Waking Up Married To The Cruel CEO

Chapter 4

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the head of the secretarial department, quickly stepped i

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ident, Kasper didn't

ree hours, and she stood in her high

ring her heels, she would occasionally shift he

btle movement-but

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Waking Up Married To The Cruel CEO

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“I woke up in a cold, unfamiliar bedroom with a splitting headache, zero memories of the last five years, and my body covered in bruises. The man lying beside me was Kasper Avery, the ruthless billionaire I remembered as my sister's fiancé. But he coldly informed me that we had been married for five years, and the four-year-old girl calling me "Mommy" was our daughter. He looked at me with pure, unadulterated disgust. He forced me to swallow birth control pills, made me work as his lowly secretary, and when I tried to resign, he threatened to bankrupt my family's business to keep me on a tight leash. Desperate for the truth, I searched the internet, only to find an old article showing my sister had actually married Kasper's brother. My entire reality was a twisted lie orchestrated by everyone I knew. Why was I married to a monster who clearly hated me? Why was my daughter given my maiden name instead of his? Suffocating in this glittering cage, I secretly called an outsider whose name I found in a file, praying he was the lifeline to my past. "Who is this?" Kasper's icy voice suddenly echoed through the line. He had intercepted the call in real-time. Staring at my bugged phone, I realized I wasn't just a wife, but a prisoner in a digital panopticon-and if I wanted to escape, I had to tear his empire down from the inside.”