The Jilted Wife's Ruthless Wall Street Return

blood-soaked orchids and the coat covering the dog. His jaw locked tight. He

Dallin's chest like a frightened bird. "Dallin!" she wailed, buryi

re a sick, twisted woman," he spat, his voice vibrating with disgust. He lo

he glass walls of the greenhouse. It was so out of place tha

ury. She pointed directly at Elaina. "Where were you ten mi

... I was in my bed," she stammere

ht at the bottom hem of Elaina's nightgown. "Then

ward. The beams converged on the hem of the white

uards exchanged horrified glances. The pity in their eyes van

over the stain, but she froze, realizing it would only make her look guiltier. Sh

riene stated, her logic flawless and cold. "You appeared three s

ven Dallin's eyes flickered down to the blood on th

path outside. Eleonora appeared in the doorway. She had heard the commotion

cting like a psychotic butcher was unacceptable. She raised her heavy

down with a v

e pulled Elaina flush against his chest

ckening, hollow thud. Dallin grunted, his muscles lo

ree brutal blows. Dallin clenched his jaw, taking every hit, his

Her heart didn't even skip a beat. The only thing she felt was

ing Elaina back to the main house, his step

desk. He had taken off his shirt. Ugly, dark purple bruises stretched across his shoulder

ver tray holding a glass of warm milk and a thick stack of legal docu

on. "Don't think because you proved a point tonight that y

tone dripping with fake obedience. "I was just... so upset a

w sticky note bearing Pax Keller's signature, reading: "Dallin, standard tax filings for the Hamptons trust. Fully vetted. Need your sign-

dealing with his mother's rage and Elaina's endle

k, desperate woman would never dare play a trick on him, especially

ote entirely, Dallin flipped straight to the last page. He pulled the cap off

pound so hard it hurt her ribs. She forced her hands to remain s

, Dallin,"

to him, the submissive mask shattered. A

clutched the absolute divorce agreement t