Divorced Him, Married My Best Friend's Brother

Chapter 6

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the top step of the porch, took a deep, steadying

y. She walked into the dining room, pulled a fresh copy of the divorce agreement from her handbag-she'd print

se that had been a lie from the start. With a smooth, deliberate motion, she slid the ring off her finger. There was no hesitation, no

. Her eyes held no love, no hate. Only a vast,

ential downpour. The rain soaked through her clothes in seconds, cold and relentless. She didn't have an umbrella. She didn't run for her

ion blurred. She couldn't tell if it was the rain or her tears. Her mother's locket, her husban

ckled. She w

ger door opened. A tall man emerged, holding a large black umbrella. He wore a black suit, tailored close to his frame.

r best friend,

her from the storm. Chloe looked up. Through the curtain of ra

rain. The calm in his dark eyes shattered for a second, replaced by somethi

nd rough, as if it had traveled acros

itched forward. Dante dropped the umbrella without a thought, his arms shooting out to catch her, pullin

aced with a barely concealed regret as he lifted he

uniquely his, Chloe's consciousness began to fade. But for the first time in what felt like an eternity, a profound sense of safe

penthous

nte looked down at the woman sleeping in his arms, the fa

ssion tur

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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.”