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Reborn From Heartbreak: The Genius Ex-Wife

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 595    |    Released on: 27/05/2026

ng on the carpet. Chloe started to rise, but Ada shot

throng of bodies toward the back of the club. The pressure on her wrist was excruciating,

her inside, letting it slam shut behind them. With a final, angry shove, he threw her against

e was inches from hers, his eyes blazing with a mixture of possessiveness and fury. "Ada Ko

ightening. "That dress is dangerously short. Is this how desper

ovocative smile. "It seems to be working, doesn't i

atching on his trouser leg. She let her foot trace the line of his calf, her

voice dropping an octave as he felt t

s curving into a mocking red arc. "My legs

ous wife was gone. In her place was an enchantress, clear-eyed and fearless. "You've become

n physically... indisposed... for so long, I'm simply taking care of them elsewhere. We r

ision. His face contorted, a flash of u

you used to touch my sister," she ad

first time, he saw her pain as something real, not a game. But his pride was a fortress. He leaned in closer,

ced by a look of profound, pitiful amusement. She raised her

er all, I have no interest in what a man who can't even satisfy his own wife does w

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Reborn From Heartbreak: The Genius Ex-Wife
Reborn From Heartbreak: The Genius Ex-Wife
“I am the Sterling family's "disposable" wife. For three years, I played the perfect, invisible wife to Heathcliff Sterling, swallowing every insult and giving up my entire life just to earn a shred of his affection. My reward? On our third anniversary, I found him in a luxury suite, wrapped around my ballerina sister, Georgiana. My parents sneered, "Georgiana is a swan; you're just the mud beneath her feet. You should be grateful you were even allowed to be her placeholder." My husband spat, "You're an uneducated parasite. What good are you besides spending my money?" Everyone waited for me to crumble. Everyone waited for me to beg. They were wrong. When the once-timid placeholder finally tears off her mask and returns with a plan to dismantle their world, those who mocked me, betrayed me, and looked down on me will finally learn the meaning of fear. Divorce? Absolutely. But I'm not just leaving-I'm leaving behind a reason that will destroy his reputation. Spending his money? Naturally. I'll drain his accounts until he's nothing but a laughingstock at every gala he attends. "Heathcliff, are you finished playing?" I swirl my wine, watching the color drain from their smug faces. "Because now, it's my turn."”