His Unwanted Wife, The Billionaire's Obsession

Chapter 3

Word Count: 769 | Released on: 02/09/2026

nease warring with his anger

r neck. The faint, purplish marks there, not yet

e erupted inside him. He considered Ellery his property. Eve

to a dangerous growl. He grabbed her chin, forc

immense, but the mockery in

ury, and found it utterly pathetic. He brought his

st the wall, his large frame trapping her. "Spea

aring at the fabric, searching f

with his violation, a desperate courage born of disgust rose in her chest. She had

ard hers, Ellery spoke, her voi

ou really w

topped him cold. He stared at

night," she said slowly, enunciating every word

always controlled her finances completely. The

loser, her lips brushing his ear, and

she whispered, the sound for his ear

isting the knife. "Congratulations, Jace. We might bo

ved her away from him as if

ide with a mixture of di

oice trembled with a rage so

ching his horror with a grim satisf

ght have a sexually transmitted disease. If you've touched me recently... oh, I'm sorry. I forgot

ect, pristine life being tainted by something so.

his lips moving, but no words came o

om his throat. He stumbled backward, away fro

retching echoed from

with a pathological fear of imperfection l

emptiness. She stood up straight, smoot

uitcase and calmly

o the heaving man inside. "Jace, my lawye

her suitcase out of the room, out of the gild

silence, their eyes darting from her to the sou

ding sunlight. It felt like a rebirth, and als

long, manicured driveway, her s

harp, explosive sound of expensive porcelain shatteri

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His Unwanted Wife, The Billionaire's Obsession

Marnie Nomura Billionaires

“I sold myself to a stranger for fifty thousand dollars just to pay for my daughter's funeral. When I returned to my gilded cage of a home, my husband, Jace, was already moving his mistress in. He didn't even know our daughter was dead, still using her medical bills to threaten me into perfect obedience. "Don't forget, Lily is still waiting for a bone marrow match. Are you sure you want to make me angry?" To escape him, I lied and told him I caught an STD from the man I slept with. Disgusted, Jace threw me out into the freezing Chicago night. My own parents shut their doors on me, terrified of losing his financial backing. Homeless and broken, I was suddenly picked up by the very man who bought me-Blaise Hawthorne, my husband's most dangerous billionaire rival, who saw the bruises on my neck and took me in. But Jace's fragile, narcissistic ego couldn't handle his property walking away. He tracked me down, refusing to sign the divorce papers unless I agreed to one final humiliation: serving as a lowly assistant to his mistress at a prestigious antiquities gala. He thought this public degradation would finally break me. Instead, I calmly accepted his deal, stepping onto that glittering stage to expose his true love as a complete fraud in front of the city's elite, officially beginning my revenge.”