His Unwanted Wife Is A Dying Genius

Chapter 5

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e of the Bartlett Group, Anders stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows. He

copy of the divorce agreement. The sickening feel

own on the intercom butto

pushed the door open. Marcus kept his head down, imm

" Anders ordered, his voice cold and lethal. "Freeze her Centurion

sed to luxury. The second she realized she couldn't buy a meal or boo

d, quickly backing out of the

the office. He didn't even knock. He was s

d. "Are the c

he banks. The supplementary cards and the black card... sh

had always assumed she was using his money

't just ignore your cards. An hour ago, Aretha transferred and liquidated eve

e nearly snapped the expensi

his lungs. She wasn't throwing a tantru

alite, every hotel owner, every contact in New York. If anyone g

he sky opened up. A freezing winter rain began

ted, failing body down th

f a familiar, weathere

ged back into the billionaire lifestyle six years ago, th

front door, the tightly wound string holdin

aline dropped, the p

in her stomach surged

. Cold sweat instantly soaked through her thin

e doorbell. But her vision was already swimming w

mp hit her gut. Her le

collapsed heavily onto the

nst her stomach. A low, agonizing whimper tore from her thr

the chipped wooden door sudden

er, stepped out wearing a faded w

led by the dark shape

of the streetlamp. When he recognized the pale, lifeless face

hand. Empty soda cans clatter

ed, a sound of pure, h

ud. His large, calloused hands shook violently

d toward the inside of the

r of the Finch house became her final sanctuary, shutting

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“The biopsy report slid across the cold metal desk, stamped with a brutal death sentence: advanced gastric cancer. Aretha had exactly ninety days left to live. It was her twenty-sixth birthday, but her phone only rang with a furious call from her husband, Anders. "Do you have any idea how much of a joke you made this family look like today? Post a public apology to Kelli right now." He had completely forgotten her birthday, only caring that she skipped her adopted sister's yacht party. When Aretha dragged her failing body back to the family estate, her biological mother slapped her across the face just for looking pale and embarrassing them in front of guests. Seeing Aretha wasn't submitting to the usual abuse, Kelli deliberately threw herself down the stairs, playing the innocent, depressed victim. Anders rushed in and shoved Aretha brutally against the wall to protect Kelli, while her biological father delivered his ultimate threat. "I am freezing your trust fund. Get on your knees and apologize to Kelli right now, or you won't see another dime." A massive, suffocating sense of absurdity washed over Aretha. She had spent six years lowering her head and begging for their approval, only to be treated like a disposable placeholder. Why should she spend her final days enduring this agonizing torture for people who didn't even care if she breathed? Aretha wiped the blood from her chin and laughed. She publicly severed all ties with her family, whipped the signed divorce papers directly at Anders's face, and walked out into the freezing storm-ready to fight for her own life.”