Reborn To Ruin My Billionaire Ex-Husband

Chapter 5

Word Count: 617 | Released on: 27/05/2026

e advanced on her, his eyes

with contempt. "Seraphina, have you forgotten? Everything

folio. Your father is a relic, a sentimental fool, and your brothers are incompetent.

u'll learn soon enough what the name Beaumont means, Slade. It means loyalt

ench. "You're not going anywhere!" he roared, his voice

his grip bruisingly tight. He started to drag

watched him, her eyes cold and steady.

such force it slammed agains

ask of cold fury. Behind him stood four broad-shouldered men in black, their presenc

air, a formidable board member of Bea

Slade's hand crushing Seraphina's wrist, a

rrying an authority that cut through the tens

ing her wrist as if burned. "This is a priva

raphina, his face softening imperceptibly as he gently t

all, grateful ge

yielding mask. "I am here on the direct orders of the Chairman of

her affairs will be handled exclusively by the Beaumont family's legal team. Any further attempts to

arrogance crumbling into sputtering rage. "She is still

Not for long. The divorce papers will be delivered to your offi

tly draped it over Seraphina's shoulders, covering the thin hospital gown.

e Slade. She leaned in, her voice a whisper mean

me has

ackward glance, leaving him

into the wall, the sound of splintering pl

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“Seraphina was locked in a sterile psychiatric facility, treated as a compliant, living blood bag for her husband's mistress, Lila. But today, Lila walked in with a Cartier bracelet and a newspaper, revealing that Slade had orchestrated the complete ruin of Seraphina's family. Slade had used Seraphina's pillow talk to bankrupt her father's company. He tampered with her brother's brakes, framed her other brother for insider trading, and arranged the fatal car crash that killed her mother. Their entire marriage was a meticulously crafted lie to harvest her rare Rh-negative O-type blood to keep Lila and her unborn baby healthy. When Seraphina lunged at her in agonizing realization, Lila simply smiled and staged a fake attack. She watched helplessly as the nurses rushed in and injected her with a lethal sedative. As her heart monitor flatlined, she stared at the white ceiling, her soul consumed by regret and pure hatred. She had defied her loving family for a monster who slaughtered them all. She vowed to the darkness that if there was any justice, she would strip them of everything and make them beg for a death that would never come. Gasping for air, Seraphina opened her eyes. She was back ten years ago, sitting in a luxury hospital room, right as the nurse approached with a needle for Lila's very first blood donation. This time, she smashed the tray to the floor. "Under federal law, drawing my blood without explicit consent is assault." In this life, she would be the butcher.”