Trapped By My Husband's Dangerous Brother

or, Eleanora forced her trembling l

, sporting a small bandage on her f

ern. "Did you see them? It was Krystal! That bitch ran the red light and crashed into me! And worse...

hollow but frighteningly calm. She swallowed the ta

incing from her whiplash. "I'm going to ma

n with firm hands. "Not now. I need absolute secrecy to

olve in Eleanora's eyes, Chloe

and putting her safely in a cab, Eleanora fin

't come hom

r crisis was a nightmare. I was up all night in the boardroom. I miss you and our little one so much. I'll pick up

a surge of sweet warmth, pitying her hardworking husband. But now, looking at t

hospital ward, wiping the tears of his childhood sweeth

sonous thorn; every "miss

logist, she knew that alerting a narcissist too early was a fatal

"Don't work too hard, honey. The baby and I are w

as completely empty. She threw up all the illusions of her perfect marria

the chat window of the

ymous client who had provoked her

oxic sweetness. "I had a terrible car accident last night. But it w

f ice. She played along, typing ba

stayed by my side all night. He was crying, Doctor. A man who controls Wa

p in rapid succession, eage

ng. He lied and said he was up all night dealing with a merger, and promised to buy her some cheap strawberry c

gers paused ov

berry

pathetic illusion she might have harbored. The anonymous client was undoubtedly Krys

. The betrayal had burned through her grief,

an who can so easily abandon his pregnant wife with a cheap cake can just as easily abandon you when your novelty

active roster, but not before screenshotting every single word for her own hidden files. She wasn't goin

ptop, her phone buzzed wi

e massive joint account

ted. Payee: Powell Family Trust /

her, he was casually siphoning their marital assets to set up a trust fund

The last shred of her broken h

ssed Edward's contact, and di

ught he had at home. "I need you to quietly initiate a forensic audit on all of Edward Bradford's assets, especially