Discarded Wife, Powerful Heiress Rises

Discarded Wife, Powerful Heiress Rises

Sutton Moul

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I walked in on my husband caressing his pregnant mistress' s belly. In my own home. But the real betrayal wasn't his affair. It was when he, his mother, and even my own parents declared my pregnancy a "complication" that needed to be erased for a multi-billion-dollar merger. They locked me in my penthouse and dragged me to a clinic. My own mother and father sold me out for a check, signing off on the procedure to get rid of my baby. "It's time to cleanse the bloodline," my mother-in-law said as they held me down. As the needle went into my arm, I felt my child, the one I'd prayed for, being stolen from me. They didn't just break my heart; they murdered my baby. But they didn't know who I really was. Rescued by my true family-the powerful Pittmans-I learned I wasn't a discarded wife. I was a kidnapped heiress. And now, I will use every bit of my power to make them pay for the child they took from me.

Discarded Wife, Powerful Heiress Rises Chapter 1

I walked in on my husband caressing his pregnant mistress' s belly. In my own home.

But the real betrayal wasn't his affair. It was when he, his mother, and even my own parents declared my pregnancy a "complication" that needed to be erased for a multi-billion-dollar merger.

They locked me in my penthouse and dragged me to a clinic. My own mother and father sold me out for a check, signing off on the procedure to get rid of my baby.

"It's time to cleanse the bloodline," my mother-in-law said as they held me down.

As the needle went into my arm, I felt my child, the one I'd prayed for, being stolen from me. They didn't just break my heart; they murdered my baby.

But they didn't know who I really was. Rescued by my true family-the powerful Pittmans-I learned I wasn't a discarded wife. I was a kidnapped heiress. And now, I will use every bit of my power to make them pay for the child they took from me.

Chapter 1

Alyssa Bolton POV:

The sight of Chase with his hand gently caressing Indiana' s swollen belly hit me harder than any physical blow ever could. My own child, our child, a secret I guarded with my desperate heart, felt like a cruel joke in that moment.

His eyes, usually filled with a distant ambition, softened as he looked at her, a tenderness I yearned for but rarely received. He laughed then, a low, intimate sound that wasn't meant for me. It was a laugh that spoke of shared futures and unspoken dreams.

"Alyssa, darling, are you ready for brunch?" Clementina's sharp voice cut through the air, pulling me back from the edge of that dark abyss. My mother-in-law's voice was always precise, like a surgeon's scalpel.

Chase flinched, his hand dropping from Indiana' s belly as if burned. He spun around, his charismatic facade cracking for a split second, revealing a flicker of panic in his usually controlled eyes.

"Alyssa," he said, the single word a question, a plea, a warning. His gaze darted between me and Indiana, who now looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, a perfect picture of vulnerability.

I felt a cold rage bloom in my chest. He said nothing else, just stood there, letting the silence twist into an accusation. His silence was louder than any shout.

"What was that, Chase?" My voice, to my surprise, was steady, though it felt like shards of glass in my throat. "What was that tender little moment I just walked in on?"

His jaw tightened. Indiana, a master of timing, let out a soft whimper. "Chase, my head... I'm feeling a little dizzy."

Chase was instantly by her side, his arm going around her waist. "Indiana, are you alright? You look pale." He wasn't even looking at me anymore.

"Don't you dare," I whispered, my voice shaking now. This was my home, my life, and he was treating me like an inconvenient interruption.

Indiana buried her face into Chase's shoulder, her small, delicate frame trembling. "It's just the morning sickness, Chase. I'm so sorry." She cast a quick, defiant glance at me over his shoulder, a flicker of triumph in her eyes.

"Morning sickness?" The words ripped from my throat. "You're telling me about morning sickness in my living room, with my husband?"

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“I walked in on my husband caressing his pregnant mistress' s belly. In my own home. But the real betrayal wasn't his affair. It was when he, his mother, and even my own parents declared my pregnancy a "complication" that needed to be erased for a multi-billion-dollar merger. They locked me in my penthouse and dragged me to a clinic. My own mother and father sold me out for a check, signing off on the procedure to get rid of my baby. "It's time to cleanse the bloodline," my mother-in-law said as they held me down. As the needle went into my arm, I felt my child, the one I'd prayed for, being stolen from me. They didn't just break my heart; they murdered my baby. But they didn't know who I really was. Rescued by my true family-the powerful Pittmans-I learned I wasn't a discarded wife. I was a kidnapped heiress. And now, I will use every bit of my power to make them pay for the child they took from me.”
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