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Divorced And Disgraced: My Spectacular Comeback

Chapter 10 

Word Count: 578    |    Released on: 01/09/2026

Ashle

ations, Miss Ashley. Since your husband... excuse me, your ex-husband can

d awkwardly at her keyboard, clearly recognizing my bruised fac

sued jeans and pulled out the crumpled two hundred dollars I had salvaged

bottle of painkillers, and dropped the meager

itter, biting wind of the New York a

, wrapping my thin jacket tighte

ss people rushed past with hot coffees, and nobody spared a seco

ine, but I forced myself to keep moving. I needed a place

at my fifteen dollars

gone. And my "friends"? They had all stopped answering my call

lated. Just like Sha

lace left. One door

estate on the

her. Falon

y alienated him from me, and then eagerly sold me

y expense. And now, thanks to this vicious setup, her precio

her house. She would be

ely wanted to impress? Molly Donovan had spent years care

homeless stepdaughter without looking like a mon

use her vanit

. I sat in the back seat, staring blankly out the window as the towering skys

thought I would crawl away in sha

my chest. Inside was my father's signatu

eir table, and smile while they picked over the bones of my

ected it, I was going to burn

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Divorced And Disgraced: My Spectacular Comeback
Divorced And Disgraced: My Spectacular Comeback
“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.”