Shattered Vows: The Wife's Bloody Escape

Author: Jing Buhui

Chapter 1

Word Count: 753 | Released on: 09/05/2026

cooked pastry fil

. The crust of the Wellington steak, which had been go

k in the corner of the massive living room ticked

ightened into

e dialed Emmett's private number. It rang twice be

lence in the apartment felt hea

the counter, lit up. A breaking news notifi

he headline. Her heart skipped

high-definition paparazzi

wore his signature custom-tailored suit. His broad shoulders were hunched forwar

he image. Her breath

her eyes wide and tearful, looking up

e nausea hit Dai

iPad slipped from her hands and c

ly through the empty penthouse. The screen

orced her trembling hands to pick up her phone aga

fth ring. "Mrs. Reese

al?" Daisy asked. Her vo

e passed through the recei

n despite the ambush. "Miss Cannon was admitted for a sudden medical episode, and Mr. Reese merely ensu

Old Flames Rekindled," Daisy read the

n countered smoothly, not missing a beat. "The me

of Daisy's neck. She was his wife, and she

ded th

les had burned down to stubs. The expens

ger ripped through her. She s

d against the floor. Dark red liquid bled int

n from her waist. She thre

he yanked open the drawer and

oss the marble vestibule, stepping into the private eleva

her stomach churn. She stared at her own reflection in

out, her high heels clicking sh

d with a polite smile. "

are so lethal he in

opped into the driver's seat. She slammed the

gine roared to life, vibrating through

e sports car shot up the ramp and tor

steering wheel until her knuckles turned stark white. Her eyes wer

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Shattered Vows: The Wife's Bloody Escape

Jing Buhui Romance

“Daisy spent her birthday cooking a perfect dinner, waiting in their massive penthouse for her billionaire husband, Emmett. Instead of coming home, a breaking news alert flashed on her screen: Emmett was at the hospital, protectively shielding his old flame, Eryn. When Daisy rushed to the VIP ward, Emmett physically blocked her to comfort a crying Eryn, completely forgetting it was his wife's birthday. Heartbroken, Daisy demanded a divorce and fled. In response, Emmett ruthlessly froze all her bank accounts and trust funds, leaving her penniless in the freezing Manhattan rain. When she cornered him with divorce papers at a public funeral, a heavy metal cart slammed into her, tearing her calf wide open. Bleeding onto the marble floor, she begged him to sign. Instead, Emmett violently ripped the bloody papers to shreds. "Unless I am dead, you are my wife," he snarled, locking her inside a room. Daisy risked her life to escape through a window, dragging her bleeding leg to a dingy motel. But the real nightmare began when Eryn called. The tragic car crash that killed Daisy's adoptive parents ten years ago wasn't an accident-the brake lines were cut. And Emmett, the man she loved, had been using his vast corporate empire to protect the murderers all along. Why did Emmett bury the police report? What was the deadly secret behind her true identity and the antique "Venus" necklace? Staring at her blood-stained hands in the cracked mirror, the terrified wife died. Daisy grabbed her coat and limped out into the dark, heading straight for the Navy Yard to burn his empire to the ground.”