Reborn From Heartbreak: The Genius Ex-Wife

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aff the night off, leaving her entirely alone. She let herself in, moving thr

marble island, under a glass dome, sat a per

eir anniversary. She had s

Georgiana had been the golden couple of high society, but when a tragic accident left Heathcliff in a vegetative state, Georgiana refused to sacrifice her soaring career as a p

life, isolated herself from the world, and dedicated every waking second to his recovery. Sh

er own. She gave up coffee for his tea, filled their home with t

usewife trapped in a severe dress. While she had withered away in this silent house, Georgiana had blossomed into a vibrant, dazzling swa

rson moved by her sacrifice was herself. A tear slipped down her cheek a

or no

moment, she felt nothing. Then, with a calm, deliberate motion, she picked up t

with a sof

sleek Rolls-Royce Phantom tore up the driveway. Ada's breath caught. He was ho

boy of the city's elite-a ruthless business prodigy with two degrees from Harvard who had conquered Wall Street by his twe

e laced with habitual distance. He reached out and fl

whiskey and expensive cigars with him. Underneath it all, a scent tha

rgi

day," Ada said, her

ily at the dining table, his handsome face devoid of emoti

it that you don't celebrate it, or you

nt. "Think whatever you want." He walked straight toward th

nyielding back. "Since it's your bi

t stop walking.

ak, pleading woman was gone, replaced by a sharp, unbr

at her as if she'd spoken in a foreign language. He

er eyes, which had always held a plea

ctly formed, "Let's get a divorce, Heat

hcliff Sterling truly saw his wife. The quiet woman was gone. In her place

her eyes and felt noth

where there used