Escaping From My Ruthless Billionaire Husband

Chapter 8

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lades were already lined

trench coat flapping in the cold wind. H

SUV. The heavy door slammed shut, seali

erous mountain roads, eating up the miles u

nger seat said, looking at a tracker. "She left the clini

ordered. "Keep

local businesses having locked their doors hours ago, leaving the sidewalks empty in the freezing night. Bryant's tech te

window. The sight of the poverty-stricken town

Wheeler family's ruthless corporate sabotage, driving her

death filled Bryant's nose. His eyes

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c glass door

g a cheap, puffy winter coat. Her

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s Jan

with discount toilet paper and cheap appl

pped from her fac

cal shock to his system. It was massive, stretch

tation of her betrayal. She had def

rage and a bizarre, twisted jeal

e cold. A tiny, microscopic needle of pain pricked his heart, but

the corner. She dropped the bags and

t in slow, soothing circles. She bowed her head, her li

al devotion was the ult

e off and threw

in," Brya

y roared across the street like a pack of wol

rcle around the bench, cutting

lights flicked on,

p to shield her eyes, her

ked open. A polished, custom-leather

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“Janelle was trapped in an ironclad marriage to a ruthless billionaire, forced to endure his obsessive control just to pay off her family's debt. The fragile nightmare shattered the day she discovered she was pregnant. Bryant hated her family's bloodline. When she carefully tested the waters about having kids, his dark eyes locked onto hers with cold disgust. "If you ever get pregnant, I will strap you to a table and watch the doctor scrape that bastard out of you myself." When an ultrasound photo accidentally slipped from her bag that night, Bryant flew into a murderous rage. He locked her in a room and ordered his private medical team to arrive the next morning with a full surgical setup for a forced abortion. Desperate to save her child, Janelle slashed her own arm with broken glass, knocked out the guard, and fled into the freezing night to hide in a remote mountain town. For six months, she lived in poverty, making organic soaps for cash just to keep her baby safe. She couldn't understand why he wouldn't just let her go, or why his twisted hatred meant he had to ruthlessly hunt down his own innocent flesh and blood. But a single emergency contact form at a local clinic exposed her location. At seven and a half months pregnant, as she walked out of a dollar store, three armored SUVs suddenly boxed her in, and the devil himself stepped out of the shadows to drag her back to hell.”