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The Priceless Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 644    |    Released on: 17/04/2026

Kason was still downsta

ard to unlock the heavy doub

ny desk. She set down a thick stack of financ

s legal team caught it. But as she stared at his empty chair, a wave of profound, suffocating disgust washed over her. For the first time in her lif

e one that stripped her of nothing but demanded his si

eps echoed i

folding her hands in front of h

the doors, his fac

doing in my building?" he sna

llison said, her voice flat. "Sign the t

r out of his sight. He grabbed h

vely to the back of the thick stack, right to whe

ath. Her heart hamme

pen hovered a millim

e office doo

as

made-up face. She was trembling, clutching her designer pur

ped the pe

ing Haylee into his chest. "Shh

y. Her jaw clenched so

on's chest, then peeked out,

ce dripping with fake innocence

Allison. "She was just dropping of

ve, Griffin Castro st

the desk. He noticed the slight difference in paper weight and t

esk. "Kason, before you leave, I nee

ompletely blocked Kason and

ce settlement out from the stack. He folded it smoothly

ffering Allison a f

eat break out on her b

" Kason said, holding Haylee tig

the office, not giving th

doors cl

pulled out the crumpled divorce

w rumble. "If his lawyers caught this,

r nose. "I wanted a shortcut. I

He towered over her, his pre

s locking onto hers, "you let me han

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“For two years, I hid my lethal past as a top-tier Delta Force operator to play the perfect, submissive wife to Kason. But on the eve of the absolute deadline to claim my parents' ashes, he forced me out of our car into a freezing rainstorm. He had received a frantic call from his mistress crying over her missing dog. "Are you seriously using dead people to compete for my attention?" Kason sneered. He slapped my phone away, hurled my bag with my classified military ID into a muddy ditch, and left me stranded on the highway. I knelt in the freezing mud as his luxury car sped away. I had swallowed his mother's insults and secretly saved his company from bankruptcy three times. Yet, to him, my parents' remains were just a box of dust compared to his mistress's pet. The suffocating pain in my chest suddenly evaporated, replaced by a terrifying, absolute zero coldness. The pathetic, submissive wife he thought he owned died on that highway. I walked to a dingy motel, washed the gritty mud from my face, and traced the jagged scar on my collarbone. I picked up the landline and dialed a twelve-digit encrypted number to the Pentagon. It was time to wake up the ghost operator and burn Kason's world to the ground.”