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The Penthouse Wife's Ultimate Revenge

The Penthouse Wife's Ultimate Revenge

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1308    |    Released on: 13/08/2026

nderson

, I noticed the master bed

riend Caroline. They were laughing about their secret

scular surgeon. In public, he wa

poke softly, always looking at you with that focused, concerned gaze. He cultivat

slightest sound or light would disturb his sleep. To deal with

And I believed him. I made sure the house stayed quiet. After nine o'

into the guest room, sharing it with Caroline. A few months earlier, she'd need

rtains, and prepared soothing herbal tea for him every night. I thought I

g room adjusting the wedding guest list when I he

t now it was cracked open. I quietly approached the door

the door open a little more

age's oversized shirts, her hands casually draped

doctor, how long do you plan to keep up this 'insomnia' act

rried, my 'insomnia' will miraculously clear up. Then we can slowly talk her into mo

he two of us? In our penthouse?" She emphasi

nthouse was mine. I'd bo

gone, we can really enjoy our lives. No more sneaking around

My body went rigid. Their sweet wor

nia" was an elaborate ruse. It had a

d was take out my phone. I canceled the honeymoon

use-I'd bought it outright, all cash. I listed it as "For

ification popped up on the screen: "Listing successful. E

lly formulated for Gage, using a precious plant essence my late mother had left me. I'd poured my he

to the trash can and dropped it in. The small bottle hittin

ge from the real estate agent: "Cash

om, their laughter still echoing. Caroline, as innocent

fake smile. "Good morn

ashed his signature gentle, charming smile. "Good morning, Eliza. So

y shoulder, and I felt a surge of revulsion. His touch

im-sweet and cloying, Caroline's cheap

g no emotion. Caroline was busy making co

concern. "Eliza, you look a little tired. Everything okay? Gage g

d practiced it a thousand times. "Yeah, honey, just a quick briefing. Caro

e wielded at will. A flicker of unease crossed his eyes, but it was quickl

cing myself to smile, not a si

t's really exhausting. But knowing you're waiting for me-that's what ke

ork is important," I

e vase on the counter and tucked it behind my ear. "Th

so handsome, so perfect-but it felt like a cru

x. Gage needs you to stay strong and happy. Maybe you should take a little trip, clear

, darling. You work so hard, you deserve a good re

isible fleck of glitter on the left l

on snapped completely. The so-call

pocket. I pulled it ou

I'd quietly hired a few days ago, out of d

ord Pregnancy Confirmation Report." My

irming Caroline was twelve weeks pregnant. At the bottom of the report

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“One week before my wedding, I walked into the master bedroom of my fully-paid penthouse apartment and caught my fiancé cheating with my best friend. They were laughing about his fake "insomnia"-the lie he'd used to trick me into sleeping in the guest room so they could have the master bedroom to themselves. Gage was a top surgeon, and I'd sacrificed almost everything to care for his supposedly fragile health. I'd even brewed essential oils from my late mother's precious collection to steady his hands. But behind my back, they were planning to pretend to marry me, then slowly push me out and take over my home. When I confronted them, they didn't show a single ounce of guilt. Gage deliberately destroyed the essential oil my late mother had left me, then violently shoved me against the wall and locked me in the room to suffer the pain and bleeding alone. I had poured everything into building a safe harbor for this man, and in his eyes, I was nothing but a convenient stepping stone. I didn't even bother shedding a single tear. I took out my phone, canceled our honeymoon trip, and listed the penthouse on the market-cash sale, 24 hours. Time to take out the trash.”