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The Unwanted Wife's Escape

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 679    |    Released on: 07/06/2025

decade as Mrs

was featured in magazines. "Manhatt

e, the charity galas, Ethan's n

g-sized bed with an oce

of a stormy sea, would skim over me

My guardian, the man who'd tak

ty. Champagne flowed. I found a

eady a force in t

he took wh

unfamiliar bedroom, he was alread

ice even. "I'll take r

rried me. I becam

. A wife, especially Ethan Cole's wife,

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wn. Ethan liked blue. Or h

the hall mirror, his ref

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the crowd. Ethan was in his element, shaking hand

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ion near the ba

, was suddenly in the middle

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The Unwanted Wife's Escape
The Unwanted Wife's Escape
“For ten years, I was Mrs. Ethan Cole, the perfect half of Manhattan's "Power Couple," living in a penthouse straight out of a magazine. I believed in our vows, even if love felt distant. Then, at a grim police precinct, I overheard him. My husband, Ethan, praised his assistant, Chloe, "She's not like Ava. Chloe has self-respect. She wouldn't just... offer herself up like that." My world shattered. Ten years, my entire adult life, reduced to a woman he deemed disposable, lacking "self-respect." He proved it, dismissing my car accident, then allowing Chloe to maliciously frame me at Thanksgiving. He even grabbed my arm, his fingers biting into my skin, all to protect her. I was his property, an inconvenience, nothing more. How had I been so blind to the depth of his contempt? How could a relationship built on duty devolve into such cruel neglect and humiliation? The man who was supposed to be my protector had become my tormentor. That night, my voice steady, I told him, "I want a divorce." His rage erupted, demanding I "come home," threatening to make my life a living hell. But the compliant wife was gone. My only regret was not leaving sooner. This was no longer a marriage; it was my fight for freedom, my chance to finally live.”
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