The Unwanted Wife's Glorious Comeback

woke up to the sound of the bedroom door

very muscle felt bruised, a physical reminder of th

he sheet around her chest. S

it was a small foil blister pack con

heavy cream stationery. The handwri

ke

ommand. He had to make absolutely sure that the drug hadn't bypa

. She placed the small white pill on her tongue, took a sip of the stale water, and swallowed. It felt

ed in scalding water, scrubbing her skin until it was red. She

ch was waiting in the hallway. He looked

Mr. Finch said quietly. "He instructed the dri

her room, put on a pair of oversized s

ulled out her phone. Her hands were

voice on the ot

ded hollow. "I need you to schedul

ition kicked in. "Elana, what

She hung up and leaned her head ag

ded to be somewhere crowded. Somewhere away from

leather and expensive perfume was overwhelming. She walked over to a rack of dresses, running

It was a bold color. Arabella had only ever worn

he curtain shut. She took off her blouse. She

m his grip. She closed her eyes. A wave of nausea hit her-a side effect of the heavy dose of hormo

k on and walked out of

s one too. Put

he hairs on Elan

ssories counter. She was holding a silk scarf. Her assist

Sister. I didn't see you there." The wo

he handed her credit

rtably close to Elana. She lowered

d. Her eyes gleamed with malice. "I can only imagine how disgusted he must

creaked. How did Evie know? The estate was locked down

ook so shocked. Atlas

talk about last night. But Evie

er head and looked Evie dead in the ey

er, "your performances are much more effective whe

ed with genuine anger. She took a ste

hoed in the quiet boutique. "I'm just trying to be nice! I know you

started. Chloe pulled out her phone an

r. She didn't yell. She didn't defend herself. She just walked p

er stomach cramped violently. The

ng limo. Her phone buz

on Fifth Avenue. D

going through. He only cared about the PR. She locked her phone, curled in