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Divorcing The Ruthless Billionaire Husband

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 616    |    Released on: 28/04/2026

the empty doorway. The words felt foreign, desperate. "Article seven, section th

d of legal jargon against the hurricane of his

hold, and a cold, mocking smile spread across his face. It was a terrifying sight. He walked

rously soft. "Did you forget whose

almost playful, but it felt like a brand of humiliation. "Do you really think that

could see how long your gambling-addict father

gs. That was her weakest point, the raw, exposed nerve he had always

wasn't just her husba

mocking smile faded, replaced by his usual mask of ind

choed through the cavernous apartment. The sound vibrated in her b

e wall to the cold marble floor. The beautiful anniversary di

all, wrapping her arms around herself, and wept for the

ift in a sea of silent grief, when the shri

as Jarett. A flicker of hope she couldn't e

or the phone, h

it up with t

hard to steady her voice. "Mom

d with the chaotic background noise of a hospital. "Averie! You

a fight... his heart... Oh, God, Averie, he had a

rayal, now this. The two pillars of her mis

. "He needs surgery, right now! But... bu

rom the floor, a new, cold terror replacing the grief. Sh

ilk dress. She just ran, her mind consumed by

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Divorcing The Ruthless Billionaire Husband
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“Averie spent hours preparing a perfect third-anniversary dinner for her billionaire husband, Jarett Sharp. Instead of celebrating, she received an anonymous photo of him intimately holding another woman. When Jarett finally arrived, he didn't even look guilty. "Candida. It's okay. Don't be scared. I'm on my way." He simply took a call from his mistress, shoved Averie aside, and walked right back out the door. That same night, Averie's father suffered a massive heart attack. The hospital demanded a half-million-dollar deposit before they would operate. But when Averie frantically tried to use the emergency medical trust card Jarett had given her, it was declined. Jarett had deliberately frozen her access to the funds just hours earlier. While she begged his assistant on the phone, Jarett refused to be disturbed, busy wrapping his expensive coat around his mistress in the hospital garden. Averie collapsed in the hallway, realizing the man she loved was deliberately letting her father die. In the end, a childhood friend stepped in to pay the bill and save her father's life, while her billionaire husband later pinned her to their bed, throwing a check at her and reminding her he had bought her for three million dollars. Averie didn't shed a single tear. She slowly ripped his check into pieces, left her massive diamond ring on the dresser, and walked out into the cold New York night with nothing but her old suitcase. She pulled out her phone and dialed her old ballet professor. She wasn't just going to leave Jarett Sharp. She was going to destroy him.”