HER ANONYMOUS LOVERthe one she hated the most

The Unwanted Wife's Flawless Spectacular Comeback

Hansiain Finley-moise

For four years, Ellyn was the scarred, despised wife of billionaire Baron Hudson, enduring his cruelty with silent devotion. But one night, after brutally forcing himself on her, he threw divorce papers at her bruised chest. "Did you really think I could ever stomach looking at that hideous face of yours for the rest of my life?" He kicked her out into the freezing rain because his flawless true love, Christine, was finally coming home. To ensure Ellyn suffered, Baron froze all her bank accounts, wanting her to starve on the streets until she begged for his mercy. Penniless and shivering in a rundown apartment, Ellyn discovered she was pregnant with his child, right as the news broadcasted him lovingly welcoming Christine at the airport. Her heart died completely. She had given him ten years of her life, only to be thrown away like garbage. But a shocking miracle happened: the intimate trauma had somehow triggered a biological cure, completely peeling away the ugly scar that had ruined her face for twenty years. If the ruthless Hudson family found out she was healed and carrying the heir, they would steal her baby and destroy her. Instead of taking his five-million-dollar hush money, Ellyn tore the contract to pieces, hid her newly flawless face, and vanished to Paris. Four years later, the Hudson family's grand banquet was brought to a dead halt by a stunning, untouchable woman in a red trench coat and her genius three-year-old son. Ellyn was back, and she wasn't the ugly duckling anymore.

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The rain came down in sheets, turning Mulholland Drive into a slick black mirror reflecting a world of shattered glass and twisted metal.

The white Porsche was upside down, steam hissing from its mangled hood like a dying breath.

Alicia Ruiz crawled from the driver's side window. Her left leg bent at an angle that wasn't natural, a shard of bone peeking through the torn fabric of her jeans. Rain and blood mingled on her face, tasting of iron and despair.

An image flashed in her mind: her adoptive father, Leland Ruiz, his eyes as cold as the marble in his foyer. And her uncle, Bennet, with a smile that never reached his eyes. This wasn't an accident. It was a disposal.

A figure emerged from the downpour, tall and broad, wrapped in a black rain slicker. In his hand, he held a pistol, a suppressor screwed onto its barrel.

Alicia's breath hitched. A raw, hopeless sound. She tried to scramble backward, dragging her broken leg, but the pain was a white-hot anchor, pinning her to the asphalt.

The man stopped in front of her. He crouched, his face a blank canvas in the intermittent glare of the car's dying hazard lights. "The Ruiz family sends their regards," he said, his voice as empty as the storm.

He raised the gun, the black circle of the muzzle aimed squarely between her eyes.

Alicia closed her eyes. A single tear escaped, tracing a clean path through the grime on her cheek. Then, her heart stopped.

And the world stopped with it.

Raindrops hung suspended in the air, perfect glass beads. The hitman was a statue, his finger frozen a millimeter from pulling the trigger.

Inside Alicia's still body, a flicker of gold ignited. It spread through her veins like a sunrise, knitting bone, sealing wounds, pushing out the last vestiges of a short, tragic life.

She opened her eyes again.

The fear was gone. In its place was an abyss of calm, an ancient, star-dusted indifference.

The Arbiter was online.

Arrival coordinate: Earth, Sector 7. Vessel: Alicia Ruiz, deceased. Mission: Correct anomaly.

Time snapped back into motion.

The hitman's finger completed its squeeze. A soft phut from the suppressor.

But the bullet never fired.

"Alicia's" hand, moving faster than a human eye could track, had clamped around the gun's slide. She squeezed. The hardened steel crumpled like a soda can.

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