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Swapping Lives With My Cold Ex-Husband

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 698    |    Released on: Today at 18:47

ghter lungs. He squeezed his eyes shut,

he bathroom and over to the nigh

his fingers flying across the screen. "We need a full

ve strides. She reached down and snat

ation of Donavon's voice rumbling in her ches

r his chest. "We have been poisoned or exposed

. If the CEO of the Monroe Corporation walks into a

ors will trigger the incapacity clause within twenty-four hours.

oze. His j

oard had been waiting for three years for hi

s teeth. "What do you suggest? We

e documents still sat. A complic

. "Until we figure out how to reverse this, no

picion. "Is this some kind of trick

me! Do you think I am enjoying being trappe

eeks. He instinctively crossed his arms tighter, sudden

tone shifting into pure business

writing rapidly. He drafted a brutal, ironclad Non-Disclosure Agreement,

the paper

's name, but her hand felt too large and clumsy.

d to practice that. If you sign a corporate docu

to practice acting like a woman

, a sharp, intense pressur

She squeezed her thighs together

looked at her, and a slow, wick

y of your own body?" Donavon asked, his voice dripping with a

un around and practically ran back into the

and muffled curses ec

head. Suddenly, a sharp, agonizing pain

d, looki

f angry, fluid-filled blisters covered the

emory hitting him-Dara standing in the dining room last night, her h

wisting in his gut, a shrill, furio

And she was scre

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“For three years, Dara endured endless humiliation to be the perfect wife to billionaire Donavon Monroe. But on their third anniversary, which was also her birthday, Donavon coldly threw divorce papers on the dining table. He wanted her gone for his returning childhood sweetheart, completely ignoring the blistering burn on Dara's hand-a cruel injury intentionally caused by his brother just hours ago. When Dara tearfully reminded him how she had bled and almost died to save his life three years ago, Donavon looked at her with pure disgust. "I have zero interest in looking at the ugly scars you picked up in whatever slum you crawled out of." He accused her of fabricating a savior complex just to secure a ring, perfectly content to let his mother and brother treat her like a glorified maid. Dara's heart completely shattered. She had sacrificed her life and dignity for a ruthless capitalist who viewed her as nothing but disposable trash. With her last shred of pride, she signed the papers, ready to leave this suffocating nightmare forever. But that night, a freak lightning storm struck the estate. When Dara opened her eyes the next morning, she felt incredibly heavy and her center of gravity was completely wrong. She looked in the mirror and saw Donavon's cold, chiseled face staring back at her in absolute terror. They had swapped bodies. Now, she held the absolute power of the Monroe empire, and Donavon was finally going to experience his family's vicious abuse firsthand.”