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Winning Back My Genius Wife And Triplets

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 793    |    Released on: 06/08/2026

al mask, moved like a phantom through the hospital's VIP wing. H

grabbing her daughter's arm. "You should

ee that bitch's miserable face with my own eyes! And I

d blood was collected," she said, her voice

tiny's voice shot u

he pulled Destiny into a nearby fire escape, the heavy door clickin

r voice a harsh whisper. "Wasn't t

... the tissue typing was a complete failure. The doc

eyes wide with disbelief. "How is that possible? She's my

ghter's. "The doctor said... it would only be imp

humorless, ugly sound. "Are you kidding

led out. "Hillery was your aunt, yes. But Alicia... she wasn't Hillery's biologic

xploded in D

e information. Then, a rage more potent

e echoing in the stairwell. "She tricked us! She made me

n even bigger one-a lie that would have secured her place as the

ed. "This isn't the time. Since th

ut about this! If he knew I orchestrated this w

my plan, so I'll ruin her! She thinks she can use th

stormed down the hall toward Alicia's r

hing California family law statut

lew open w

hurricane, her face twis

! You bastard!" she screa

rotect herself. The laptop flew from her la

own into the mattress. Her eyes were bloodshot. "Why don't

for her. The world began to go dark arou

ed the water glass from her bedside table

and blood streamed down t

d in pain, her

uards, alerted by the noise, burst into the

ediately started screaming. "Alicia! How could you be so vicious? D

estiny's fingers. The screaming and accusations were a chaotic buzz

st

ir faces a mask of false indignation. Her

estiny and asked, her voice low and st

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Winning Back My Genius Wife And Triplets
Winning Back My Genius Wife And Triplets
“I had just survived a grueling delivery, bringing perfectly healthy triplets into the world. But the person who walked into the VIP ward wasn't my husband, Barron. It was his assistant, dropping a thick manila envelope on my bedside table. "Your task as a vessel is complete. Sign the divorce papers and give up the children." The words hit me like a truck. My one-year marriage was just a business contract to breed heirs. Barron's true love had always been my cousin, Destiny. To make matters worse, Destiny burst into the hospital, revealing a secret that shattered my entire existence: I wasn't even a real Barnett. I was an illegitimate child, a fake heiress. Barron looked at me with utter disgust, threatening to ruin me in the media if I didn't abandon my newborns. He even announced his engagement to Destiny on live television, giving her the diamond ring I thought was meant for our anniversary. I had loved him deeply, only to realize I was nothing but a disposable tool. How could a man be so calculating, weighing my life against a hysterectomy while I was bleeding out on the operating table? He stripped away my identity, my dignity, and my babies without a single ounce of mercy. But I refused to be crushed into dust. Looking straight into his cold eyes, I tore the divorce agreement to shreds. With the unexpected backing of the Rivera family matriarch, I wiped my tears and prepared for a brutal legal war. I will get my children back.”