Saintwood Revelations

Cheated On Me? I Married a Tycoon

Rum Runner

I spent three years building my husband, Axel Farrell, into Silicon Valley's ultimate "family man." As his lead PR strategist, I carefully managed his public image, making sure the world saw him as a perfect, devoted husband while I worked in the shadows of our estate. The illusion shattered when he came home one night smelling of sandalwood and roses, with three deep fingernail scratches carved into his back. When I tried to check his phone, the passcode we had used for years-our wedding anniversary-had been changed. The betrayal got worse the next morning when his mother called me a "defective product" and tried to force me into a fertility clinic. Axel didn't defend me; instead, he shoved me against a marble bar at a public gala to protect his mistress in front of the world's elite. By the time I tried to leave, Axel had frozen my bank accounts and filed a forged legal petition to have me declared mentally incompetent. He planned to have me legally kidnapped and locked in a private psychiatric ward just to stop me from filing for divorce. He even blocked every major law firm in the city from taking my case, leaving me with no money, no identity, and no one to turn to. I couldn't understand how the man who "saved" me from the mud years ago could be the same monster now trying to legally erase my existence. Was our entire marriage just a grooming process to exploit my genius for his billion-dollar empire? As the deadline for my forced commitment approached, I stopped crying and opened my laptop. I leaked the video of his affair to every tech journalist in the country, watching his stock price crash in real-time. "Axel thinks starving me out will make me crawl back to him," I whispered as I walked into the headquarters of his biggest rival. "But he forgot that the most valuable part of his company is in my head." I was no longer the abandoned wife; I was the one who was going to take his throne and burn it to the ground.

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It was getting dark. In the western suburbs, the lights were on in only one room of the two-storied villa.

It had been three days since Shawn Yu had kept Windy Fu locked in the room.

"Please, stop!" she begged, drawing in labored breaths. She felt like she was dying. She never expected Shawn Yu to treat her like this. He raped her repeatedly not caring whether she lived or died.

Windy Fu pleaded with him to stop again and again for the sake of her child. If it hadn't been for her baby, she wouldn't have cared even if she died!

She was filled with pure hate for the man in front of her at this moment. But her pleas fell on deaf ears. Shawn Yu looked at her coldly.

"You deserve this! I warned you many times not to hurt your sister, but you still ignored me. Do you really think that I would just stand by and do nothing?" he said with an evil smile.

Windy Fu shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I didn't... I didn't hurt her, really," she sobbed.

Shawn Yu didn't buy it for a second. "How dare you defend yourself? If you didn't hurt her, how did she miscarry?"

"I really don't know." She looked at him, desperately hoping he would believe her but she knew that no matter how much she explained, it was useless. He would never let her go.

He had no feelings for her. He said that he didn't like children, and he didn't want them but that was only for her. He cared so much about her sister's pregnancy. Now her sister's child was gone, and he was heartbroken. He was torturing her until he got an explanation for the death of the baby.

Windy was filled with despair. Despite knowing that this cold and ruthless man loved someone else and had no place for her in his heart, she continued to love him. The deeper she fell in love with him, the worse it would be for her in the end!

She couldn't earn his trust no matter how hard she tried.

Sweat trickled down Shawn's forehead. His expression was ferocious and his brutality was out of control.

"Ah! Please don't! It hurts!" Windy shrieked with a pained expression. She subconsciously covered her belly with her hands. She felt like life was flowing away from her body slowly.

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