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The Unwanted Wife He Broke In Rain

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 836    |    Released on: 26/12/2025

nating intensity, finding interest in the w

d of antisepti

cticed, professional murmur. "The hypothermia was severe. The stress on your bod

tiles. I counted the perforations. A

word scraped my th

It is highly unlikely you will be able to carry

tate. Instead, a strange, cold lightness settled in my chest. The tether that bound me

discharge p

head bowed, told me the Don

ly quiet. I walked past the living room and froze. Ther

ack. Elena was laughing, pouring tea from a silver servi

ly. I looked like a gho

st them wit

narrowing as they swept ov

had just returned from a grocery run, not the emergency

't even look at him. I went s

ever bought me. The red silk from Milan. The velvet from Paris.

diamond necklace from our first anniversary

h can. The cacophony of gold hitt

re you

oorway. He looked an

ing,"

instantly filling the space. He smelled of

ssed us. Elena is a guest. She saved my

was five feet tall, a monument to a lie. We looked so happy in oil and canvas.

avy brass letter o

ned, his voice dr

his smiling face, tearing the fabric down the middle.

ng speed. He crossed t

ip slammed into the solid wood, k

insane,"

lutching a plush doll to her che

s wide and innocent. "Leo wanted you

I looked at Elena. Her ey

soft fabric, a sharp pain spiked in my thumb. I jerked

point-up, deep in

h. "Oh no! I must have left a sewing needl

clumsy. She lo

ooking at the blood, then

grip tightening to the point of bruising.

ed to kill anyone who even thought about br

sing anyone,"

lood away. I let it drip onto the expensive

ired, Dante

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The Unwanted Wife He Broke In Rain
The Unwanted Wife He Broke In Rain
“My husband, the ruthless Don of Chicago, forced me to kneel in the freezing mud to apologize to his mistress. He believed her fake tears over my dignity. While the icy rain soaked through my dress, a sharp, jagged cramp seized my body. I screamed for him, begging for help as I felt the life slipping out of me. But Dante didn't move. He just lit a cigarette, his eyes cold as steel. "Get up when you are ready to learn respect," he said. He walked inside with her, locking the door and leaving me to bleed out in the storm. I lost the baby that night. The doctors told me the damage was permanent-I was barren. I thought that was the bottom, but I was wrong. When I returned to the estate, a ghost in my own home, he threw me into a flooded cellar full of rats because Elena accused me of poisoning her son. He tortured me for days to protect a child that wasn't even his. That was the moment the love died. So, while he was away on business, I didn't just pack a bag. I executed a plan three years in the making. I vanished. But before I disappeared, I left him a gift on his desk. A USB drive containing the security footage of Elena's lies, the medical report of the miscarriage he caused, and a paternity test proving he had destroyed his true family for a stranger's bastard. By the time he fell to his knees screaming my name, I was already gone.”
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