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Jilted Ex: Married To The Blind Tycoon

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 998    |    Released on: 15/06/2026

hing contrast to the storm raging in her head. He closed the black dossier and handed it to her. "Take

weight feeling like an an

ty. Hayes sat quietly reading his tablet, giving Elliana

some absurd, pseudo-scientific tarot reading. It was in

mocking smirk, his absolute, arrogant certainty that she would crawl back to him because she had nothi

submission. To fight them, she couldn't just be brave; she needed a weapon. She needed an absolute,

of the Marshall family. Hayes's wor

, clutching the file to her chest, and murmured a thank you to the driver.

o large men in cheap, ill-fitting black suits were standing directly in

ng forward to block her path. "Your mother sent us. She'd like you to come

ively diving into her purse for her phone. She knew her mother wa

hone rang. The scre

ice tight but defian

f and embarrassing us! Preston is here, and he is graciously willing to forgive you if you come back and beg o

Preston's smooth, arrogant voice murmu

he cheating fiancé and the vampire mother had formed an unho

ispered, her voice trembling with a ne

then back at the elevator. There was no going

ger thug lunged forward, his mea

ccably tailored suits as Hayes's driver, stepped into the narrow hallway. They moved with silent,

enough to make the large man gasp and drop to his knees in pain. The other Marshall gua

back into the elevator, pressed the lobby button, and descended. The Marshall men flanked her s

d outside. The Bentley hadn't left. It was still idling a

g open. Mr. Hayes was still sitting i

" Hayes said, his calm eyes studying her pale face. "

Of course-Hayes had been waiting, watching through his men on the ground

st time in her life, she felt the intoxicating weight of true power. This

nly solid, safe place in the entire world. Her mother and Preston had just burned her last bridge to

d her chin to meet Hayes's gaze. The fear in her green eyes

, her voice clear and steady in the quiet cabin. "I accep

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Jilted Ex: Married To The Blind Tycoon
Jilted Ex: Married To The Blind Tycoon
“Elliana Castillo spent eight years being the perfect fiancée-the quiet, graceful woman who planned the parties, wore the right jewelry, and never asked questions. Then she saw the video. Her fiancé Preston, laughing on a yacht with another woman in his arms. "She'll just be at home, waiting for me. Like a good little canary in a cage." The words shattered eight years of devotion in a single breath. Elliana walked out that night. No tears. No screams. Just the cold, steel click of her engagement ring hitting the coffee table and the final swipe of her thumb blocking his number forever. But freedom came with a price. Her mother disowned her. Preston's thugs showed up at her door. She had nothing-no money, no allies, nowhere to run. Until the Marshall family came calling. Marry their heir, Julious Marshall. Ten million dollars. Unwavering protection. It sounded insane. A marriage to a complete stranger, arranged by a witch's prophecy about their "fate compatibility." But Elliana had learned the hard way that desperation and opportunity often wear the same face. She signed the papers. Now she lives in a gilded cage-a sprawling estate, designer clothes she didn't choose, and a husband she's never met. The staff speaks of Julious in whispers. The doctors rush into his room at all hours. And at night, through the heavy oak door that separates them, she hears the sound of a piano-haunting, powerful, filled with a pain that echoes her own. Then she finally sees him. Stooped in a wheelchair. His face devastatingly beautiful. His eyes- Empty. Clouded. Blind. The truth crashes down: her husband is dying. A brain bleed, inoperable. And he's been refusing food, refusing therapy, slowly surrendering to the darkness. But Elliana has been a prisoner before. She knows what it feels like to be treated like a fragile thing, a decoration, a canary in a cage. She's done being anyone's canary. She walks through the door. "I am his wife. It's my responsibility to take care of him." For the first time, the words feel true.”