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The Genius Heiress Divorces Her Billionaire

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 937    |    Released on: Today at 12:06

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air bite into her skin. She wanted the cold. She needed t

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. Edgardo standing in a military uniform under a brigh

replaced by the sight of his

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f the window. Her stomach viole

her throat. She coughed,

action to the nausea. There was no sadness left in her.

ste out of her mouth.

tal bed, her skin grey and her breathing shallow. Eleanor held Arl

closed

spered to the empty hallway.

the door to th

cked. The silk-wrapped anniversary gift sat on

he massive marble bathroom. S

tall and turned the heavy metal di

the showerhead in

d and shoulders. The shock made her

ing spray. She let the water soak through

his house. She needed to wash off the

ips turned blue. Her fing

a shaking hand and

pped it on the marble floor. She grabbed a thick

sinks. She slammed her han

oded the bathroom. She

t hair clung to her cheek

the bristles through her wet hair. She pulle

until her

, waiting wife was gone. The woman starin

bathroom. She walked to t

She slept alone in that bed for t

heet. She yanked it hard. The sheet ripped away

into the wa

Most of them were pastel dresses and soft sweaters.

e walked to the very

. It belonged to the Monroe family. It had he

in the corner. She pulled out a d

did not need to work. But she never truly stopped. Hidden behind the estate's budget lines was a massive, state-of-the-art private laboratory she secretly funded and

risp white blouse and the grey trousers

nd tied it into a tight, sever

the heavy armor of her true ide

vanity. She picked up

he box into the metal trash can next to the

ed out a piece of heavy, blank legal pa

the paper. She wrote one w

vor

e pen. She left the paper

vintage trunk. She turned her back t

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The Genius Heiress Divorces Her Billionaire
The Genius Heiress Divorces Her Billionaire
“On our third wedding anniversary, my husband skipped our celebration to comfort his fragile adopted sister. When I went to look for him in the middle of the night, I saw them intimately kissing in bed. "She is a spoiled heiress who cannot live without me. Let her wait." He scoffed to his sister, calling me a pathetic, clingy dog waiting for a scrap of attention. For three years, I gave up my career as a top surgeon and managed his estate like a compliant housewife. I swallowed my pride because my dying father desperately needed an experimental drug controlled by my husband's company. But when my father accidentally overheard how my husband humiliated me, the guilt gave him a severe heart attack. Waking up in the ICU, my father grabbed my hand and ordered me to divorce him. When I finally handed my husband the divorce papers on the street, he flew into a violent rage. "If you file these, I will cut off your father's medicine and leave you with nothing!" He threatened me, thinking I would drop to my knees and beg for his mercy. He didn't know that my personal trust fund was the only thing keeping his entire over-leveraged company from going bankrupt. I smiled calmly and executed the secret clause to instantly withdraw my two hundred million dollars. This time, I chose to burn his family's empire to the ground.”