Torn Papers: My Bankrupt Military Husband

Author: Zhao Da

Chapter 1

Word Count: 776 | Released on: 18/05/2026

oke up

of the sofa. She clawed at her throat, desperate for a

brain. She squeezed her eyes shut. The pain was a phys

her eyes open, her visio

ving room. Cardboard packing boxes were stacked haphazardly against the

led, cold and hea

he had somehow awakened in this stranger's body, inheriting her chaotic existence. She was now the notor

rom beneath her palm. There was a heartbeat there. A life. The original host had planned to use thi

g penniless and alone in a gutter, a grim future that fla

ed breath. The air smel

ewrite this miserable destiny. She needed the Sterling f

tsteps echoed from

silence of the townhouse l

g stepped into

e a wrinkled military uniform. His broad shoulders were rigid. His jaw was clenched so tight

yes locked onto Josie. There was no warmth in

pulled out a thick manila envelope an

h glass. It stopped exactly two in

is voice was raspy, stripped of

apers spilling from the envelope. Divorce

van stated, his voice dropping an octave. "And t

The sheer size of him swal

hal, "you leave the child alone. You have the baby

re clenched so hard they shook slightly. Beneath the cold, terri

brushed the crisp edge of the divorce p

with a sharp breath. He was physically bracing himself for her

rms were incredibly generous for a family facing tot

to the glass table. The heavy

ack to her. His dark brows

o satisfy your appetite, J

d her spine straight. She smoothed the wrinkles from her

ostile eyes. She didn't blink. She o

k her he

losing the distance. "What

was steady, lacking any of the original host's shrill hysteria

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Torn Papers: My Bankrupt Military Husband

Zhao Da Romance

“Josie woke up gasping in a ransacked 1970s living room, trapped in the body of a notoriously vain, gold-digging wife. The opulent Sterling family was officially bankrupt and politically dead. The original host's grand plan was to use her unborn child to extort a massive divorce settlement from her terrifying military husband, Donovan. But fragmented memories showed Josie the grim reality of that choice: she was destined to be conned, dying penniless and alone in a freezing gutter. Now, Donovan stood towering before her, his dark eyes filled with absolute disgust. He tossed a thick envelope of divorce papers onto the glass table. "Sign them. You leave the child alone, and you walk away." The ruined family watched with bated breath, fully expecting the spoiled socialite to take their last hidden funds and abandon them to a brutal exile in a Pennsylvania rust-belt factory town. Josie knew the cold truth. A meager settlement couldn't protect a pregnant woman from DC's ruthless political vultures. She refused to let that miserable, lonely death become her reality. Staring directly into Donovan's hostile eyes, Josie picked up the heavy legal documents. With a sharp, deliberate motion, she tore the divorce papers cleanly in half. "I'm not getting an abortion, and I am staying as your wife." She was going to rewrite this destiny, but before they boarded the train to the rust-belt, she had one last score to settle. She would use her formidable husband to terrorize her hypocritical biological family and take back every penny they stole.”