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From Scorned Wife To Billionaire Bride

From Scorned Wife To Billionaire Bride

Author: Lila
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1554    |    Released on: Today at 15:27

anted - I Made Them Regret I

ago, my husband Brody's first love Destin

oes promotional brochures. Earning that pitif

nd Destiny fled the country to dodge the charges, leaving behin

s and drained my entire savings to pay

begging me to marry him, calling me the wo

ountry, he snapped right back into the g

ighed loudly for everyone to hear, s

ning up for stability and warmth, and all you get in the

nged him, then this

ight into his face, froze his bank accou

g to make his li

pte

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d with Brody behind the wheel, leaving two hundred thousand dollars in medical bills and legal debts in her wake. To

room, kissed my calloused hands, called me the woman wh

n a backless silk evening gown. All night, Brody had been hovering around her like a pampered l

ur table, tilting her manicured

my chair and looked down at

led pity. "Brody told me about you. A graphic designer who does b

ine and laid my napk

venly. "And it was exactly my money that paid off the m

laugh and simply tu

reached out and laid her hand on Brody's bare n

murmured, leaning in so close her lips nearly brushed his earlobe. "You

odge. He didn'

sh crept up his cheeks, and he even t

ke yours, Des," Brody whispered, his v

arly aware of every eye on them,

at his old college buddies,

a bitter smile. "You think you're signing up for stability and warmth, and all you get is a never-endi

r a beat, then a few of

glass and drained

my throat, but my mind

sign the divorce papers tomorrow," I said, my voice cl

instantly, replaced by

f like a pesky fly. "It was a joke. Can't you take a joke? Every si

ld college roommate, leaned forwa

oled. "She's an international art consultant now. Brody's just ca

y and Brody were the couple everyone rooted for. Fate just intervened. T

oman and laughed

hing to do with wh

s and cowa

sped down Lake Shore Drive at nearly ninety miles a

s shattered and h

scraped collarbone, because the passeng

leaving Brody completely alone in the ICU - with no insurance payout to claim a

iseptic in the air the first time

purple, buried in a dirty pillow as he sobbed - because not one o

d my wrist. "The bank is foreclosing on my mom's house... Without a deposit, th

who had kindly dropped off his lecture notes a few times. But I was too

ed my a

work like a machine, working until three in th

h the city attorneys on my knees, and paid o

f-deranged with panic - at first she even pointed in my face and scre

beat-up car?!" she shrieked at me in the

ody yanked his mother to

hy, I'd be dead! She paid to save my

d a cheap silver ring from his pocket, seized my work-wor

ing - but I'll spend the rest of my life honoring you, loving you! I swear I'll

desperate face, I took pity o

held off the debt collectors, an

rriage, Brody really did play the p

though the roast chicken was always

ery time, because to me, the intention

he was tired of the wild l

y, wore plain cotton shirts, and promised me solemnl

, when Destiny Johnso

nt, five years of mar

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From Scorned Wife To Billionaire Bride
From Scorned Wife To Billionaire Bride
“They Took My Devotion for Granted - I Made Them Regret It for the Rest of Their Lives At a college alumni gala in downtown Chicago, my husband Brody's first love Destiny looked down her nose at me and sneered: "I heard you're just a graphic designer who does promotional brochures. Earning that pitiful little salary of yours must be exhausting." Five years ago, Destiny and Brody crashed their car together, and Destiny fled the country to dodge the charges, leaving behind two hundred thousand dollars in medical bills and legal debts. It was me who worked seventy-hour weeks and drained my entire savings to pay off Brody's mountain of medical bills. Back then, he knelt on the ground in tears, begging me to marry him, calling me the woman who saved his life, the love of his life. But the moment Destiny returned to the country, he snapped right back into the groveling lapdog he'd always been for her. In front of the whole table, Brody sighed loudly for everyone to hear, shaking his head with a bitter smile: "Marriage really does change a man. You think you're signing up for stability and warmth, and all you get in the end is someone nagging about money in your ear all day." If marriage had changed him, then this marriage was over. I slapped the expedited divorce papers right into his face, froze his bank accounts, and walked out without looking back. Next, I was going to make his life a living hell.”