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Betrayed By My Ruthless Billionaire Husband

Betrayed By My Ruthless Billionaire Husband

Amelie Beaumont was in the agonizing throes of labor, desperately calling out for her husband. But Jonas didn't come to hold her hand. He kicked the delivery room door open, enraged by forged photos of her "infidelity" provided by her cousin Corie. "Whose bastard is it?" Before the stunned medical staff, he divorced her on the spot and froze her family's assets. When Amelie woke up, her stomach was flat and her baby was gone. Corie smiled and told her Jonas had the "unclean" newborn thrown to the wild dogs. Because of Jonas's ruthless retaliation, Amelie's family was bankrupted and her mother died of a massive heart attack. When Amelie later caught Corie trying to assassinate Jonas's comatose mother, Corie stabbed her own shoulder and framed Amelie for the crime. Jonas didn't hesitate to believe the lies, slapping Amelie to the floor before sending her to a hellish maximum-security prison. Tortured and starved by inmates, Amelie slit her wrist in her dark cell, completely shattered by the injustice. She couldn't understand how the man she loved could be so blind, trusting a venomous snake over the wife who bled for him. But Jonas dragged her back from death via a video call, threatening to cripple her surviving father and brother if she dared to escape his punishment through death. Staring at her stitched wrist in the prison infirmary, the dead emptiness in Amelie's eyes ignited into a cold, black flame. She would survive this hell, and she would make them pay in blood.
Not His Brother's Fool

Not His Brother's Fool

Ethan Scott promised me a Texas-sized wedding, then drove off with a greasy-haired woman he called his "business partner," leaving me pregnant with his brother Caleb's child. I married Caleb, secured, and settled into our new life on the outskirts of town, far from the Scotts. A year later, Ethan and his mistress, Tara, rolled back in, broke and bitter, expecting to find me forlorn-instead they found me heavily pregnant on the porch. Tara, with a sneer, convinced Ethan I was a conniving gold-digger, trying to pass off another man' s child as his. Fueled by her lies, Ethan, his own brother, lunged at me, pushing our mother aside before dragging me into the dusty yard. He publicly humiliated me, screaming I was a "cheating whore," then kicked me to my knees, snarling he' d "beat the truth out of me." The horror escalated when he grabbed a hot fire poker, and Tara hissed for him to "brand" me. He shoved me into a filthy pigsty, where a sow charged, slamming into my side, tearing agony erupting through me. I screamed, bleeding heavily, realizing my baby was coming, right there in the mud, as Ethan and Tara laughed. I thought I was going to die, my baby too, abandoned to the filth. Just as darkness closed in, Caleb's truck screeched to a halt, and he emerged, a mask of pure, cold fury, his eyes finding me in the pigsty. He plunged through the mud, scooped me up, and as he carried me away, Tara dared to mock him, "You don' t have to pretend, Caleb! We saved you!" His reply, chillingly quiet, promised, "If she dies, I will kill you both with my bare hands."