Divorced Him, Married My Best Friend's Brother

Chapter 5

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It echoed in the sudden silence of the grand foyer, ea

d on the wreckage below. Among the twisted si

ture she had of her

tching her wrist and starting to sob theatrically. "

ked in, his face etched with exhaustion. He took in the chao

oing on?"

nd threw herself at his feet. "Elliott, you're back! I was just trying to ta

o stood motionless on the stairs, her face a blank mask

ing her behind him in a protective gesture. The

Taking your anger out on a gues

o absurd, so grotesquely unfair,

to the triumphant smirk on Clio's behind him, and

rage, and the heartbreak coalesced into

at a time, each footfall feeling li

tt felt a strange, unfamiliar flicker of

of debris and slowly knelt, her hand tremb

cut through the air. "It's just a broken necklace! Is it re

e to her feet and finally looked directly at Elliott. Her eyes

perfectly enunciated drop of venom. "Th

his expression shifted, a fli

from behind him. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I d

athetic apology w

e mo

osing the distance between t

eafeningly loud. It cracked throu

dprint blooming on his cheek. He was utterly stunned

ief. In their world, Chloe was the gentle, submiss

a strange, cold satisf

r of the room as she stared into Elliott's shocked eyes, "w

e tiny photograph in her fist, turned her back on him, and wa

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Divorced Him, Married My Best Friend's Brother

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“Chloe Beaumont was the flawless Mrs. Santana, the envy of New York's high society. For three years, she played the perfect, radiant wife to her wealthy husband, Elliott. But at a glamorous Met gala, the illusion shattered. She found Elliott hiding in a secluded lounge, passionately kissing his "long-burned-out" college flame. Fleeing back to their estate in silent devastation, she poured out the warm milk her mother-in-law forced her to drink every night-only to notice a strange, sharp herbal scent. Feigning sleep, she overheard a chilling conversation outside her bedroom door. "To make Chloe infertile, that's too much..." Elliott hesitated. "Clio is pregnant. That is the heir our family needs," his mother hissed. "Until she has outlived her usefulness, you will keep her calm. We still need the prestige her Beaumont family brings." They had been secretly drugging her to destroy her body. When the pregnant mistress later flaunted herself in Chloe's home and deliberately shattered her late mother's only memento, Elliott fiercely defended the mistress and blamed Chloe. Her blood turned to ice. How could the man who vowed to love her conspire with his family to render her barren and steal her legacy? The gentle, submissive Chloe died that night. Leaving the signed divorce papers and her wedding ring on the dining table, she walked out of the golden cage. With the backing of a powerful childhood protector, she was going to take back her empire and make them pay in blood.”