His Unwanted Wife, The Nation's Hero

Chapter 7 No.7

Word Count: 687 | Released on: 22/03/2026

Cilla sat in a secluded booth at

ng a meeting. Cilla only agreed because sh

gner sunglasses inside the dimly lit room. Her Her

pulled out a sleek blue folde

yl said, her tone dripping with super

h the folder. She

" Meryl c

r open. She scanned th

l claims to Hudson Tech shares, give up the pen

ive a one-time severance pa

er sparkling water. "Consider it an act of extr

er face comp

d, "the Hudson legal team will bury you. You won't even be able to af

ature line. Jace's messy, arr

e papers, but he had secretly sent his moth

porcelain coffee cup

ilence. She thought Cilla

er voice dropping lower. "Carolyn is pregnant

ly pregnant, the news would have been plastered on every high-society blog for a week, celebrated with sickening extravagance, not wea

ached into her blazer pocket and pull

it with a s

with triumph. She

Cilla pressed the gold nib to the paper

the next page a

he folder back across the table. It slid

uments. Her mouth opened and c

rms?" Meryl stuttered, completely th

oked down at Meryl, he

said, her voice cutting through the quiet

hand flying to her

g family," Cilla stated clearly. "I just want t

less. The intimidation tact

p her bag and

of the booth. "Don't

e cafe and pushed the

w York air

tal assets, but as she stood on the sidew

was

er phone and dia

ng her lips for the first time in months.

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“On our wedding anniversary, I came home to find my husband, Jace, celebrating with another woman in our living room. She was wearing my mother's necklace-the only thing recovered from the explosion that killed my parents. Jace laughed, calling it a "cheap piece of junk," and tried to write me a check to buy a new one. His family called my parents' ashes "garbage" and "unsanitary." When I confronted them, Jace sided with his mother, ordering me out of the penthouse I secretly owned. He let his friends publicly humiliate me, calling me a gold-digging leech with no background. But that wasn't the worst of it. When a gunman stormed the restaurant we were in, Jace shoved me directly into the line of fire to shield his mistress. The shotgun blast tore through my arm. As I lay bleeding on the marble floor, I stared at the man who had just used me as a human shield, his face pale with terror as he protected her. In that instant, every ounce of love I ever had for him died. The pain in my arm was nothing compared to the cold, hollow void that consumed my heart. He thought he was sacrificing a quiet, useless wife to secure his future. He had no idea he had just declared war on Captain Cilla Henson, West Point valedictorian and the most lethal operator of the Eagle Task Force.”