My Fake Husband Is A Secret Tycoon

Chapter 5 A Supermarket Fiasco

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owd of yoga moms and finance bros. Hayley pushed a shopping cart through the prod

mile on his face. He picked up a small containe

mach clenched. She gently took the container

ude extravagances, Kie

e plucked the truffles from the shelf again and discreetly s

in. If it isn't the happy couple,

d that made Hayley's teeth ache. She

arms crossed, a smug sneer on her face. Brad and Jenna fl

markable jeans. "My god, Hayley. I didn't think you could trade down, but

up a shiny red apple from their cart

Hayley, the organic produce here is terribly overpriced. There's a di

le, her knuckles turning white. She opened

ame when someone's perfume is so strong it over

She unconsciously snif

d. "Watch y

to escalate. With a vicious shove, she ram

lattered on the pristine floor. Hayley stumbled

ward Hayley, her manicured nails

idn't touch Ginger. He simpl

momentum, crashed into a towering p

fall of shattering glass and dark r

ner jumpsuit. She slipped on the slick floor and lan

her side, their faces a m

running over, his eyes wide with hor

, pointing a wine-stained finger at Hayley. "Th

n to gather, their phone

th humiliation and ange

eyes scanning the aisle, and then he looked up. Directly at the

ctly level. "Why don't we check the surveillanc

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“After four years of marriage, my wealthy husband Brad handed me a $50,000 severance check outside the Manhattan Family Court. He linked arms with his mistress, Jenna, who flaunted the diamond ring that used to be mine. "Just take it, Hayley. Take the money and get out of our lives," he sneered, looking at me with absolute disgust. I tore the check into pieces, but my nightmare was just beginning. To access my grandfather's trust fund, I had exactly seventy-two hours to get legally married, so I desperately proposed a one-year contract marriage to a poor insurance salesman I met in a dive bar. When Brad found out, he and his arrogant family cornered me at their estate. Brad mocked my new husband for being a penniless, money-grubbing parasite, while my former mother-in-law slapped me hard across the face, knocking me to the ground. "You are trash, just like your mother," she spat, watching my knee bleed onto the sharp gravel. Jenna gleefully kicked my phone away, shattering the screen and cutting off my only lifeline. Lying there in the dirt, I stared at the broken glass in absolute despair. I didn't understand why four years of quiet devotion had earned me nothing but cruel betrayal and endless humiliation from the people I once called family. Just as I thought I had completely lost, a black Lincoln Navigator slammed to a halt at the gates. My "penniless" new husband stepped out, radiating a terrifying, righteous fury that made the entire Patton family freeze in horror.”