Unwanted Wife's Ultimate Vengeance

weaponized his severe OCD against me, recoiling from my touch while I walked on eggshells in our cold, sterile mansion. My foo

rmanently disabled, all to protect her. Then, at Cassie's birthday party, h

chosen a liar over me, and I was left wi

f my despair, I dis

ond, my brother had found a secret that c

pregnancy. Then, I planned to u

pte

sentence, sealed by my father's dying wish and a debt of honor. I signed away my future, hoping my heart would somehow f

rafton McDonald, Edwardo' s grandfather, held the key to our survival. He proposed the marriage. A strategic alliance, he called it. A sacrifice, I knew it was. But deep down, a foolish part of me, the part that had harbored a secret crush on Edw

I stood at the threshold of his bedroom, a room I would rarely enter without an invitation, my heart hammering against my ribs. I wore a silk robe, the delicate fab

voice was a low, precise comm

My breath

t, devoid of any warmth. "You are not to touch anything in

urned. "Edwardo, it's our wedding night." I tried

"This marriage is a transaction, Blair. Nothing more. We have an agreement

as sucked out of the room. My

squeezed a generous amount onto his palm, rubbing his hands together with a meticulous, almost v

respect it. H

g. The bedrooms were separate, of course. My bathroom was not to share a single towel, a single bar of soap, with his. Our meals were served by staff who

or, perhaps worse, were found crumpled in the waste bin. I cooked his favorite dishes, leaving them

hed on his face. He' d been up for days. I brought him a cup of

narrowed. "Did you to

was c

t to the sink, and poured it down the dr

as a cold, cons

ut silk nightgown. I stood in the doorway of his study, where he worked late,

e did, his gaze swept over me, then quickly away, a flicker

night..." My voice trailed

ood, his expression utterly repulsed. "Get out. Now. I can't work wit

ll of antiseptic filled the air, choking me. That was the night I stopped trying. I retreated, a ghost in my own marriage, adhering to his ri

mentioned over coffee, "Have you seen Edwardo with that Cas

ardo barely tolerates my presence. He'd never be

eyebrow. "Well, he doesn't see

s a public figure. People talked. He was too meticulous, too

anic clawed at my throat. For all his cruelty, he was still my husband. I rushed to the scene, pushing through the throngs of onlookers and emergency service

mmaculate face, his expensive suit rumpled. Relief washed over me, so

wasn'

arm. He didn't flinch. He didn't even seem to notice the grime. Instead, his hand was gently stroking her back, murmuring soothing words I could

exploded behind my eyes. He held her tight, his cheek pressed against her hair, his body completely relaxed against hers. No flinching. No disinfecting.

ection I had craved for years. He saw her as worthy of his warmth. The true reason for his disdain, his phobia, his untouchab

d frantically. "Where is it? My lucky charm. The bracelet I gave you." His voice was laced wit

to a dark, smoky corner. "

was about to rush back into the smoldering building for a piece of jewel

worth it! Just promise me..." She cupped his face in her hands

his gaze locked on hers, utterly de

w chamber of my chest. Alw

y, his coldness, his contempt, all for a man who kept his tenderness for someone else. Three years of hoping against all odds, beli

my stomach. Not the emotional kind, but a persistent, physical q

With Edwar

nother. The thought of bringing a child into this desolate mockery of a family, a child who would be repulsed by

would end the pregnancy. I would reclaim my life, whatever was left of it.

made it to my destination. A black SUV swerved in front of my car, forcing me to stop. Two hulking men in dark suits ya

med, struggling agai

ur husband." The driver's v

eted. Edwardo.

e hours, deeper and deeper into unfamiliar territory, until we reached a secluded, dil

a terrifying fury I had never witnessed before. Next to him, my step-brother, Ben, was slumped aga

ve you done to Ben?" I lunged f

You know exactly what this is, Blair." He took a step clos

about!" My mind raced, trying to connect t

otel fire. And you, my dear wife, were conveniently there, watching us." He pointed a

ght I was capable of something so malicious? The absurdity of it was suffo

eaded, struggling to break free. "I was there b

ssage of reassurance passing between us. He tried to sp

tell me where Cassie is, or I send your dear brother to a federal prison. I have enough evidence to frame him for corporate espionage, a crime he's utterly innocent of, but one that will guarantee hi

cold, merciless face. This was not the ma

don't know where she is! I would never hurt

is face a mask of stone.