The Unwanted Wife Walks Away Free

Chapter 3

Word Count: 853 | Released on: 09/04/2026

or corporate slogans about innovation and legacy. Today it showed Branson Jarvis with

t the morning sun with vicious clarity. Page Six's logo burned in the corner. The headline sc

topped

ing from pockets, fingers pointing. She heard the words clearly-"his wife," "f

creen is Jarvis property, they have no right-" She started forward, shoul

bones moved beneath her fi

mand they shut it down,

ormance-too loud, too long, designed to be photographed. The woman's face was turned up to his, adoring, f

d held it for thirty seconds before replacing it exactly as she'd found it. She hadn't asked. He wouldn't ha

rs replaced the photograph, green

d toward th

-" Holly's v

didn't look back

g with metronomic precision. Holly scrambled after them

small. Faith had been here twice before-once for the company's IPO celebration, once for a Christmas party where s

ned as she cro

s and text messages that would spread through the building before she

look. Let

d originally suggested they meet. He kept pace beside her, adjusting his cuffs, his face arranged

idn't offer his han

awyer, client, assistant-walking like they had every right to be there. W

eet from the elevator doors. Young, nervous, cle

a board meeting, a video conference with the Lond

ere for a private legal consultation with my client. Obstructing attorney-client communication raises questi

sed. He looked at the card, at Jul

rse. Let

epped

d Holly and Julian follow. The doors closed on the supervisor's pale face, on the lo

-20, 35, 50-and felt something loosen in her chest with each

is on page seventeen. I've highlighted the relevant sections. He'll tr

found the envelope's edg

lighting, the kind of anonymous luxury that cost thousands per square foot to ac

Her heels made no s

g-prayer or curse, Faith couldn't te

on. Toward the end of everything she'd be

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“For fourteen years, Faith was the perfect Jarvis trophy wife. Plucked from her parents' funeral at seventeen, she was molded into an obedient, quiet accessory for Branson's billionaire empire. But while she managed his charities and smiled at galas until her face ached, he was busy humiliating her. She found another woman's gold bracelet in his desk, and today, his affair with a 23-year-old actress was broadcast on a massive electronic billboard right above his own Wall Street headquarters. For years, Faith had endured his coldness. He stopped touching her after the second miscarriage. He left her alone to cry in the back of his chauffeured cars at 3 AM. He thought her silence meant she was too weak, too poor, and too grateful to ever walk away. He called her a "cheap pet" who couldn't survive without his credit cards and mansions. He truly believed she needed someone else to want her before she could leave him. He never understood that wanting herself was enough. Did he really think she spent all those lonely nights just crying in her gilded cage? He was dead wrong. Faith didn't just pack a cheap duffel bag to run away. She walked right into his seventy-third-floor corner office, slammed down a zero-compensation divorce agreement, and tossed a highly encrypted USB drive onto his desk. "Sign the papers today, Branson. Or I hand your company's deepest secrets to a short-seller, and we watch your empire burn."”