The Unwanted Wife's Spectacular Genius Comeback

ugh the shadows of the Kirkland estate porc

er bare arms covered in goosebumps. She pulled her thin

in her palm. The notification read that

to survive the freezing te

broke through the rhythmic spl

her eyes tracking the sound through th

empty outside. The main part

s, illuminated by the pale glow of a

er

his back to the light. Even in the shadows, his posture c

across from him

friend. Catalina, the woman who was about

d her arms wrapped tightly around her own torso, her shoul

breath catching in her

jacket with swift, practiced movements. He slipped it off his

d in their three years of marriage, Emery draped

d, and she offered Emery a smile that was so incredibl

His long fingers hovered in the ai

, a millimeter away from her skin, a pi

nd snatched the words away before

ar the words. The look on

g tenderness. It was a look of pure, undivided devotion. A look

ke that. Not on their wedding

g so fiercely into her palms that the skin threatened to split. The

lowing her pride, of pretending she didn't see the way his eyes followed Catalina ac

ou

adows while he played knight in shining armor for another woman. Done

d have her. But Francesca would not waste one more tear

s suddenly swept acros

gravel, the bright beams slicing throug

tartled the two fi

d, and in a fraction of a second, the tender man vanished. He was o

hter around her chest. She turned her head, lo

tance and the darkne

ment ago. It was a sharp, fleeting smirk of absolute victory. A sile

e headlights catch the sharp angles of her face. She met Catalina's smirk with a slow, cold smil

of uncertainty, quickly masked. Then she turned away, pulling the ja

cket, she thought. Enjoy my husband's attention

of the Maybach and quic

back at the fountain

er backseat with deliberate grace, he

slammed shut, cut

the estate, Francesca leaned her head against the hea

. It was a special push notification f

: Kirkland Family's Second Son, Hudson, to A

those black letter

er like a complex equation. Last night, Emery had shattered a crystal whiskey glass against the fireplace in a sudden, unexplained fit of rage. Toda

se the woman he truly loved was

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The well had run dry. In their place was something cold

ne waiting. Done loving a man

alk away-Emery Kirkland would finally un