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The Jilted Wife's Dangerous Revenge

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 834    |    Released on: 21/04/2026

tes. Her heart rate slowly returned to normal

orld to stop spinning. She didn't go to the main elevator. She walked straight to the priva

el without Hillary whisp

Joy walked down the rows of luxury cars until she saw the taillight

ke into

ly into the path o

heavy car jerked to a violent halt, the

s side door

ights cast harsh shadows across

ngel roared. The sound bounced off the

her, but she didn't flinch. She looked like a

e papers," Joy said. Her voi

e grabbed her jaw again, his thu

ars is the last cent you'll ever see. I will make sure you and your pathetic brother are black

Her heart pounded

beg. She

uptly turned her

her right ear directly toward his face. It was a de

her eyes staring blankly at the concrete wall. "The ringing in

s went rigid a

his power. All the rage drained out of his body i

arsh garage lighting illuminated the thin

e crunch of metal. The spray of glass. The blo

r in his fingers before he snatched his hand away l

ce him. She pres

I will take you to court. I will reopen the medical files from three years ago. I w

at her. His

n can't survive a domestic a

hated her, but he looked at himself like he hated himself more

Her stomach was tied in knots. If

he garage was shattered by

el's phone

ed back at Joy, at the pale scar behind

answer t

vy steel door of his car. The met

d slammed the door shut. He threw the car

rete. The car swerved around Joy, the side mirror b

lone in the

knees finally gave out. She leaned back agains

gh escaped her lips. She had won the battle, but she felt sick to her stomach. The ri

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The Jilted Wife's Dangerous Revenge
The Jilted Wife's Dangerous Revenge
“For three years, I played the perfect, invisible contract wife to Angel Wilcox. But last night, after being drugged at a club, he lost control and brutally took my innocence in a freezing bathtub. The next morning, instead of an apology, he threw a million-dollar settlement at me and slapped the divorce papers on the table. His first love, Hillary, had returned from Paris, and he needed to clear the way for her. He called what he did to me a mere inconvenience. When I refused to sign the papers-because my brother would be killed by loan sharks without the Wilcox name to protect him-Angel lost his temper. In the lobby, right in front of a mocking Hillary, he violently shoved me. My head slammed against a massive marble pillar with a sickening thud. "Don't play games with me! Sign the damn papers!" He roared, trying to force the pen into my hand while I lay crumpled on the cold floor. My body was burning with a severe infection from his assault, my wrists were bruised, and my heart was shattered. How could the man I secretly loved for three years treat me like disposable garbage the second she came back? I looked at his furious eyes, then slowly raised my trembling hands to cover my right ear. The same ear that was severely injured in a car crash he caused three years ago. "My ear is ringing. I can't hear you." If he wanted to be ruthless, I would use his deepest guilt to trap him in this marriage forever.”