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His Unwanted Wife: The Genius Designer's Return

Chapter 4

Word Count: 790 | Released on: Today at 17:46

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ed up instantly on the screen with

old laugh-that arrogant tyrant had actually blocked my num

plied sharp, bold makeup to cover my ex

behind the fridge and ha

oid reporter is in a VIP room at the Velvet Ice Club tonight, s

older and no

get the drafts an

nding bass of the Velvet Ice Club's main dance floor, heading strai

wooden door swung open in front of me, rel

walking out still rammed hard into my shoul

this the kicked-o

my eyes turned ice-cold as I looked up at Ashlynn S

ade-up socialites, eyeing my pla

can't even afford decent clothes, so you

nd her plastic friends immediately burst into l

off my shoulder as if wiping awa

ut of

friends, she stepped right into my space, he

arren ex-wife have t

tionship any day now, so you better s

riek, she raised her hand

y of being pushed down the escalator and losing my bab

rything I had and slapped Ashlyn

rridor, completely drowning out t

stumbled sideways, her stiletto twisting

er eyes wide with shock as half of her fal

ed backward, not a single one of them

e, I flexed my stinging wrist

each you how to ke

tch! You dare

ing to get up and claw at me, but I stepp

sound sheet in my face means you'

loor, clutching her ch

nd I'm carrying his

ivorce agreement, the thing in your bell

rward, watching the co

he tabloids tonight, how do you think Empire Sports

not a single word coming out as she

turned around to walk toward the VIP roo

g against the wall with his arms crossed over his c

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His Unwanted Wife: The Genius Designer's Return

WILONA COOK Romance

“For three years, I played the perfect, obedient trophy wife in my contract marriage with NHL superstar Denver Dickerson. But on the night of our third anniversary, he came home smelling like his supermodel mistress. The tabloids had just leaked her maternity file from a private Manhattan hospital. When I calmly brought it up, he just looked at me with cold disgust. "So what? You knew what this marriage was worth when you forced me to sign that license." He let his mistress humiliate me in public, mocking me for being a barren wife who couldn't give him an heir. But he didn't know that three years ago, I actually was pregnant with his child. His own cousin had pushed me down a flight of stairs, violently killing my baby. Instead of helping me, Denver had locked down the hospital records and coldly accused me of faking a pregnancy scam to tie him down. I swallowed the blood and stayed silent for three years just to keep my brother alive, letting him treat me worse than a dog. He thought I was just a useless gold-digger who couldn't survive a single day without his money. So, I handed him a no-fault divorce agreement, voluntarily waiving every single cent of his ten-billion-dollar empire. I packed my cheap clothes, walked out of his penthouse, and picked up the tailoring shears I had buried three years ago. It is time for the vanished genius designer to make her comeback.”