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Reborn From Ashes: The Genius Wife Returns

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 867    |    Released on: Today at 17:03

ping the black Porsche in sight. It finally pulled over in front of a d

e of the most exclusive and priv

ands fumbled with the cash as she paid Sal. She put on her oversized sunglasses, a flimsy shield again

the white dress had alr

aiting room that looked more like a five-star hotel

them imm

he room. Elisha quickly ducked behind a large

g her back. He was leaning down, his forehead pressed intimately against hers, murmuring something soft a

soft light caught her features, Elisha

s Leb

His college girlfriend. His elite family had deemed unsuitable and forced hi

The nausea that had been a dull ache all morning surged with the force of

m. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing her brea

white scrubs was suddenly at her side. "Y

into a small, empty examination room, helping her

, her voice hoarse. "I'm fi

tley and Amaris. Here. Together. The kindness of the nurse felt like a cr

placed by a hollow, aching emptiness. She had

pped back into the hallway. S

n straight

rotectively around Amaris's waist. They were so close, their head

resting on his chest. It was a picture of domestic bli

hat would shatter her life int

said, her voice a sweet, happy murmur, her hand resting g

of smile Elisha had dreamed of seeing when she gave him the Hermès box. He reached out and

aid softly. "Whatever you want to

ed, looking up at him with adori

d in the silen

ush from his office. The OB-GYN. It all

ch, a reflexive, protective ge

air from her lungs. If Hartley was this ecstatic about Amaris's chi

ver her. She couldn't let them see her.

lished floor. She pushed open the door to the women'

t eaten, but the bitter acid of years of lies. Tears streamed down her face, mingli

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Reborn From Ashes: The Genius Wife Returns
Reborn From Ashes: The Genius Wife Returns
“I was ready to surprise my billionaire husband of five years with a positive pregnancy test. But he came home reeking of cheap vanilla perfume, and the next day, I caught him at an exclusive OB-GYN clinic, tenderly holding his college ex-girlfriend. She was pregnant. When I stood before them, he physically shielded her from me, coldly dismissing my genuine pregnancy nausea as a "pathetic, manipulative act." When I confronted him at home, he didn't apologize. Instead, he screamed that I was a crazy, obsessive bitch. "If your body wasn't so useless, maybe I wouldn't have had to find comfort somewhere else!" He blamed his infidelity on my failure to give him an heir, slamming the door in my face while his mistress flaunted her victory. He had no idea his own child was growing inside the very body he had just called barren and useless. For five years, I had given up my brilliant career as the award-winning designer "Muse" to be his perfect, accommodating corporate wife. I had erased myself for him, only to be thrown away for a parasite. The betrayal and humiliation burned away my despair, leaving only a cold, hard resolve. I calmly wiped my tears, pawned the millions in diamonds he gave me to hire a ruthless private investigator, and decided to keep my pregnancy a secret. Hartley wanted a war, and he was about to face the woman he forced me to bury.”