His Discarded Wife Is A Rune Genius

Chapter 3

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silhouette into the night. The silence in

thought. She

ing myself a stiff measure of whiskey. The burn in my thro

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Julian Carlisle. I

ty. "About the projection... I'm so

ng the amber liquid in my glass. "S

d. "Is... is

hick with sarcasm. "Just put on a grand performance of leaving me. Prob

ian sounded gen

" I sank onto the sofa, the whole situa

he others I could see in the background of his club. "Let's ma

ther end. They understood.

rvival," I added, leaning into their amusement.

t on the table. I felt nothing. Not even for the child.

lace, and tossed them into the flames. The

ime for her

Daws

quiet, upscale apartment buildi

cle, Robert Dawson, had left me. The securit

bby, the doorman nodding respectf

ent and stepped inside. The spac

ontgomerys here. Only the c

ling as if I were scrubbing aw

d my personal terminal. I navigated to a magical reminder I

Barron's morning

The daily tonic, a complex herbal brew, was somet

on the screen

the delete button. Th

esse

een, I felt a physical weight lift fr

I would liv

to the bedroom. The bed was large and

nightmares, without the gnawing anxiety of waitin

ough a gap in the curtains, wakin

toast and coffee and sat at the sm

an appendage of

st Alaia

the Silverwood Academy alumni directory. My finger

take back every

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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.”