His Unwanted Wife Is A Secret Genius

Chapter 6

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his voice a low rumble in the main studio. The moment he was gone, Everleigh's

ht?" she asked, her tone

ins from the floor, n

here a while. Do you

n met her gaze in

usband really likes the design of this wedding dress. He wants to order it for me permanently. But I prefer a custom-made dress. If possible, coul

ound it

l that she and Darien weren't divorced yet,

a figure, tore out the check, and slid it onto the vanity counter in front

t, an insult. A small, humorless smile touched her lips. Darien's

her tone cold. "Your husband seems quite capable. He should b

sides, this is confidential information." she s

u slept with my husband for three years, you can keep him for yourself forever!" Her voice rose, becoming

ng with Everleigh was pointless. Sh

t there!" Ever

ack in. He took in the scene: Everleigh with tears

"Dari, she was being horrible to me! I just asked a simple

d with a familiar, weary disappointment. "Carla Dudley. It seems leav

as useless. "If you're finished, please fee

pace, she found her assistant, Chloe, and spoke to her in a low, urgent whisper. Chloe

erged. Everleigh was still complaining, insisting that she

Chloe. "Tell AURA I'd like to speak

pained sympathy. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Carl

ow furrowed

ratorial whisper. "AURA never meets with clients in pers

n asked, his curiosity

of gossipy sadness. "Her husband... he

Darien and Everleigh both stare

The image intrigued Darien. It added a layer of tragedy and depth to

" he said, his tone softening slightly. "I

ut, she turned to Carla and

spreading across her face. Yes, she thought. AURA's husband was dead. He had

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His Unwanted Wife Is A Secret Genius

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“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.”