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His Unwanted Wife Is A Secret Genius

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 1073    |    Released on: Today at 09:23

Jenelle declared, rais

against Jenelle's. "To my dead husband." She drained the glas

ication pinged on Jenelle's phone-the eight-million-dollar payment from Carlisle Indus

ded slightly. Sh

ached across the table and squeezed Carla'

sold the foolish girl who owned that

the raw edges of the day's humiliation-and the sting of being stood up at the courthouse

lle was slumped over the table, happily incoherent. Carl

and essential ID were still in the safe at Darien's apartment. She needed them for the filing tomorrow mo

to that place making her skin crawl. But

d still worked. She let herself into the penthouse. The apartment was pi

ing for the study. She was halfway across the living room when an arm shot

sive whiskey and Darien's familiar cologne filled he

appening, his mouth was on hers. The kiss was nothing like the cold, obligatory pecks of their m

with the shock. She struggled, pushing against his

gainst her lips, his voice a harsh ra

her strength, shoved him hard enough to create a sliver of space, and slapp

ng a divorce!Can't that woman satisfy you? You

"What about you? You say you want a divorce, then you run here in

r sides, clenched slightly. She replied irritably, "I didn't get p

hed into her purse, pulled out the copy of the divorce agreeme

appointment this morning. If you don't show up again tomorrow,

in his eyes flickered, replaced by something she c

rriage, she's always be

nd to everyone in his family. She goes out o

she's become a comple

old as ice. She really couldn't wait to get away from him. "Are you serious?" He forced out those

she reached the door, he finally spoke, his voice tight with a r

bs. It wasn't until she was safely back inside Jenelle's pla

efore. It buckled her knees, and she collapsed onto the floor, curled in a fetal position, col

nside, but the bottle wasn't there. With a sickening lurch, she rem

s starting to tunnel. She found his numb

. It was a sleepy, feminine voice, laced with annoyance. "He

s Eve

n she left the a

an eye, he was

ut of her mind to even cons

rla, colder and more painful

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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.”