The Husband Who Threw Me Away

Qin Wei

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I was Elara, an orphaned girl embraced by foster parents, now the wife of Julian Vance. Our marriage, two years strong, coincided with a miraculous turnaround in Julian's health and fortune, earning me the quiet title of the family' s 'lucky charm' . But then, my estranged half-sister, Chloe – the one my wealthy biological family kept – dramatically reappeared. She accused me, with theatrical tears, of manipulating everyone and driving her away. Julian, without a moment's hesitation or a single glance at my visibly rounded stomach, cast me aside, his face a mask of cold fury. I was banished to a desolate 'wellness retreat,' a euphemism for a hellhole where public humiliation was daily bread and I endured three years of unspeakable degradation. There, alone on a cold floor, I tragically lost our unborn baby. Upon my return, a mere husk, I overheard Julian dismiss me as a discarded 'rabbit's foot,' and shortly after, Chloe set fire to the boathouse where she'd confined me, intending to burn me alive. The crushing weight of their betrayal hit harder than any physical blow: I was never Julian' s wife, never family; just a disposable vessel for their 'luck,' discarded once my purpose was seemingly served. How could Julian, my own husband, be so blind, so callous? And what kind of monster actively orchestrates another's living hell, then tries to erase them entirely? But I refused to be extinguished. Pulled from the literal and metaphorical ashes by my loving foster parents, the naive victim they knew perished that night. From the remnants of despair, a new Elara rose, transforming their small farm into 'Elara' s Harvest,' a thriving empire built on integrity and true strength – ready for vengeance, or perhaps, something far more satisfying.

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Chapter 10

01-06 20:19

Introduction

I was Elara, an orphaned girl embraced by foster parents, now the wife of Julian Vance.

Our marriage, two years strong, coincided with a miraculous turnaround in Julian's health and fortune, earning me the quiet title of the family' s 'lucky charm' .

But then, my estranged half-sister, Chloe – the one my wealthy biological family kept – dramatically reappeared.

She accused me, with theatrical tears, of manipulating everyone and driving her away.

Julian, without a moment's hesitation or a single glance at my visibly rounded stomach, cast me aside, his face a mask of cold fury.

I was banished to a desolate 'wellness retreat,' a euphemism for a hellhole where public humiliation was daily bread and I endured three years of unspeakable degradation.

There, alone on a cold floor, I tragically lost our unborn baby.

Upon my return, a mere husk, I overheard Julian dismiss me as a discarded 'rabbit's foot,' and shortly after, Chloe set fire to the boathouse where she'd confined me, intending to burn me alive.

The crushing weight of their betrayal hit harder than any physical blow: I was never Julian' s wife, never family; just a disposable vessel for their 'luck,' discarded once my purpose was seemingly served.

How could Julian, my own husband, be so blind, so callous?

And what kind of monster actively orchestrates another's living hell, then tries to erase them entirely?

But I refused to be extinguished.

Pulled from the literal and metaphorical ashes by my loving foster parents, the naive victim they knew perished that night.

From the remnants of despair, a new Elara rose, transforming their small farm into 'Elara' s Harvest,' a thriving empire built on integrity and true strength – ready for vengeance, or perhaps, something far more satisfying.