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The Ghost Wife's Billion Dollar Tech Comeback
Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband's Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn't find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn't even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father's legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn's party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara's health and managing every detail of Caden's empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I'd drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause-if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I'd forgotten.Inside an abandoned cottage in the suburbs, several doctors in white uniforms were dealing with a disfigured woman on the ground. Flies and maggots were wriggling freely around her decaying body.
After two years of extreme pain, Sophia Anderson's nerves had long become numb.
A thick medullary biopsy needle pierced her veins without mercy.
Sophia bit her bottom lip tightly and let the blood rush from her body in one direction until her body grew cold.
After finishing drawing blood, the doctors left indifferently.
"Ruby, what brings you to this foul place on our wedding night?"
Joseph Clarke cast a disgusted glance at the stinking woman on the floor, and the house smelled lingeringly putrid.
Sophia's heart shivered as her bloodshot eyes stared dully at the man she had loved for years!
Sophia crawled towards him with the last bit of hope.
Joseph ruthlessly kicked her in the stomach, and Sophia slammed into the wall, immediately spurting out a mouthful of blood.
Joseph frowned in disgust. "Slutty, shameless bitch! What do you want? If Ruby didn't have thalassemia and both she and you have a rare type of blood so that your blood can be used to lengthen her life, I would have torn you into pieces on the ground for your betrayal of me!"
Betray him?
Sophia loved Joseph wholeheartedly. How could she have betrayed him?
The so-called betrayal was purely a setup by Ruby Anderson. Ruby instructed several men to gang rape Sophia and recorded the process.
Ruby, in a costly and gorgeous traditional wedding dress, slowly squatted in front of Sophia.
Her fingernails were painted scarlet, and she fiercely pinched Sophia's chin, flashing a bright smile. "Sister Sophia, look how gorgeous and shining the dress on me is. And check out the gold jewelry in my hair. Guess what? Joseph spent half a billion yuan on them for me. We'll be happy forever."
"You..." Sophia was so angry that she abruptly spurted out a few more mouthfuls of blood.
"Oops, I almost forgot, you're blind now. You can't see. Let me be frank with you. Six years ago, when you rejoined the Anderson Family, you lost your virginity in a bar and were photographed naked. It was all my idea. Only by driving you out of the Anderson Family can I become the apple of everyone's eye. Now I am the heiress to the family, enjoying the future that originally belonged to you!"
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Reborn To Be A Doctor
Sophia Anderson was adopted by an old woman and grew up in the countryside. At she was 18 years old, her original family found her and got her back to the city. However, she was looked down upon by other family members, especially her stepmother and stepsister. At that time, she was so stupid that s/0/93753/coverorgin.jpg?v=350f060672ad6ee6a8c2deb1972a7fdf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Nowhere To Run From The Cold-Hearted CEO's Obsession
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