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The Jilted Wife's Spectacular Billionaire Comeback

The Jilted Wife's Spectacular Billionaire Comeback

Author: Zhi Yao
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1277    |    Released on: 23/04/2026

r your patronage. Pleas

until her chee

hutting out the deafening jazz music and the suffocating smell of expensive

as so busy that she was constantl

he bar. He began to loosen his tie, his movements stiff and impatient. There was no relaxation in his

the restaurant, carrying two

e tooth. "Another perfect party, sister. C

didn't care how much she had sacrificed. Yana's gaze wasn't on her, but lingered on Conrad's back, her eyes

e poured himself a glass of Scotch whisky, the ice cli

rong scent of perfume filled the air between them-Estella's signatu

id, her voice much calmer than

lightly, but she did smile. "Sinc

ving room. The silence was suffocating. She stared at the overflowing ashtray and the steam rising from the antique

his problem. She has

s like this, and if she didn't make him this special soup, he would wake up with a splitting headache. It had become a habit. Her fingers moved

ate. She climbed the steps, her heart pounding slightly. Perhaps tonight, after they finished th

arm sunlight streamed into the hallway. Estella, carr

made you

tened, and she

p spilled over the rim, burning her wrist, but she

by the dressing table, a white towel casually wrapped around his

she secretly slipped back

Conrad's lips pressed against Jana's neck, his arms tightly ar

ack on his shoulder. Her eyes were open, staring at the doorway, a

he floor rang out like a gunshot. Porcelain shattered, and

made no attempt to hide himself. He offered no apology. He simply stared at Estella

e was hoarse and shrill, sounding mo

m, almost too calm. He reached for a bathrobe, casually draped it over hi

didn't hide. She walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looking at her

niversary." She stared at Conrad, waiting for his

, looking down at her with a disgust that made her feel nauseous. "T

a heavy blow, leaving her br

ssing a business merger. "The Lothar family needs to forge a strong alliance with the Neves family. You are just a

to avoid falling. She looked at Yana, who was casually fiddli

ashamed. Do you really think your amateur cooking and party planning skills can keep

n turned it towards her. It was a document. A legal document. "I don't want to continue this bori

adually became clear. The marriage was over. It was all over. Her whole li

"You can sleep in the guest room tonight.

na leaned against him, placing her hands on his thighs. They looked

st room, or how she closed the door. She just stood in the dark, empty room, stari

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“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.”