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The Unwanted Wife Is A Zillionaire

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 593    |    Released on: 16/04/2026

f her suitcase in the m

photo album sitting on the botto

The first page held a photo of them at t

r like a physical

standing in the bathroom, her hands shaking violently

patio. August was furiou

ped her arms around her stomach and asked,

wly turned his head. His eyes were comp

dripping with disgust. "I despise children. If you ever try to trap me with a pregnancy, I

lap across her face. Her ears had ru

e plastic pregnancy test in half behind her back and sho

to album shut, snappi

stomach. She had never been more gra

private investigators couldn't crack. She had tapped into an encrypted channel to contact a discrete private physician in Geneva, who arranged her flight u

oto album directly

encrypted solid-state module, connecting it t

e was no Windows logo. Just a

eys, typing a thirty-six-char

nframe of Project Chiron. The massive streams of me

iagnostic. No bre

outed her connection throu

ned her iris. The s

ore. The balance was an eight-figure sum, legally earned from

. The tight knot in her s

e module, and locked them both back

her trench coat, and reach

the outside of the door emitted a

vely punching in the

r muscles coiled tight. Her eye

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The Unwanted Wife Is A Zillionaire
The Unwanted Wife Is A Zillionaire
“For seven years, I played the perfect, hidden wife to billionaire August Chambers while working quietly as an ER nurse. Three days before our marriage contract expired, he stormed into my emergency room carrying a bleeding woman. It was Allena, his cousin's fiancée. She had suffered a ruptured corpus luteum from their violent, aggressive sex. Instead of hiding his affair, August ordered me to clear the floor and threw a massive check at my face to buy my silence. Later, his friends trapped me in a VIP club. When a waiter tripped, August violently shoved me aside just to protect Allena from a spilled cup of coffee. I crashed into a glass table, a sharp edge slicing deep into my arm. "Apologize to her, and I'll have my driver take you to the hospital." As my blood soaked into the white rug, he stood over me, demanding I get on my knees for his mistress. He didn't know I had faked a miscarriage five years ago to secretly raise our daughter far away from his cruelty. He also didn't know the money he flaunted was pocket change compared to my hidden AI tech empire. I calmly tied a tourniquet around my bleeding arm with my teeth and wiped my blood directly over his heart onto his custom suit. "I'm done with you." The submissive nurse was dead, and it was time to let him burn in the ruins of his own lies.”