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His Unwanted Wife Is A Genius Scientist

His Unwanted Wife Is A Genius Scientist

Author: Mu Xiaoai
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1495    |    Released on: Today at 19:53

is eyes fixed on the clipboard in his hands. "The fetal

ned her throat. Beneath the thin hospital blanket, her lower abdomen ached with a dull, hollow throb. Her righ

h, feeling the cold air

n, cracked at the edges. "I called his private line ten

rimmed glasses, his gaze dar

mured, his tone stiff with professional discomfort. "He stated that Mr. Baker is

rained from her fingertips, leavi

orporate

soft vibration. It was an automated notification from Instagram, flagging

ngers trembling slightl

nter of the frame stood Aaron Baker, wearing a crisp linen shirt unbuttoned at the collar. He was

is widowed sister-in-law, whose h

iological daughter. Charline was wearing a matching ivory

family getaway. Thank you for

ding ring was missing. Only a faint, pale indentation remaine

in her throat. Three years of marriage. Three years of managing his Long Island estate, running his h

en a rehearsa

her phone clutched in one hand. When she checked Aliana's vital signs, she reminded her that

y," the **head nurse** explained gently. "Your doctor will determine whe

have any desire to leave the hospital just to return to an empty marriage. F

medication, attending her follow-up examinations, and allowing her body the time it needed

and called her best friend Maya. Her voice was calm as she said, "Maya, please

ding dates, financial details, and every suspicious incident she could remember. She wou

ut she knew one thing with absolute certainty: she would no lo

soft click of the room door. Assuming she was asleep, **the head nurse** entered quietly to check the IV lin

e** stepped into the corridor and pu

ain if not for the name that rea

inters. I u

ine W

ion. Why was the head nurse speaking to Charline about her care? What business

llow. Her fingers closed around it, and she unlocked the screen as quietl

red her voice, apparently convinced

cted," she whispered into her phone. "The original surgical chart will not ap

rs tightened a

inat

ed far beyond what a grieving sister-in-law should reasonably expect. Now she was hearing a hospit

rriage? And why had she been able to give instructions about

nd demand answers, but anger would accomplish nothing if it cost her the o

the general system is concerned, there's nothing for him t

ead nurse** murmured, "Of course, Ms.

he corridor. Only then did she stop the recording. She saved the file under a neutral name a

, but her thoughts h

tion about her pregnancy and surgery. Charline had enough influence to reach into the hospital, and the head nurse was willing to coo

the proper channels, and find out who had authorized the restrictions. She woul

baby, Aliana felt something other th

nd whatever time it took to uncover the truth and dismantle the co

d her eyes again. She listened as **the head nurse** checked her monitor

believe she had

moment sooner. She would recover properly, get her affairs in or

tly for him to come home. Charline Winters evidently believed tha

re both

Baker estate in Long Island, she would

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His Unwanted Wife Is A Genius Scientist
His Unwanted Wife Is A Genius Scientist
“Charline stole her husband. Charline stole her fortune. And in the pouring rain, Charline staged the performance of a lifetime- "Aaron... she pushed me... all because I asked her to come home..." And the blind fool-her own husband-cradled his mistress in the mud and roared at her: "You psychopath!" Aliana stood at the top of the stairs, rain soaking her dark hair, and she smiled. "Aaron Baker, that is the last time you will ever raise your voice at me." "And you,Charline. Enjoy your stolen life while it lasts-because I am taking everything back." She turned, walked through the rain, and stepped into the armored Maybach waiting for her. Inside sat the most dangerous man in the Watts empire-Clarke Watts. He draped a cashmere towel over her soaked head and dried her hair with his own hands. He handed her a deed: a Level-4 bio-research facility in New Jersey, operating under her name. He handed her a court order: divorce petition and patent injunction, filed and served. "Aaron will burn through his private security trying to harass you," Clarke said, leaning back into the leather, his dark eyes calm as a frozen lake. "My estate is the one square mile in New York he cannot touch." Everyone thought Aliana was a discarded wife, thrown out with nothing. No one knew she held the core patents the Baker family depended on to survive. No one knew her laboratory controlled the key to rewriting the entire industry. And no one-absolutely no one-knew that the most sought-after bachelor in Manhattan had already laid the world at her feet. Charline thought stealing was winning. Aaron thought shouting could bring her back. Felecia thought a few insults could break her. They were all wrong. The day Aliana rises to the top again, every last Baker will fall to their knees before her, sobbing the same pathetic question- "Can we... go back?" Aliana will smile, her eyes utterly still. "No. Because you were never worthy of me."”