The Discarded Wife Is A Billionaire

hen a wall of muscle blocked her path. Two of the famil

Buna's voice echo

document, waving it like a fan. "Not s

le said, hugging her arms ar

e the prenup. Clause 14: In the event of fraud, all assets, gifts, and

her fingers.

widened. "What?

back, her back hitting the bodyguard's chest. She felt violated a

was leaning against the frame, watching. He d

ace," Buna

taire. It was an anniversary gift. "Joseph gave thi

he lawyer stated monotonously. "Tec

ething, she begged silently. Plea

ked his

last thread of hope, the last pathet

Buna. She dropped it onto the silver tray the bu

ed to her left ha

pink diamond. He had put it on

hissed. "That stone belongs to the fu

ned white as she yanked it over her knuckl

put it on

. She locked eyes wi

carpet right in front of his polished shoe

t as if he wanted to reach for it. A strange current of electricity shot through his ar

ieked. "Get this tr

abbed the old, battered suitcase she had arrived with three years ago. She threw in her jeans,

the grand staircase. The whe

nd and rain blew in, along with a w

ie W

ked dry, warm, and expensive. She saw Giselle standing th

ver, her heels clicking. She leaned in close, so only Giselle could hear. "Do

nd smiled brightl

. She pushed past her. The butler hel

arreal..."

" Gisel

rain was torrential. It came down in

the foyer. "Villarreal cars

her suitcase. The driveway was

ce, blinding her. The cold rain soaked through her clothes,

rack in the cobblestones. She yanked it. The handle snapped. Th

ared at her clothes soa

in the roar of the storm. She gathered her muddy sweaters, hugging them to her chest.

e in the rain. He pressed his hand against the cold glass. His chest ached with a strange, hollow pain

lothes back into the broken case. She

told herself.

of the way. She reached the

o the public road.

white light flo