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Divorce Make Me A Tycoon, My Ex Meet His Doom

Chapter 7 A Mistress Is a Mistress

Word Count: 1104    |    Released on: 13/03/2026

ou've gotten

the most striking figure in th

ped eyes shimmered with radiance. Her stunni

ds. Mathew held Christine in high regard, often inviti

n-ordinary young man from the Caffrey family, Math

ddaughter-in-law away. So at the Watson family's privat

t would already be

ed arms with Elise. "Aunt Eli

d gift. "This is a small

r hand fondly.

ned to greet

ffrey just present? Why

s with sour expre

ia Murphy, Christine

s socialites had addressed her only as Mrs. Caffrey, deliberately omitting her given nam

banquet, she didn't want to draw

just a small token of my appreciation. Nothing valuable-ce

compare! The Wood family was bankrupt-how c

entious airs. The more dazzling Christin

ing such gatherings, she would have seize

, Mrs. Caffrey lives of

eturned from the dead-what fantastic news!" another

, searching for even a flicker of emotion. But Chris

ire to tear away Christine's mas

he corners of her mouth curled upward. "Oh my, Mrs. Ca

following her gaze. Christine's ey

love in her husband's heart in person-e

e had heard countless tales of hi

re moving than separa

distance and spott

y alive!" Olivia gasped dramatical

ncountering Vivian in person so s

ead that you passed away from

y took me to another state for treatment. I spent half a year recovering

l-but the death rumo

ou must be Mrs. Caffrey. Thank you for tak

gentle moments ago now

welcome. From now on, Nei

fell, the surrounding

appening? Was the legitimate wife abou

ge carried explos

Caffrey, how could you say that? How could yo

" Christine retorted. "Taking care of a r

ou

imagined Neil's wife would be shameless en

il and I are completely innocent! What we had

nse won over ma

on Vivian is. Christine, I adv

inally returned, yet some people are so pet

t get angry-she

lutch, opened the photo album, zoomed

ess reputation' you

htness, zoomed in on the moment Vivian'

stunned glances an

ou get a good look? Want me to print it in full color and high definition tomorr

Caffrey! What on earth are you trying

be the photo is

sting photo-is that photoshopped too? And this one? All photoshopped? Heh, an

stered. "I. I. That's not

off, her voice f

Stop pretending to be some

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Divorce Make Me A Tycoon, My Ex Meet His Doom
Divorce Make Me A Tycoon, My Ex Meet His Doom
“When Christine Woods collapses into a hospital bed from unbearable pain, her husband's response is colder than the IV dripping into her veins: "Stop pretending to be sick." That same night, a single social media post shatters her marriage--Neil Caffery, intimate with the first love he once claimed was dead. Three years of marriage. Three years of neglect, indifference, and quiet self-deception. In that moment, Christine finally understands the truth: she was never a wife--only a substitute. Not wanting to live as a substitute any longer, she divorced her husband. After divorce, Christine started her new life, achieving success both in career and love. Seeing her so radiant and successful, her scumbag husband beg her to come back. "Hazel, I know I was wrong. Please come back." However, before Christine could respond, the country's richest man kicked him and held Christine's waist, "Who are you? Stop pestering my wife!" His voice was cold, his presence imposing. Christine looked at him and snorted, "When did I agree to marry you?" "Baby, are you still angry about last night? I promise, I will be gentle next time." The man said, looking at her playfully. Christine hit his chest playfully, her face turning red.”