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The Unwanted Wife Is A Genius Zillionaire

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 457    |    Released on: 19/08/2026

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The Unwanted Wife Is A Genius Zillionaire
The Unwanted Wife Is A Genius Zillionaire
“For seven years, I played the perfect, invisible wife in a contract marriage with Darrel Stark, the famous hockey captain. That illusion shattered the night he rushed his brother's fiancée to the ER for a "pregnancy scare." Instead of explaining, my husband demanded I release a public statement to cover up their affair. When I refused and handed him my divorce notice, his family retaliated by trying to forcibly move his mistress into my home. The final straw came at an exclusive VIP dinner. His mistress faked a trip, sending a tray of scalding soup flying toward us. Darrel instantly lunged to shield her with his body, leaving me to get burned by the splashing liquid. While she squeezed out fake tears about "losing her baby" from the shock, Darrel and his friends aggressively cornered me. "Apologize to her," Darrel demanded, his eyes full of pure hatred. I stared at the man I had secretly loved for seven years. He treated my pain as absolutely nothing and a liar's tears as gospel. How could he be so blindly devoted to a manipulative mistress while treating his legal wife like disposable garbage? He didn't even know I had secretly given birth to our daughter five years ago. I didn't cry, and I didn't beg. I just laughed. Right in front of his elite inner circle, I shredded our marriage contract into pieces and mercilessly exposed her fake pregnancy stunt. It was time to stop playing the pathetic wife, leave this toxic family, and return to my true, powerful identity.”