In His Cell

The Jilted Wife's Spectacular Billionaire Comeback

Zhi Yao

For ten years, I was the perfect, obedient wife to my wealthy husband, managing his severe OCD and hosting flawless high-society parties. But on our tenth anniversary, when I brought him his special hangover soup, I caught him sleeping with my younger sister in our master bedroom. Instead of panicking, he coldly handed me divorce papers with zero assets. He told me I was just a "placeholder" until my sister finished her degree and was ready to take my spot. Desperate, I called my mother for help, only to find out she had known about their affair for years. "You don't have Jana's drive or her looks. You clean house and you cook. That's not a wife, that's a domestic." My own mother sneered at me, telling me to walk away quietly because our family needed his financial support. They kicked me out of the penthouse with nothing but a suitcase, laughing that a woman who hadn't worked in a decade would end up begging on the streets. I bled for this family for ten years, only to be thrown away like garbage when my sister wanted my life. But they didn't know that while I was playing the boring housewife, I had secretly earned a Cordon Bleu diploma, a Cornell nutrition certification, and a Columbia master's degree. Using a hidden photo to blackmail a property out of him, I packed my elite credentials and landed a $300,000-a-year job managing a billionaire's estate. When my ex-husband drunkenly called days later demanding I come back to serve him, I calmly hit block.

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"I will be seeing her after work today. I have to make everything perfect".I told my best friend Steve over the phone.

Today was the day Victoria and I were finally going to consummate our relationship. We had been dating for two years, two fucking years and now I'm going to propose to her to be my wife.

As surprising as it sounds, it's true from the day Victoria and I started dating, she never talked about marriage and that feels strange to me, making me think she has another guy planning that with. Whenever I talk about marriage and having kids, she will find things to cover it up and that makes me keep doubting her.

I have been with many ladies and they are always with me because of my money and wealth but not this long. Victoria has been an amazing and beautiful soul that man will wish to have as a wife but she never talked about marrying me or spending the rest of her life with me.

Well, all that was going to change today, our relationship was two years and I was going to propose to her and I was ready.

"Just don't stress yourself out. I know how much you want today to turn out perfect, but...." Stev tried to say, but I'm not hearing any of it.

"Steve, if everything goes well, you'll have to best me on my big day and I will be turning into a big man. Isn't that exciting?"

"Alexander... "I could feel the way Steve would be shaking his head right now at my over-excited attitude.

As in, who gets this excited just because they want to propose to a woman? Well, that would be me. In the past few years of dating Victoria, I had been tormented by my mother asking me to get married to her.

But today, today is the day I have been waiting for, it's Victoria, and my 2nd anniversary, and I'm ready to make it a blissful one.

"Oh I gotta go I need to inspect everything" I ended the call

Yes, today was the day

Taking a deep breath, I headed out from my office. I'm the CEO of Carlton Enterprises in New York. I took my car key and drove to Crown Suite and Lounge where I had already booked to propose to Victoria and celebrate the proposal. I checked the arrangement, there were rose petals on the floor of the lounge and big balloons with a text on them " Will you marry me?"

The lounge was cool and gave off an aromatic and love-in-the-air vibe. I had a car gift for Victoria if my proposal was accepted, a new Rolls Royce, the latest model, which was decorated with flowers and balloons.

Everything was set for my evening with Victoria, my girlfriend. Just as I was heading home to freshen up and called Victoria to meet me at the lounge in the evening. I felt my phone ring, checking the ID caller, and it was my girlfriend, Victoria.

"Hello baby", I called out lovely immediately after I answered the phone.

" Alex, I'm sorry, but I can't come for our anniversary tonight".

What was that?

My heart became heavy because, after all my preparation, Victoria wouldn't be available. Looking at the proposed diamond ring I felt so sad.

I could hear moaning from the other side of the phone.

Was she cheating on me?

" Victoria I called out".Why won't you be available?

"My mum is sick and I need to take care of her".

I asked for the hospital address, and all she could say was that I should not bother myself.

Before I knew it, the phone went off. My eyes filled up with tears, I drove to her Mother's house to check if I could meet one of her siblings.

As I opened the car to alight, I saw her mother coming out of the house, I greeted her and told her what happened she was shocked.

" She said I'm sick? I'm sound as you can see my son".

Mrs Stell has been a great mother and has not been supporting her daughter in any bad way.

As I was about to leave a text message a text message from an unknown number.

" Come to Goldville Hotel, room 109".It read.

What was this? Who was this?

I couldn't think properly anymore. I went to the car and drove straight to the address. If I were in my normal sense, I would have questioned the text and probably texted back to find out who texted me.

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