Bound By Lies: The Unwanted Contract Wife

Chapter 5

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the downstairs guest room-the electronic lock at the front door

or over half an hour, and by the time she

der the duvet, forcing he

ar silhouette into the room. Through half-lowered lashes she felt Kevin come to the bed,

against her pillow with a t

out on feverish instinct, her fingertips find

't g

ned his palm and closed it

know who I am

ly trembled slightly and press

his heavy body pressing down onto the matt

the next few hours no one said another word; there was only the breath ne

s and stabbed into Calista's eyes, she w

e open velvet box beside her pillow-a pink diamond necklac

ching her jaw, Calista rolled off the bed and pulled her clo

nightstand buzzed, Dawna's

he bathroom door swung open and Kevin walked out with only a white

, Kevin's eyes went cold. He strode acros

ta snapped, lunging for it, only for him

n answer key, and spoke into the receiver i

ight now. Cal

st of muffled gasps and the distant clatt

r with the shocked whispers of the firm's open-plan office: "Oh my God

rasp-he just rol

me down the line, then a shrill t

back my phone!" Calista's roar po

d Dawna's desk not even daring to breathe-and then Dawna slammed

rained to dead white; then she shoved Kevin

Dawna is running the mornin

bed and let out a cold laugh, careles

for your colleagues to kno

grabbing her handbag and rushing for the door wi

afening crash came from the other side of it-

eyes behind sunglasses, took a deep breath in front of th

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“My husband of two years and I had a purely transactional marriage. Or so I thought, until I discovered he was using me as a human shield to protect his true love-a woman who once saved him from severe depression. To keep her hidden from the tabloids, he staged scandals, and even threw me out of his car on the freezing Brooklyn Bridge at night just because I found her perfume. To protect my shattered pride, I publicly mocked him in a crowded lounge, claiming I didn't care about his affairs and that he was nothing but an on-call ATM to me. "A machine that spits out cash?" Enraged by my coldness, Kevin retaliated by exposing my deepest, most humiliating scar in front of everyone. He screamed about how I had gotten blind drunk on my eighteenth birthday, crying and hugging a streetlamp in the freezing cold while begging a stranger for comfort. I was paralyzed with shock. I had only ever told my closest friend that secret. But Kevin sneered and claimed I had drunkenly babbled the pathetic story to him two years ago, using my trauma to beg him for his pity and money. The overwhelming humiliation suffocated me. Had I really thrown away my deepest pride while unconscious just to get him to sign our prenuptial agreement? Standing alone in the bitter Manhattan wind, I wiped my tears and made a decision. I was done playing his convenient shield, and it was time to cash out and leave.”