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The Substitute Wife Escapes Her Gilded Cage

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 858    |    Released on: 16/12/2025

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with a bang, but with a whisper i

he scent of expensive scotch clinging to his suit like a second skin. He was rarely

of water, trying to settle the nausea

focused. He walked toward me, not with the predator

ace between his hands. H

slurred, his voice thick wit

m against my ribs. "Who are you t

inst mine, his breath hitt

ispered. "I only lo

anted to believe him. Wanted to believe that the cold

e shatt

ve to be my cou

ike a car crash. He wasn't looking at me. He was l

nd looked into my eyes wit

cing my jaw with a trembling finger. "She

study, leaving me standing in the kitche

our bedroom.

hardwood floors. The study door was ajar. I heard

, and all I see is

the wall, holding my br

. I know it's

use. He was li

e she was the closest thing to you I could find without breaking

th with both hands to stifle the sob

mare. A

ice dropping to a co

an heir... if it's a girl, I'm naming her Isabella. After you

ned. Bile rose

it into a monument to his incestuous obsession.

shaking, but my mind was

him. I was a mirror

a sound of deep,

"She's too simple. She loves m

n my chest. It was a

sim

didn't go to the bedroom. I went to

e bed and stared at the

simple. I was shattered

I drove to a lawyer's office three towns over, a man who

," I told the lawyer, my voice

e asked, arc

sever the financial ties. I need to disapp

ocuments with

o the sunlight, my ph

rred, her voice drippi

in cr

is it,

e said. "To visit Nonna's grave. Marcus

moning every ounce of

there,"

ung

one last time. I would let them th

en the cage and fly

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“Everyone thought I was the pampered queen of Marcus D'Angelo, New York's most feared Don. But I was just a placeholder for the woman he couldn't have: his cousin, Izzy. The truth shattered everything at a family dinner. A waiter tripped, sending a tureen of scalding soup flying toward the table. Without a second of hesitation, Marcus threw himself over Izzy to shield her. He left me exposed. The boiling liquid seared my legs, but the real agony was watching him cradle her face, checking for scratches, while I screamed on the floor. "In my hierarchy of pain," he later told her, ignoring my burns, "her death is an inconvenience. A scratch on you is a tragedy." He didn't know that while he was comforting her over a bruise, I was in emergency surgery losing our unborn child. When I woke up, he didn't ask about me. He didn't ask about the baby he didn't know existed. instead, he asked if I would donate blood to help Izzy recover. That was the moment the old Liv died. I signed the divorce papers with a steady hand. And inside the envelope with the legal documents, I tucked a single, devastating medical report. *Diagnosis: Spontaneous Abortion. Cause: Trauma.* I left it on his desk and disappeared into the night. By the time he realizes he sacrificed his own heir to save his mistress, I will be a ghost he can never touch again.”
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