Too Late For Regret: The Genius Ex-Wife

Chapter 7

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inst the metal bedframe. She looked up at Cla

in a display of manic grief. "Why should he get to be happy with

im to live the rest of his life knowing his

ds. She backed away slowly, looking a

heavy wooden door flew open, slamming ag

dshot. The veins in his neck bulged against his c

rides. He shoved Clara out of the way

ed around Seraphina's throat. He stood u

instinctively flew up, clawing at his iron gr

ce was a demonic growl. He s

with black spots. She forced the corners of her mouth up in

gh her crushed windpipe. "You couldn

pride, his ego, his fundamental need

he mattress and bounced, gasping violently for air. She cough

n front of Seraphina. "Get awa

wn at Seraphina. The fury in his eyes morphed in

creature I have ever met," he said.

ul throb, but she kept her fac

r," Alistair

mered. "She has severe t

ad. His eyes were dead. "My men will hand

ound of his dress sho

massive private security contractors. Julian dropped an 'Aga

raphina's hand shook, but she scrawled

rward. They grabbed Seraphina

ack against the wall with brutal force. Seraphina looked b

threw a thin cashmere coat over Ser

idor. The hospital staff averted their e

hospital. The heavy steel doors were pushed open.

metal doors slammed shut behind her, the deadbolt sl

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Too Late For Regret: The Genius Ex-Wife

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“I placed the positive pregnancy test on the black marble island, expecting at least a flicker of emotion from my billionaire husband. Instead, his assistant dropped a thick divorce agreement right on top of it. "Laelia is back in New York," Alistair said, his eyes completely dead. "This two-year game is over. Get rid of it." He ordered his private security to book an abortion clinic for that very night. To protect my unborn child, I fled through a freezing maintenance shaft and threw myself off a snowy cliff into a rocky ravine. When I woke up battered and bruised in the hospital, I faked a miscarriage, hoping he would finally let me go. Instead of an ounce of pity, he choked me, called me a vile creature, and had his guards throw me out into a deadly Manhattan blizzard in nothing but a thin hospital gown. As the hypothermia set in, I remembered my father jumping off a Wall Street high-rise, driven to bankruptcy by the very man who just left me and his own blood to freeze to death. For two years, I had played the submissive stand-in wife, mapping out every vulnerability in his empire, but I never expected him to be this ruthless. Just as I was about to lose consciousness in the snow, a black Maybach skidded to a halt in front of me. Inside sat Silas Rhodes, Alistair's biggest corporate rival. I dragged my battered body up and offered him the ultimate weapon to burn my ex-husband's empire to the ground.”