Swapping Lives With My Cold Ex-Husband

Chapter 3

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h. "Restructuring? Is that what we

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es in his neck went rigid. "Lea

r woman felt like a physical

er chair back so hard it scree

t. "What about Boston? What about the

toward him. "Did you really forget the promise

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ries," he snarled, his v

pin a massive lie. You fabricated that en

ath catching in her throat. She lo

lled over her lashes. "I bled for you!" she screamed, her voice tearing at the s

zero interest in looking at the ugly scars you

like a physical

sperate, clinging hope she had held onto

tic energy drained from her body,

c pen resting near the docum

d her, expecti

he pen directly against the center of th

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soup sitting in front of him. A thick, unappeti

er voice eerily calm. "Eat the rest of tha

" Donavon s

ll sign this paper right now, and

arsh breath. "You a

ill drag this divorce out in court for years. I will make sure

muscles in his jaw bulged, and a flash

er for ten ago

ssible, he pulled his chair back, sat

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“For three years, Dara endured endless humiliation to be the perfect wife to billionaire Donavon Monroe. But on their third anniversary, which was also her birthday, Donavon coldly threw divorce papers on the dining table. He wanted her gone for his returning childhood sweetheart, completely ignoring the blistering burn on Dara's hand-a cruel injury intentionally caused by his brother just hours ago. When Dara tearfully reminded him how she had bled and almost died to save his life three years ago, Donavon looked at her with pure disgust. "I have zero interest in looking at the ugly scars you picked up in whatever slum you crawled out of." He accused her of fabricating a savior complex just to secure a ring, perfectly content to let his mother and brother treat her like a glorified maid. Dara's heart completely shattered. She had sacrificed her life and dignity for a ruthless capitalist who viewed her as nothing but disposable trash. With her last shred of pride, she signed the papers, ready to leave this suffocating nightmare forever. But that night, a freak lightning storm struck the estate. When Dara opened her eyes the next morning, she felt incredibly heavy and her center of gravity was completely wrong. She looked in the mirror and saw Donavon's cold, chiseled face staring back at her in absolute terror. They had swapped bodies. Now, she held the absolute power of the Monroe empire, and Donavon was finally going to experience his family's vicious abuse firsthand.”