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Shattered Vows: The Unwanted Wife Returns

Chapter 3 Undercurrents and Weaknesses

Word Count: 786    |    Released on: 28/05/2026

agship luxury hotel brand, "Carlyle Crown." The meeting room wa

licked on the last slide of his presentation. A large

Morgan as a brand ambassador. Her social media

lanced at Chloe, then quickly looked away. That unspoken reality-they propo

fectly trimmed finger. The rhythmic tapping was the only sound that broke the tense atmosp

the actual conversion rate of her sponsored posts? I n

through the notes-he

pronounced

Ms. Morgan's public image...... Changeable. Find me some

gic. No one could refute it. She skillfully used the imperson

, Elizabeth walke

assistant said he already knew your

loe's eyes. Julian certainly didn't object. He never cared about those women thems

, Julian hung up the phone. Hi

t perfectly. She showe

d, she acted as if Jessica Morgan were a complete stranger, a mere entry on the budget sheet. This thorough, professional indiffe

Lexus, drove through city traffic, and arrived at a secure apartment building guarded by guards in the Upper East Side. This a

ly pleasant. When she took off her high heels at the door, she felt the "armor" of the day begi

om

om and threw herself into Chloe's arms. Chloe knelt down, hugged her daughter tightly, a

Nanny Maria called out from the kitch

and walked into the living room

as spread out. The cover featured a full-page ph

anders, this was given to the wrong per

finger was pointing at the man in the photo. She looked up at Chloe-tho

s clear as a bell. "I

lungs. She knelt down, gently stroking her daughter's hair, her min

e woman clinging tig

does she want t

to this perfect, innocent child? In her daughter's eyes, she saw a simple and pure long

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Shattered Vows: The Unwanted Wife Returns
Shattered Vows: The Unwanted Wife Returns
“I married into the billionaire Carlisle family, not for love, but because my rare genetic markers were the only cure to their dynasty's hidden curse. But my husband, Julian, despised me. He believed I had blackmailed his family to drive away his true love, and in a drunken rage, he shoved my heavily pregnant body down a flight of marble stairs. "Maybe it's for the best. This child should never have existed." He sneered coldly, walking away as I miscarried one of our twins in a pool of blood. Five years later, I secretly raised our surviving daughter and became his ruthless corporate shield. When a massive cheating scandal involving his new mistress threatened the company, I orchestrated a flawless PR miracle to save his empire. In return, I swallowed my pride and begged him for just one hour to attend our daughter's school play. Instead, he mocked my "imaginary child", hit me with his car, and left me bleeding on the concrete floor. Sitting alone in the dark with my bruised knees, I listened to the dial tone after he cruelly threatened to terminate our marriage. I had given him the cure to his bloodline and shielded his legacy, yet he couldn't spare a single ounce of humanity. The last faint ember of hope I held for my daughter's father was completely extinguished. I wiped away my tears, finally ready to tear down the empire I had protected.”