Divorced And Disgraced: My Spectacular Comeback

Author: Priorities

Chapter 1

Word Count: 668 | Released on: Today at 16:15

Ashle

ne. A man's heav

iliar crystal chandelier, its

oat. The world tilted,

wasn't the apartment I shar

gh my lower body. The sound that escaped me was raw,

rom my bare should

cross my skin. A dark st

mach l

e champagne and an unfamili

k fog. The charity gala. Jefferson on my arm, the dutiful wife. My stepsist

inding lights. A man's heavy b

d to le

made me cry out. I gripped the nightstand, knuckles white. Every movement

lutch was open, its contents scattered across the floo

st the burning, stabbing pain that radiated from between my legs

My fingers hovered over Jefferson's

a notification explod

ey Star Jefferson Mann'

high-resolution pho

ssing down on me. The angle capturing the dazed, hu

hone slipped from my grasp

n accident. I

The blinding flas

get out

myself. Every movement was fire. The ache in my thighs, the raw soreness, the sharp twinge

My hand closed around

ronic loc

open before I

k, nearly losi

stood in t

linked intimately t

elling stepsister with the gentle smile. Now her red lips curve

dripped with mock conc

e robe, the marks on my neck, the tear-streaked face

reporters raised thei

e to hear. She tilted her head, pretending to fix Jeffer

. One after another. A re

doorway, too broken to

erything was Falon resting her head on Jefferson's shoulder,

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Divorced And Disgraced: My Spectacular Comeback

Priorities Romance

“I was the dutiful wife of New York's most dazzling hockey star, but I woke up naked in a trashed hotel suite. Before I could even process the tearing pain, a TMZ headline exploded on my phone, showing a high-resolution photo of me in bed with a strange man. My husband, Jefferson, burst through the door with a pack of reporters, his eyes holding no anger, only a cold, satisfied smirk. He tossed a divorce agreement on the rumpled sheets. "I've been sick of you for months, Claire. Sign it, and we're done." I later overheard him on the phone with my stepsister, Falon. They had drugged my champagne, orchestrated the scandal, and even planned to erase my newly discovered pregnancy so they could finally get married. When I refused to sign and tried to expose them, my mother-in-law shoved me into a marble fireplace. I woke up in a hospital, heavily guarded by their men, and was coldly informed that my baby was gone. To force me out without a single penny, Jefferson's lawyer threatened to leak fabricated documents branding my late, beloved mother as the illegitimate daughter of a mobster. To protect her memory, I signed away my entire life and was thrown onto the freezing streets. They thought I was utterly destroyed, a penniless joke who would disappear forever. But they forgot I still held the ultimate claim to my father's corporate empire. I wiped my bloodstained forehead, hailed a cab, and headed straight back to the viper's nest-my stepmother's house. This time, I was coming for revenge.”