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Bought By The Cold Billionaire Husband

Chapter 3

Word Count: 770 | Released on: 22/04/2026

00 AM, ripping Davin

her eyes crusted wit

s voice was grim, lacking its usual bed

t falling to her waist. "

an said. "An infection. We need to start aggressive treat

, her voice cracking. Sh

ernoon." The doctor paused. "I'm sorry, Davina. Hos

whispered. "Just gi

but the board is st

ne wen

ed. The room spun around her. Fif

contacts. She called everyone. Distant cousin

Rejection

It hit the wall and bounced onto th

her breath coming in short, painfu

nt lay next to a black-and-white photocopy of a credit card.

r, and the mo

m the floor. A voice

hit play, pressing

weak, barely a whisper. "I had a bad drea

r slipped down her cheek, then another. She pr

ies she couldn't afford. Not wh

y now. The fear was gone, replaced by a cold, hard res

gned h

he grabbed her car keys from th

ng traffic, running yellow lights. The trip to Man

heart pounding in her ears. She pressed the buzzer for

s?" Kash's voice was irr

vina. Le

er sounded, and the gl

She caught her reflection in the mirrored walls. Pal

t a heavy oak door. It swung open before she could knock. Kash stood in the doorway, leaning against the fr

ngerous. And

he asked, a smirk

into her purse and pulled out the signed agree

ignature. The smirk widened i

er. He reached out, his fingers brushing her jaw, tilting

eyes burned, but she forced herself to lo

mbling, and wrapped them around the b

urprised. Then his eyes da

s gripping her waist. He kissed her hard, p

down her temple into her hair. She thought of Dai

Chapter End

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“I sold myself into a loveless marriage for $500,000 just to afford my little niece's life-saving surgery. But my new husband, Kash, despised me, completely convinced I was a shameless gold-digger after his assets. At 2:00 AM, he called to demand I fulfill my end of our twisted bargain: giving him an heir. He forced me to sign a supplementary agreement surrendering all custody rights before I was even pregnant, treating me like a rented womb he bought at auction. When my niece's condition suddenly worsened and I desperately begged him for a $50,000 advance, he hurled a black credit card directly at my face, leaving a stinging red welt. "Take the money and get out," he sneered, his eyes filled with absolute disgust. He immediately set up real-time transaction alerts to track my every purchase, waiting to catch me on a selfish shopping spree. He thought I was a parasite, completely unaware that every single penny went straight to the pediatric intensive care unit. Even my abusive former guardians cornered me at the fertility clinic, loudly mocking me for selling my body while my niece was dying. I endured the degrading contracts, the cold IVF appointments, and Kash's relentless contempt, suffocating under the weight of his cruel assumptions. Why did he have to strip away my dignity when he already owned my life on paper? But as I clutched the hospital receipt that finally secured my niece's surgery, the fear inside me died. With a new career starting tomorrow and a high-powered lawyer suddenly stepping in to audit my stolen inheritance, I was done playing the helpless victim. I was going to show my arrogant husband exactly what happens when you push a desperate woman too far.”