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His Discarded Wife Is A Rune Genius

Author: Maiga Ardeni

Chapter 1

Word Count: 812 | Released on: Today at 17:08

Daws

on, I'm ve

l sympathy. It was the voice of a man deliver

viable. It was a co

he hospital room, each one a hammer bl

m the starched white sheets into my bones, a linger

black I couldn't decipher. Data. Curves. None of it looked like a

ails a desperate anchor to the present moment. A confir

Furthermore, due to the damage from this incident, your c

f the monitor beside my bed seemed t

acked, splintered in

hat "extremely low" meant, but my th

t, professional

choing down the empty hallway, le

change the IV bag. Her eyes, unlike the doctor's

er nurse just outside my door.

usband is Archon Montgomery. You'd

ere needles in my ears. I squeez

s were the drip of the IV and

self up. My personal terminal lay on the bedside

n Montgomery

but to a wall of sound-loud music, lau

cut through, sharp with impat

ength. "Barron..." My voice was a r

et a glass down on a hard s

tomb. "I see. These things happen. Res

a transaction. My heart, a

nd the call, my screen f

request from Juli

s best

numb finger brushed aga

sharp and vivid, material

a. A blonde woman, Erica Beaumont, his first love, was

ing something in her ear that made her lau

seconds before it vanished. Juli

seconds w

rned onto the ba

emor wracked my body, not from cold, but from a

ost our

owing a welcome-home p

ut they weren't tears of grief. They

My gaze, reflected in the dar

ody, and ripped the IV needle from the back of

ge. This on

as o

n the hallway, I walked out of the roo

ed cage they called home. I w

I was goin

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His Discarded Wife Is A Rune Genius

Maiga Ardeni Werewolf

“I was lying in a cold hospital bed, having just suffered a complete miscarriage. The doctor casually informed me that my chances of ever conceiving again were extremely low. Trembling, I called my husband, Archon Barron Montgomery, hoping for just a single word of comfort. Instead, a wall of loud music and laughter came through the line. "What is it? I'm busy." When I whispered that our baby was gone, his voice was colder than a winter tomb. "These things happen. Rest up. I'll have Adrian handle the bill." Before I could even process the heartbreak, a magical projection accidentally popped up on my terminal from his best friend. It showed Barron on a lavish balcony, leaning in and intimately laughing with Erica, his first love. He was throwing her a grand welcome-home party while I was alone in the hospital losing our child. For two years, I had given up my career as a runic tech prodigy to be his invisible, dutiful wife, managing every detail of his life. Yet to him, I was nothing more than a disposable servant he could easily replace. Staring at the screen, my shattered heart turned to ice. I had lost my baby and my future, only to realize my marriage was just a pathetic, one-woman show. The sheer humiliation and grief twisted into a pure, potent rage. I ripped the IV needle from my hand and walked straight out of the ward. That night, I signed the divorce papers, packed my secret research notes, and used a mana cutter to slice my enchanted platinum wedding ring right in half. It was time for the Archon's obedient wife to disappear, and for Alaia Dawson to take back her throne.”