Transmigrated: The Bankrupt CEO's Unexpected Wife

Chapter 5

Word Count: 635 | Released on: 06/05/2026

his encrypted laptop. He walked over to his war

uttons of his shirt. He looked in the mirror and ran his hands

d the master bedroom, he stomped his fe

he bankruptcy lawye

saw his messy hair and tired postu

ut there," sh

away quickly, muttered a respons

Instead, he turned down a blind alleyway. A black, bulletproo

The screen displayed Emma'

es," Dale said, sounding confused. "And s

on the most recent activity. She had just adde

er of his mouth twitched upward

at the clubs about your bankruptcy,"

orm a little longer. Focus all resource

f the alley and headed tow

ubmitting her resume. She stretched he

kitchen, but the milk was gone. She d

d a pair of jeans. She tied her hair

She walked across the marble floor and

ar echoed off the buildings

t in front of the building. The door swung ope

She recognized the blonde hair a

. He looked at Emma's plain sweate

with his arms wide op

k a quick step to the side. St

her up and down and clicked his tongue. "Alek

r her chest. Her eyes wer

"I know Alek is finished. Divorce him. I'll r

. His thumb rubbed against her skin.

t force. Her skin burned where he ha

create distance. "Show some

He let out a nasty laugh. "Don't play the saint

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Transmigrated: The Bankrupt CEO's Unexpected Wife

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“I woke up with a splitting headache in a trashed penthouse, surrounded by empty liquor bottles and discarded Hermes boxes. A quick glance at the morning newspaper confirmed my worst nightmare: I had transmigrated into the novel 'The CEO's Tender Vow'. Worse, I was the villain's vain, useless wife, right at the exact moment his tech empire completely collapsed. The original owner of this body had just attempted suicide because her husband went bankrupt. When my cold, exhausted husband, Alek Holden, walked through the door, he threw a divorce agreement and a bank card with a pitifully low balance onto the kitchen counter. He coldly warned me that his creditors would be at the door any minute. Meanwhile, my toxic ex-boyfriend was already waiting downstairs, publicly mocking Alek's downfall and offering to make me his mistress. In the original plot, taking that money and running with the ex led to a miserable, tragic death. I stared at the thick stack of divorce papers. I knew Alek was the ruthless villain who would eventually claw his way back to power and brutally destroy everyone who abandoned him. There was no way I was going to play the role of the shallow, doomed ex-wife and wait to be crushed. I looked Alek right in the eyes, grabbed the agreement, and ripped it right down the middle until it was nothing but useless shreds. "The marriage vows said for richer or for poorer. I am staying to help you rebuild."”