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Trapped By My Ruthless Billionaire Ex

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 797    |    Released on: Today at 11:45

completely rigid. He

letting her wet hair fall forward to hide the

ching movement instantly. His gaze locked onto the side of her fa

rced his expression back

ho was drooling slightly o

completely devoid of sympathy. "I was with him discussing the final trust

ng down her cheeks. "Tell Leo he's a coward!

was drafted by the Carter family trust lawyers.

back to Annette. His gaze

dripping with venom. "There are far too many women in th

ngs contracted. She bit down on the inside of her cheek so hard sh

ed Clara's arm around her own neck, and tri

r foot caught on t

rward toward the filt

arge hand shot out and clamped around Ann

hin, wet fabric of her trench coat. It fe

urned. She violently yanked her arm

d. His eyes darkened into a terrifying, s

r. He bent down, scooped Clara up, and threw he

tarted walking

t to follow him through

entally bumped her shoulder into a mas

down his shirt. He spun aro

He reached out his thick, greasy hand

ped dead in

und, his left hand shooting out with lethal p

his wrist bent at an unnatural angle. He dropped to his knees,

d at the screaming man with the

clan comma

, terrified by the sheer, violent au

ut into the f

ng at the curb. Leo jump

t without a word. He turned to Leo. "

an apologetic look before jumping into

with Declan. The rain soaked through h

round her body. "Thank you,"

alk toward the

to your face?" Declan's voice cr

tte

on finally boiled over into pure

him dead

. "And even getting hit by him is better than spe

e went compl

he s

rushing grip, and dragged her toward a blac

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Trapped By My Ruthless Billionaire Ex
Trapped By My Ruthless Billionaire Ex
“Five years ago, I ruined my own reputation and pretended to sell myself to a wealthy old man, all to protect my boyfriend Declan's future. Now, he is a ruthless billionaire who controls half of Manhattan, and we unexpectedly reunited at our best friends' wedding rehearsal. But he didn't know the truth. He looked at my cheap, frayed dress with absolute disgust and allowed the wealthy guests to brutally humiliate me. "Where is that rich old man you left Declan for? Did he finally kick you to the curb?" Declan just watched me with dead eyes, watching me squirm while I secretly suffered from severe physical withdrawals. He even cornered me in a freezing alley, kissing me violently before threatening to make me wish I was dead if I didn't get out of his city. Meanwhile, my real life was a living hell. My father was dying in the ICU, his life support about to be cut off by noon, and a ruthless gang was extorting me for three million dollars over a murder my father was framed for. I bought Declan his billionaire throne with my blood, my health, and my future. I swallowed dry pills just to survive the day. Why did my ultimate sacrifice only bring me endless torment and his absolute hatred? Realizing that staying in his orbit would only lead to my death, I borrowed money from a dangerous loan shark to save my father, sent a final email resigning from the bridal party, and completely vanished from Declan's life.”