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The Unwanted Wife Is A Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 752    |    Released on: Today at 17:00

massive mahogany desk at the Rhodes Group

hoed in his mind

ter, run the plates on the Maybach. Th

is classified. Top-tier federal

ssi

ibly have that level of security. But Augustine's pride was a stubborn

ffee. She tried to lean against his de

ve been worki

shifted away from her touch. "I have a

the chasm opening between them. Her

t what happened with Chloe? Are y

the same face that had once captivate

aid, his voice flat. "I'll

e'd had in three years. The divorce proceedings had been swift and final that morning; she had signed the papers

. Racks of couture from Chanel, Dior, and a dozen other designers l

e woman staring back at her wore a plain, fade

ardened wi

m in a pile on the floor to be thrown away. S

steady hand. A bold red lip. A sharp, winged eyeli

The meek, gentle housewife was gone. In her place stood Chloe Mont

were waiting for her in the breakfast room. A

rage, a cavernous space filled with luxury vehicles, and chose th

meeting

taurant in SoHo. Sienna, a fiery fashion editor, en

s on your freedom, darling!" Sienna

axed smile. She raised her c

"You look incredible! When that bastard sees

not doing this for him, Sie

Chloe told Sienna she was plan

ind, you should have been conquering the world years a

htful look on her face. "I wan

to her lower back, her fingers

your... you know... is it okay?"

hand. "It's fine.

commotion at the restaurant's

her heart giving a s

ess partner, their lunch meeting apparently concluded. F

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“On our third wedding anniversary, I spent all afternoon preparing a perfect dinner, waiting for my husband. He showed up three hours late, bringing his first love along with him. Her hand was resting protectively over a softly rounded belly. Augustine looked at me coldly and announced that she was pregnant and would be living with us from now on. When she pretended to be weak, he ordered me to get her a glass of hot water, treating me like a lowly maid. His mother rushed in shortly after, cursing me as a barren hen and celebrating the mistress's pregnancy. They surrounded her with care, completely forgetting the silvery scar hidden on my lower back. It was the permanent reminder of the kidney I had given him to save his life. Three years of devotion, swallowing my pride, and sacrificing my own body all felt like a cruel, elaborate joke. I didn't feel pain anymore, just a profound, bone-deep chill and overwhelming disgust. So, I calmly demanded a divorce, waived my rights to all his assets, and walked out. Then, I turned on a secret phone I hadn't used in three years and called my billionaire brother. "Brother, I need you to come get me. I'm getting a divorce." This time, I chose to reclaim my true identity and crush him on my own terms.”