My Wife's Ultimate Betrayal: A Daughter's Life

My Wife's Ultimate Betrayal: A Daughter's Life

Gavin

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The final handful of dirt hit my daughter Maya' s small casket. My wife, Jessica, was inexplicably absent from our only child's funeral. But the true horror unravelled when I overheard her voice from the study on a video call, casual and cold: "Maya... her birth was an inconvenience from the start." My stomach twisted. She' d skipped the funeral to go on a date with her college ex, Blake Harrison, who was now at our dinner table later that day. She'd already boxed up all of Maya's cherished belongings, labeled "Donate." My precious girl, labeled disposable. Jessica then threatened to ruin my career and steal my life' s work, Project Beacon, a revolutionary AI I had secretly poured years into. The woman I married wasn't just detached; she was a monster. She had orchestrated Maya's death, presenting it as aggressive treatment, all to clear the way for a reunion with an old flame. How could anyone be so calculating, so devoid of humanity, especially towards their own child? The grief that choked me transformed into pure, calculated fury. "I want a divorce," I told her, my voice steady. But that was just the start. The AI she thought was her leverage, the one she planned to use to destroy me, was already patented under a trust – the "Maya M. Miller Benevolent Trust." This wasn't just about my career; this was about securing Maya' s legacy. And I was just getting started.

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The final handful of dirt hit my daughter Maya' s small casket.

My wife, Jessica, was inexplicably absent from our only child's funeral.

But the true horror unravelled when I overheard her voice from the study on a video call, casual and cold: "Maya... her birth was an inconvenience from the start."

My stomach twisted.

She' d skipped the funeral to go on a date with her college ex, Blake Harrison, who was now at our dinner table later that day.

She'd already boxed up all of Maya's cherished belongings, labeled "Donate."

My precious girl, labeled disposable.

Jessica then threatened to ruin my career and steal my life' s work, Project Beacon, a revolutionary AI I had secretly poured years into.

The woman I married wasn't just detached; she was a monster.

She had orchestrated Maya's death, presenting it as aggressive treatment, all to clear the way for a reunion with an old flame.

How could anyone be so calculating, so devoid of humanity, especially towards their own child?

The grief that choked me transformed into pure, calculated fury.

"I want a divorce," I told her, my voice steady.

But that was just the start.

The AI she thought was her leverage, the one she planned to use to destroy me, was already patented under a trust – the "Maya M. Miller Benevolent Trust."

This wasn't just about my career; this was about securing Maya' s legacy.

And I was just getting started.

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