The Bizarre Bond: The CEO's Regret

Chapter 3

Word Count: 570 | Released on: 28/05/2026

ser to Julian. Her perfume-tu

spered. "I don't know what I

violent wave of nausea s

nd strode to the window, his hand clamped over his m

ared,

, his back to the room.

lance, he stormed

e mansion. He went straight to Sophie's suite. She was

pen and tossed a manila folder onto h

t the cover. "Di

her face remained calm. S

oice was empty. "You'll get t

e got nothing. She picked up

back?" she asked. A st

That's none of your co

sweet scent of Zoe's perfume o

her mouth, she bolted for the bathroom. The

ful than the last. He doubled over, his body convulsing with dry heaves. The c

ce as white as a sheet. She saw him, ben

by her that it was mak

he vanity and p

But I don't want your penthouse. I don't w

not be finance

reach for the pen, calm and resolved. The nausea claw

the agreement from her hand jus

ed it i

tared, b

is insufficient," he growled. "It's an embarrassment to the

de out, as abruptl

ing amidst the torn p

air. None of it made sense. His eyes fell on a bowl of green apples on

picked one up a

ur juice floo

s vanished

his hand. It didn't make s

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The Bizarre Bond: The CEO's Regret

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“After three years of a cold, contractual marriage, Sophie was finally pregnant, hoping this little life would keep her billionaire husband. However, as she walked out of the maternity clinic, she saw her notoriously fastidious husband tenderly embracing another woman. It was her stepsister, Zoe. Julian threw the divorce papers on Sophie's table, demanding she leave to make room for his true love. Her greedy stepmother and stepfather swarmed in, wanting to drive her away. "Sign the papers and don't get in Zoe's way anymore!" her stepmother sneered. They even tried to sell Sophie to a twice-divorced middle-aged business partner as leverage in company negotiations. Zoe flaunted her victory, mocking Sophie by saying that the password to Julian's private study was her own birthday. For three years, Sophie had endured their neglect and abuse, only to be discarded like trash the moment the real princess returned. Looking at her flat stomach, a chill ran through her. Why should she stand idly by and let them ruin her life with the wealth her mother had stolen? Sophie didn't shed a single tear. She hid the ultrasound images, rejected Julian's settlement offer, and glared at them. "You want me to agree to a divorce? Fine. Give me back the 15% of the company shares you stole from my mother." She turned her back to the gilded cage. It was time for all those who had looked down on her to pay the price.”