Reborn To Ruin My Billionaire Ex-Husband

Chapter 7

Word Count: 673 | Released on: 27/05/2026

g present. The white room, Lila's mocking laughter, Slade's impotent rage. And in the corner,

ody drenched in a cold sweat, her

living area, her hand trembling as she poured a

om the suite next door. A sound that vibrated th

gned for discretion and silence. To hear anything,

the heavy oak door of her suite and pressed her eye to the

allway. The door to the suite next to her

practiced, carrying a large, rolled-up Persian rug between

gged. A dark, crimson liquid, thick and viscous, seeped through the thick

, stifling a scream, a choked gasp of h

He pulled one off with his teeth, a casual, almost elegant gesture, and used a silk pocket square to meticulously wipe

each word a hammer blow to Seraphina's terrified mind. "Clean this up. I don't want the

lating, utterly ruthless killer. And she was in the

r mind screaming at her to hide, to disappear,

en Thorne stopped. He slowly, deliberately, turned his head. His gaze moved past his men, past the blo

oking rig

constriction in her throat. He

mouth lift. A slow, chilling smile that promised deat

ng the door with a soft thud. She slid down the polished wood, her legs

ien's men turned, alerted

ing acknowledgment. Then, he turned away, his voice smooth and dismissive, ut

r and sharper than any fear she had ev

nd he had just see

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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.”