The Unwanted Wife's Secret Billionaire Identity

Chapter 5

Word Count: 516 | Released on: 07/05/2026

ock. The heavy door of the Manhattan penthouse c

dust particles floating in the stagnant air. The faint, comforting smell of

ter bedroom door. He walked straight into the walk-in closet. The corner that

turned and marched back into the living room

e document. Resting heavily on top of

remembered telling his assistant three yea

o the last page. There, in sharp, eleg

ed his eyes. She really ha

papers and ripped them in half. It wasn't enough. He tore them again and ag

voice was ice. "Use every contact we have. I

e a caged animal. He kicked a tall floor

hone rang. Connor's voice

Bradley

rly Hills," Connor stammered. "It belong

ey. He knew Ignacio. That hypocrite was a

g on the streets, but she'd run straight into another man's arms. He kic

aling his driver. "Get the jet ready. Now.

ry, Bradley threw himself into the back seat of a waiting bla

he leather seat, knuckles white. Images of Herminia smiling at that actor

ack. He'd break her legs a

s slammed hard, stopping aggressively in front of

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“For three years, I played the perfect, uneducated housewife to my billionaire husband, Bradley. Then I received a photo of him sleeping in our custom bed, a woman's hand resting intimately on his bare chest. It was my half-sister. When I confronted him, he didn't apologize. He defended her, saying she was just scared of thunderstorms. "You are her sister. Why is your mind so dirty?" I handed him signed divorce papers, leaving with absolutely nothing. He sneered, pointing at the door. "A woman who didn't even finish high school? You will be begging on the streets in a week!" Later, he violently dragged me away from a friend's house, only to kick me out of his car on a freezing, pitch-black mountain road just because my half-sister called crying about a power outage. Standing alone in the dark with bleeding heels, the last ounce of warmth in my heart turned to solid ice. He truly thought I was a helpless nobody who would eventually crawl back to him in tears. He had no idea who he had really married. The next morning, I put on a tailored power suit, walked into the towering headquarters of MY Corporation, and took the Chairman's seat. It was time for him to meet Anna, the mysterious business tycoon he was about to go to war with.”