The Tycoon's Wrath: Protecting His Surgeon Queen

Author: Yixi Yuhuan

Chapter 1

Word Count: 716 | Released on: 13/10/2026

rd, a blizzard hit Manhattan. Ellie had called her husband, h

d straight upstairs, only to look through the half-open master bedroom door and see her husband's new assis

rital bed in a fluster. She deliberately tugged at the loose collar of

. There was no anger, only the chilling, numb d

s couple to a pathetic, shattered reality. Ephram's infidelity was an open secret, and she, onc

aid coldly. "Ephram has never b

ital home, bought three year

eyes as she softly explained, "Mr. Olive

seen Ephram i

ing dinner alone at a five-star hotel restaurant when she

face, and screamed at him with a twisted ex

mirror and see what she had become. Then, he wrapped his arm around t

d every fragile thing in sight. Looking at her unrecognizable face

w did she turn into such a

out of this townhouse. Ephra

hortly after, but she didn't expect hi

ce, a wave of cold disgust finally

e demanded, her voice dr

eact, the master bathr

towel wrapped loosely around his waist. Seeing Ellie in the doorway, his patien

her, Ellie," E

ly watered. She shrank b

rembling perfectly on cue. "I accidentally spilled wine on my d

Stark" instead of "Mrs. Oliv

kets of her wool coat. Her knuckles tu

his patience vis

o you have to make a scene out of ever

rved for decent p

d from her pocket, holdi

n onto the black-and-white marble vanity. The

ss the top in bold black letters, the header was

ehearsed expression of distress froze

oking directly at him like a doct

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“"You want a divorce? Fine. Complete an IVF cycle, give me an heir to unlock my trust fund, and I'll sign the papers." In the dim underground garage, my cheating husband gripped my wrist tightly, his face twisted in a mocking sneer. "Stop dreaming, Ellie. Your family is bankrupt! You think if you leave me, some Wall Street billionaire is going to be blind enough to be your knight in shining armor?" Looking at his arrogant face, I felt nothing but pure disgust. For three years of a dead marriage, he paraded his mistress into our marital bed, letting her wear my clothes and carry my bags. When I demanded a divorce, my own vain mother tried to force me back to be his incubator, all for a seven-million-dollar bribe. "I'd rather die than have your child." I looked at him coldly and slammed the "PETITION FOR DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE" right into his face. Infuriated, he tightened his grip on my arm, ready to explode. Just then, blinding LED headlights tore through the darkness of the garage. A custom black Bentley Mulsanne glided silently out of the shadows, stopping inches behind us. The tinted window rolled down, revealing a sharp, lethally handsome face. The most ruthless, untouchable billionaire on Wall Street-Cosmo James. He also happened to be my husband's former best friend. Cosmo's ice-blue eyes locked onto the hand gripping my arm. His deep voice cut through the freezing air like a blade: "Take your hands off her." Cosmo leaned slightly forward, radiating sheer, predatory authority. A cold, ruthless smirk touched his lips. "You asked which Wall Street billionaire is going to be her knight in shining armor." "It's me."”