Transmigrated: The Bankrupt CEO's Unexpected Wife

Chapter 8

Word Count: 667 | Released on: 06/05/2026

oap and squeezed way too much into the water. A mounta

plate aggressively. He pushed too hard. The wet, so

bottom. Emma gasped. She lunged forwar

lek's hand. Their skin pressed tog

ped through Emma's ar

fingers were pale and slender against his. His heart ski

ating from his chest warmed her shoulder. Her face burned

," she stuttered, rea

r reach. His voice was low and rou

e watched him awkwardly but stubbornly clean the s

He turned around. His dark eyes locked onto he

ed her throat loudly. "I'm going to take a nap," she blurt

ifted into a real smile. He listened until he heard t

y and locked the door.

own at the Manhattan traffic. His brain p

luxury bags. Her violent rejection of her ex-boyfri

TSD. This was not a trauma response. It was as if a

cked a hidden drawer and pulle

rypted line. It rang twic

ice answered. It was Dale C

is voice hard. "I need a Level One

w whistle. "Your

re and after the suicide attempt. Psychiatric eval

oss," Dale sai

A dangerous light burned in his eyes. Whoeve

ned on the bed. She couldn't sleep. The gh

old herself. He is the villain of the book

checked her phone. The se

ided to go to the bank to open a new account th

n a black trench coat, an

Alek's voice through the heavy door. She stopped. Her br

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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."”