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His Unwanted Wife Is A Secret Genius

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 785    |    Released on: Today at 09:23

lothes, shifting from Carla, the broken wife, to AURA, the creative powerhouse. She turned her back to the e

sound of expensive heels clicked

little tight. "Welco

ly familiar, and chillingly cold.

went rigid. I

nd imposing, with Everleigh Wade clinging to his arm. Their pre

nd, she saw surprise in his gaze, quickl

uickly, and stepped forward to grab her arm and pull he

out to get divorced anyway, so she didn't bothe

mile on her lips. "Mr. Darien, I'm

atient. "Do we need your money? Do we need

e sn

hole thing, and ne

ttention to her, he'd have notic

n a fraction of his attention. In fact, he thought that once s

expression dripping with disdain. "Work?" he scoffed. "Her

so fueled the fire in her gut. She straightened her spine, a sarcastic cu

ne in the sand between them. "And speaking of whi

that you've decided to get a divorce, you certainly were

one who proposed to her in front of many people. Has

tter anymore. Now, if you're not here to make a pur

gry.She's just an unremarkable salesperson. We're here to see AURA." She then turned to Ca

landed like tiny shards

hat imp

ver here, and he already

before her, a monument to her failure, an

. See? I'm better off without you. He thought this would break her, bu

le is quite full, but we can show you some of the existing pieces." Sh

piece, a breathtaking gown displayed on a central platform. It was a one-of-a-kind creation of l

he last three years designing for herself, a secret project that

red finger at it, turning to Darien

Her first instinct was

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His Unwanted Wife Is A Secret Genius
His Unwanted Wife Is A Secret Genius
“For three years, I played the perfect, invisible wife to billionaire Darien Carlisle, even burying my secret identity as the legendary fashion designer "AURA." But on our third anniversary, while I was curled up in agony from a stomach ulcer, I saw the news: he was buying a diamond necklace for his childhood sweetheart, Everleigh. When he finally came home, smelling of her perfume, he treated me like a tedious chore. "Don't pull any tricks. You're nothing without the Carlisle name," he sneered when I asked for a divorce. I left with nothing, but he thought it was just a pathetic tantrum. He even brought Everleigh to my hidden studio, throwing eight million dollars at me to buy the exact gown I had designed for my own rebirth, just to humiliate me. When my ulcer ruptured that night, I called him in a desperate plea for help. "Are you looking for Dari? He's in the shower," Everleigh's sweet voice answered. He then blocked my number, accusing me of faking an emergency to get his attention, and left me to die on the floor. I finally realized that my unwavering devotion couldn't melt a heart of stone. To him, I was just a worthless placeholder he enjoyed torturing. Waking up in the hospital, the last shred of my foolish love died. I hired a ruthless lawyer to force the divorce, fully reclaimed my empire as AURA, and walked right into his company's most important boardroom.”