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Reborn To Love My Ruthless Billionaire

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 808    |    Released on: 21/04/2026

The only sound was the faint hum of

His spine was completely rigid. He loo

ght filtering through the windows. She stared at the b

r of his dress shirt. He had

rsh, angry red scratch marred h

her like a ph

e had fought him like a wild animal. She had taken the massive diamond engagem

ave of guilt cr

e lifted her trembling hand, reaching

the shift

his skin, he violently jerked away. He sh

ot out and clamped around her wri

lyn gasped in pain, her

burning with a mixture of suppressed rage an

lip curling in disgust. "Checking to see

rantically. Fresh tears

ith tears. "I just... I wanted to see i

rking laugh. The sound was

large step backward, putting a sa

a lethal whisper. "Yesterday, you couldn't even stand to l

on her elbows, ignoring

eaded. "I see everything clearly now.

ut

voice was like a whip cr

est rising and falling w

ompletely lost your mind," Gaines stated, his voice turning

d, his hands res

to run. But you will die in th

ath the brutal words, Jaclyn heard the desperate, b

ack. She didn't thr

the headboard. She looked at him with noth

r a divorce again,"

l slap. It completely derailed his anger. His eyes nar

ong, agonizing moment, t

ound and marched

and on the brass knob

n thirty minutes," Gaine

door shut behind him. The loud bang ec

fell sile

he covered her face with both hands. A muf

om, Gaines did

cold wood of the door. His ch

gernails biting painfully into his palms. He fought every instinct in

ulnerability vanished, replace

dy. He needed facts. He needed to find out exact

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“Jaclyn woke up in the sterile hospital room after falling down the stairs. The nurse delivered the devastating news: she had bled heavily and lost her baby. But before she could even cry, her trusted cousins, Katelyn and Cherri, locked the door and revealed the horrifying truth. "It wasn't an accident," Katelyn smirked, pinning Jaclyn's arm down. "The lubricant on the top step was a very deliberate choice." They needed her broken and unstable. They had forged her signature, draining her massive trust fund to save their uncle's bankrupt business. What shattered Jaclyn's world was the fresh hickey on Cherri's neck. Her lover, Bradford, had helped plan the entire murder. When Jaclyn tried to scream, they smothered her with a pillow, framing her as a lunatic having a mental breakdown. Two weeks later, when she confronted them, Bradford violently shoved her through a second-story glass window to silence her forever. As she fell to her death, the husband she had spent her life hating-the ruthless billionaire Gaines-burst through the doors. He threw himself forward, his face filled with pure terror, desperately trying to catch her. When her body hit the stone patio, Gaines fell to his knees in her blood, weeping and begging her not to close her eyes. Until her last breath, Jaclyn was consumed by suffocating regret. Why did she trust the monsters who killed her, and hate the only man who truly loved her? Opening her eyes again, she was back in the penthouse, exactly one month into her marriage with Gaines.”