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The Shadow Wife's Secret Billionaire Baby

Chapter 7 7

Word Count: 643    |    Released on: 08/01/2026

She had spent the night monitoring the bleeding. It had slowed

Leo up

bed his eyes. "A

like a mask that was about to crack.

quickly. Serena wanted to be

nt door opened. Julian walked in, wearing

He didn't ask how she was. He

ment," he said. His voi

blinked

nkle is sprained. Leo is to

a glass of water. "And you need to teach him som

ly believed she had pushe

Serena

his attitude. Next week, I will send the driver to

Leo's hand ti

to her car. She

Silent, hot tears that blurred her vision. She

mirror. Leo was watching

cry. I don't l

ace roughly. "I kn

to the penthouse. She couldn't bear

ve to B

onverted loft in a Dumbo warehouse that her mother had left he

ed projects: a 19th-century clock, a cracked porcelain vase, a torn oil pai

grabbed a pile of scrap wood blocks an

She put on her canvas apro

e. No Lily. Just silence a

own. She needed to be horizontal. She needed to

ay. He was safe he

n the workbench. A

Victoria. If he doesn't accept her

ared at t

ood. He was using money to for

Ming vase sat in pieces. A private collector had contacted her via an e

attered into fifty pieces. It was impossible. But she needed t

zers gouged a deep scratch

scratch. It was

ke her

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“For five years, I was the shadow behind billionaire Julian Sterling-his top executive assistant by day and his secret wife by night. I lived by a strict contract, staying invisible to protect his public image while raising his son, Leo, as my own. On New Year's Eve, the silence of our penthouse was shattered. I watched on live television as Julian dropped to one knee at a high-society gala, proposing to Hollywood star Victoria Chase with a pink diamond that cost more than my life. When he came home, he didn't offer an apology; he offered an insult. He revealed that Victoria was actually Leo's biological mother and I was merely a "temporary caretaker" whose time was up. My world spiraled as Victoria staged a fall to frame me for assault, and Julian's family treated me like a common criminal. "You are a biological necessity, Serena. Do not make this emotional," he told me, his voice devoid of any warmth we had shared in private. The betrayal cut deeper than I thought possible. Every sacrifice I made for our family was a lie, a five-year waiting period for his "real" life to begin. He handed me divorce papers with a staggering settlement, but it came with a chilling condition: I had to waive all rights for any future children. He wanted to ensure I couldn't claim a "golden ticket" if I turned up pregnant. He didn't know I was already clutching a positive pregnancy test in my pocket. As I reached for the pen to sign the papers and disappear with Leo, a violent pain exploded in my stomach. I felt the warmth of blood soaking through my clothes, and the room began to spin. I looked at Julian's cold, expectant face and realized I was no longer just a wife or an assistant. I was a liability he intended to erase. But as I collapsed into the darkness, I made one final vow: he would never lay a finger on my unborn child.”