His Unwanted Wife, The Billionaire's Obsession

Chapter 6

Word Count: 683 | Released on: 02/09/2026

handle, but the lock was

laise, her voice a low, furious snarl

letely ignoring her, as if she wer

From Jace to her family to this man, they all treated h

ressed rage f

with all the strength she possessed

choed in the sile

ed handprint immediately bloomed on his cheek. The car swerv

plosion. She half-expected him to hit her back, and if he d

or a silent moment. Then he

. He just ran his tongue over the inside o

" he asked, h

nned. Her anger, with no target to strike, imp

e just like Jace Landry. A self-important bastard. You t

been waiting for this? For Jace's wife to come

ed at what she thought was

ing wheel, his knuckles turning white

t out a cold, tear-filled laugh. "I am not

d again and slappe

nch. He just took it, his eye

She collapsed back into her seat, and the tea

ter, the betrayal of her husband, the coldness of her family, and t

he car was her own

idn't speak. He just slowed the

nt, pulled out an unopened pack of

let the tears fall, a silent

g breaths, the car was gliding into the unde

killed the engine, but h

d and swollen, the bruises on her neck a v

asked, his voice r

turning her head to

ment. "Ellery," he said, his voice q

ter scoff. "Could

, with absolute certainty, that she wouldn't run. That silent confidence, that se

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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.”