The Unwanted Wife's Secret Comeback

e dragged the digital stylus across the drawing tablet, her fingers cramping from three hours of u

ak double doors of th

MacBook shut. The sharp clack of the aluminum casing echoed in the quiet room. Her breath hitched, catching in her throat as she shov

r from the hallway swept into the room, raising goosebum

essly onto her pristine white leather sofa. It was a physical invasion of her only safe spa

smoothed the front of her silk skirt, trying to

nblinking stare pinned her to the spot. A wave of hum

s silk tie with a sharp tug.

t in the room. Audrey's pupils contract

Her voice shook, but she forced herself to meet his

ut a low, hu

dge family," Dozier said. His voi

r right to refuse. Audrey bit down hard on her lower l

ice dropping to a whisper. "It has only been

eir lost child would trigge

sharp wave of his hand. "Stop using an accide

in her gut. Her heart plummeted,

l him that Blake had pushed her down those stairs. Instead, she dug her fingernails into the soft fle

oured amber whiskey into a heavy glass. The clinking of the ice cubes was a clear

"We have a contract. There ar

agreement as a shield sounded

y glass down on the mahogany desk. The liquid sloshed over the rim. His towering height cast a dark shad

s from hers. "Learn your place

ride into jagged pieces. A shar

, hiding the moisture welling in her eyes, throwing up a d

uffocating tension. Doris, the head housekeeper,

d I prepare the guest room

nted the reality.

kept his eyes on Doris. "Prepare the

bucket of ice water poured over A

housekeeper's lips curled into a faint, mocking smirk. The silent re

udrey said, her voice tight. It was her l

ook of pure disgust

o be right next to

e needs constant c

on any further argument. Audrey's th

in one swallow, and walked straight toward the door. The unilatera

"Do you even remember that tomo

tic, final tes

urn around. He didn't speak. His silence was a physical blow, hea

lammed shut behind him. The glass panes

up. Her knees gave out. She collapsed back into her

ared at the digital canvas, desperate to escape into the world she created. But t

keyboard, lit up. The name 'Genevieve' flas

xhaustion settled

harassment from her toxic family. The small act of defiance sent a rush of

fingers bypassed the expensive stationery and grabb

l pills. She tipped the bottle and shook two pills into her

oat. It was a harsh physical reminder. She would ne

Manhattan skyline stretched out before her. She gripped the armrests of her chair. She swore to he