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Winning Back My Genius Wife And Triplets

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 875    |    Released on: 06/08/2026

Alicia left a short, simple message. "

by security. Just as Alicia was about to pay the driver and get out, the estate's bu

oor with a respectful bow. "The madam

her message. And

iting. The moment the older woman saw Alicia's pale, exhausted face, her stern expres

g as she finally poured out her grievances. "Grandma, I didn't know where else to go," she confessed, tears pricking her eyes. "Ba

boy has entirely lost his mind," she declared, her tone leaving no room for argument. "Dry your tears, chi

oor of the main house. The room was elegant, with a window overlooking a serene lake, but she was in no mood to appreciate the vi

ayed nerves to finally unwind. In a safe, qui

ake by the sound

, bringing a storm of cold fury w

erve!" He yanked her out of the be

just because she's backing you, I can't touch yo

nst his chest. "I didn't run to any

over her. "Or are you just putting on a pity play t

froze on her left

a dangerous ice. He seized her

asked, his voice

before realizing he meant the wedding

t, pale line on her ring finger where the band us

ing?" he repeated, the press

sion angered her.

s voice cracked with disbeli

Since our marriage was a lie, that ring was not

thing inside him. He released her

and even got on his knees to look under the

it? Tell me!" he y

of absurdity washing over her. Why was he

the ring was his property, and s

ldly, watching his perfor

"You're lying! You hid it, didn't you? You're just trying to

c was both pathe

ou're the one who wants a divorce. You're the one trying to take my children for Destiny. Everything I am

taggered back a step, his face a mask of confusion an

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Winning Back My Genius Wife And Triplets
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“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.”