The Unwanted Wife Is A Zillionaire

Chapter 9

Word Count: 560 | Released on: 16/04/2026

avy velvet curtains of the

he navigated the dark, smoke-filled corridors, foll

ass handle and sho

nside cut o

m. There was no terrified

ve suits. August sat in the center of a massive

t his side, looking pale

eet circle sat around the glass coffee

les locked.

show an ounce of fear. "Who sent the text?" she

worker was almost too easy," Devon mocked, waving his hand toward the screen. "A few thousand bucks and sh

brating a miscarriage? Spreading ru

ease," she whimpered softly. "Don't be too hard on her..

ter made Elisa's sto

over Elisa, his broad shou

ze to her," August commanded.

n up. "I will never

upted in an

into the room carrying a silver tray w

, Devon subtly stuck his e

He let out a yell,

f scalding hot coffee flew through the

ed, throwing

ard to shield Allena. To get to her, he threw his arms

oved

assive. Elisa's feet left th

ning her around, and she crashed hard into

crack echoed

h the sleeve of her trench coat. A blinding, wh

splashing harmlessly onto the rug. All

apsed onto

ng through the tan fabric of her coat and d

went de

blood pooling around his wife on the

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The Unwanted Wife Is A Zillionaire

Reilly Mcardle Modern

“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.”