icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Winning Back My Genius Wife And Triplets

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 723    |    Released on: 06/08/2026

a firm, polite knock. The butl

quests your presence in the nursery." His voice was respe

of anxiety. He straightened his collar, shot A

eath and followed. Th

unniest room on the ground floor, co

ressed in a dark Chanel suit. It was Camila Rivera. She held a blackwoo

es, the matriarch skipped any emotional pleasantries. She gave Alicia a brief, reassuring nod and immediately instruc

care, Camila turned her wrathful attention to her grandson. There was no he

ure in the room by several degrees. "I hear you're planning to

dma, this is between her and

care what her identity is. I only know that she is my grandson's leg

him. She really didn't know. She had absolutely no idea she had given bir

sed with the family lineage. If just two babies were enough to make the matriarch defend Alicia this

ver, permanently trapped as a mistress. No. Th

ing as she looked at the sleeping infants. She

f the past week, he hadn't e

answer Camila needed. He

led with rage. "Barron Rivera! Do you have any regard for

rought it down hard acros

k! C

hitting his expensive

nt without a sound. It was an unwritten rule of the Rivera fam

lowered their heads,

agined Camila would be so forcef

being publicly disciplined like a misbehaving boy, A

ised the

Alicia rushed forward, sprea

don't!" sh

less than an inch

licker of surprise and ap

back of the woman protecting him. His expr

? The woman he had just h

hment had been sufficient. She turned to Camila. "Grandma, h

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
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.”