The Unwanted Wife Is A Secret Genius

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s the polished mahogany desk. The black ink o

e fluorescent lights above felt like a physical drill pressing into her skull. Her lungs suddenly forgot how to ex

ice. She pressed her thumb into her palm, the nail digging into the soft flesh

h asked. Her voice was terrifyingly

ned the targeted therapy, the potential surgeries, the gruel

wn the cold, tiled wall of the empty corridor, her knees hitting the floor. She clutched the diagnosis report to

vibrated i

ling hands. It was a text fr

dinner. I have a

n the city. For three years, Hannah had played the role of the perfect, invisible wife. She had given up her own brillian

erfume on his collar. She had seen his phone screen

iley

stress, Carmel Walls. Carmel had destroyed Hannah's mother's marriage, and now, history was repe

e. The sharp pain in her stomach

ardened. She opened her phone browser and typed in two searches: Di

into the garage of the sprawling Cox Mans

ensive cologne and leather. She went to the wall safe hidden behind a paint

business contracts Branden needed to sign for an upcoming

ed out a standard divorce agreement, meticulously filling in the asset division

report and slipped them right into the mid

r phone and dial

rolled the Cox family's finances. She had always hated Hannah, vi

voice crackled through the sp

uisition contracts, Branden needs to sign them tonight. A

ht, triumphant laugh. She thought Hannah was finally givi

e," Dorian said briskly. "Come to my ho

," Hannah said

pers on the desk. A bitter, h

d. Branden walked into the living room, loosening his

ofa, the stack of documents

running a hand through his hair. He did

ushing the papers toward him. "Dorian sa

nah spoke. He dropped onto the sofa next to her, pulling a p

ace remained impassive. She tapped her finger on th

bother reading the hundreds of pages. He scribbled his signature on the dotted lines. He signed

n down. He final

compliment, nor was it genuine concern. It was an accusation. "Don'

ars. She felt absolutely nothing. The love had been

h," Hannah said quie

d, already standing up. He didn't wait for her reply. He wal

fingers gripping the folder. Sh

ne and texted her best

. And I'm get

antly. WHAT? ! I'm c

. Tomorrow. I have th

er bedroom, the door was slightly ajar. She heard Branden's

you tomorrow, Ba

tly, but she didn't make a sound. She walked past the room and entered

ed documents into her bedside drawer. Sh

ight, she wrote: Co

e divorce

inancial co

rn to m

he illnes

jaw clenched until her teeth ached

rapped in the Cox family's web, would only give them ammunition to destroy her faster. She had to bu

on the cold bed, fully clothed, staring at the ceili

was adjusting his expensiv

g to see Dorian today," she said. "I've

r forming on his lips. He thought she w

n scoffed, opening the door. "Just don

the door

up her car keys, her knuckles w

ere in thir