The Tycoon's Awakening: Losing My Wife

Chapter 3

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e pressed a blue gel ice pack hard against her swollen righ

the marble counter, lit up. A loud

as Joy Jacobs. She tapped the green ac

ucked in a sharp breath as

ed instantly, her voice sharp thr

her bruised skin. She recounted the entire

of pure rage exploded

amed. "I swear to God, Camelia

like garbage because he actually believes you're just a gold-digger af

of the penthous

confidential files in the stud

topped dead at the

itchen, echoing off the high ceilings. Every

aw locked. His face tur

area. The air around him f

ge hand snatched the phone r

he red end-call button. Joy

he hard stone counter. The glass scre

ly are you malicious," Duke spat, "but you also s

raight up into his furious eyes. "She is my

d, cutting her off. "You a

e going to stand beside Christabel's bed, and

voice was ice-cold. "I

y single word. "I d

n on the marble island. The wa

bared. "She is too weak to stand, let alone throw

s way out of Camelia's throat.

hread of Duke's control. He reached across t

into her bicep. "Do not t

mpenetrable calm. "If my presence is so offensive, Duke," she said, her voice dropping to a quiet,

. His grip on her arm loosene

e shoved her arm away. "Nice try. You w

he study, grabbed a manila folder off th

alone in the kitchen, slowly rubbing the red,

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“Camelia Drake had only four months left on her prenuptial agreement with billionaire Duke Morrow, living as a glorified maid for his wealthy family. The nightmare escalated when Duke's mistress, Christabel, intentionally threw herself down the marble stairs and later slashed her own arm with a fruit knife, screaming in fake terror that Camelia was trying to kill her. Duke didn't even glance at Camelia's bleeding knee or her bruised spine. He rammed into his wife, cradled the sobbing mistress against his chest, and pointed a furious finger at Camelia's face. "Apologize right now, or I will ruin your career and make sure you leave this marriage with absolutely nothing." The entire family mocked her. When Duke's grandmother secretly drugged his wine to force them together, Duke pinned Camelia to the wall, violently accusing her of being a desperate gold-digger. The second the mistress called with a fake ache, Duke shoved Camelia to the floor and sprinted out into the night. Sitting alone on the freezing floor, Camelia's heart finally shattered and turned to ice. She couldn't understand how a man could be so ruthlessly blind, treating his legal wife worse than a stray dog while worshipping a manipulative liar. The next morning, the mistress texted a victorious selfie from Duke's bed. Camelia didn't shed a single tear. She calmly called back, telling the mistress to make sure Duke got a full STD test. Then, she pulled out her suitcase, looked at her furious, hickey-covered husband with dead eyes, and prepared to walk away from this toxic prison forever.”