His Unwanted Wife, The Hidden Genius Architect

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ased. The tears that had th

husband. The man I had loved with a quiet, d

sound, completely unhinged. It seemed to u

apped, his brow furrowing in irri

t," she whimpered, playing the part of the magnanimous victim. "

e my "madness" seem mor

from Ethan's furious face to Mia's perfectly craf

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rip on my arm loosened slightly in su

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doing! Stop!" he roa

was a heat-seeking miss

ound of panic this time.

y left hand shot out and clamped down on her wrist, pinning her to the

violent motion,

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sto

, the nurses, the guards

s from the falling debris. Emergency dialysis ports or IV puncture marks. The brutal, brui

was no

arred. Not a single scratch. Not a hint of a bruis

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pled through the onlo

pale, turned the color of ash. Pure, unadulterated

mid-air. The fury on his face collapsed, replaced by a wav

The truth. It was all

scene and physically stumbled, his face draining of al

t, dropping it as if i

rned back to

wn and took the hem of my own sleeve. I pulled it up, p

ast was s

rubble. Deep, mottled bruises in shades of purple and black. Dried blood caked around a

at wound. My fi

still and dead as a frozen lake. I looked right t

ne in that room. My voice was quiet, but i

aid, my voice clear and