His Unwanted Wife: The Genius Perfumer

Chapter 5 5

Word Count: 534 | Released on: 03/04/2026

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ed, supported her weight. She walked to th

e hand, no coat, no briefcase, no indication he inte

Her body inserted itself between him and

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dangerous. He stepped closer, using his height, using the breadth of hi

n. I have twelve attorneys on retainer who specialize in exactly this type of dissolution. You have-" He looked her up and down, the

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loyee, Breanna. A contractor. And now you're an obstacle. I will bury you in motions and depositions until you owe me money. I will make s

pecific, so calculated, that

palm connected with his cheek, the sound c

bloomed on his skin, vivid against the pallor of his face. B

cheek, testing the damage. His eyes-those terrible, empty eyes-held something she co

age," he said. "One free hit. The

cient, pushing her aside, opening the door, stepping through. T

osed on his profile,

ck against the door, and

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His Unwanted Wife: The Genius Perfumer

Jun Wen Romance

“For three years, Breanna gave up her brilliant career as a top-tier perfumer to be the perfect housewife for her billionaire husband, Hartwell. But when he finally returned from a three-month business trip to Paris, he didn't even glance at the dinner she had carefully prepared. Instead, he threw a divorce agreement on the table. He gave her thirty days to move out and offered a ridiculously low settlement. When she cried and asked if there was someone else, he looked at her with absolute disgust. "You used to smell like ambition and possibility. Now you smell like cooking oil and the desperation of a woman who has nothing outside her husband. You're a trap." He threatened to bury her in legal fees if she didn't sign. Heartbroken and confused, Breanna forced his assistant to reveal what really happened in Paris. The truth was humiliating. Hartwell had been spending all his time with a twenty-six-year-old genius perfumer-a girl who was the exact mirror image of who Breanna used to be before she sacrificed everything for him. He didn't just want a new woman. He wanted a younger, untainted replacement of her past self. Wiping away her tears, Breanna's grief instantly hardened into cold, calculated rage. She tore up his insulting settlement and prepared to fight back, completely unaware that her cruel husband was currently hiding in a hotel room, coughing up blood, deliberately playing the villain to force her to survive his impending death.”