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Contract Bride: Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 7 No.7

Word Count: 459    |    Released on: 30/01/2026

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Contract Bride: Rising From The Shadows
Contract Bride: Rising From The Shadows
“I was hired to be the "cure" for the Stuart family's reputation, a wife whose only job was to manage the emotional risks of Casper Stuart's cold-blooded empire. My life was governed by spreadsheets and compliance reports, and my value was measured solely by my ability to remain a silent, perfect asset. On our second anniversary, Casper didn't come home for dinner; instead, a Page Six alert showed him with a Victoria's Secret model at Soho House, his hand possessively on her back. When he finally returned, he didn't offer an apology, but a clinical reminder of my "obligations." I soon discovered he had given my three-million-dollar anniversary bonus-a pink diamond necklace-to his mistress, while tossing me a cheap bracelet his assistant had picked out. When his mother offered me a two-hundred-million-dollar settlement to disappear, Casper tore the contract to shreds in front of me. He whispered that he had bought up every cent of my family's medical and gambling debts, turning my marriage into a life sentence of indentured servitude. To prove his power, he kicked me out of his car in a rainstorm twenty miles from the city, leaving me to walk home barefoot while he drove off with my dog. "Tell her you want to stay," he had commanded in front of his mother, using my mother's life as leverage to keep his "portfolio" intact. I stood in the mud, shivering as the rain washed away the mask of the supportive wife, realizing that to the Stuarts, I wasn't a human being-I was a line item that could be liquidated or crushed at will. But Casper forgot one thing: I am an actress, and I've finally landed the role of a lifetime. I'm done managing his risks; I'm about to become his greatest liability.”