Shattered Vows: The Wife's Bloody Escape

Chapter 7

Word Count: 776 | Released on: 09/05/2026

er East Side was thi

xury SUVs idled at the curb. Paparazzi pressed agai

air of oversized sunglasses hiding her face. She slipped into a group of distant relatives

the cavernous hal

ds of white lilies. A massive pipe organ played a

crowd. She spott

red black suit that made his shoulders look impos

dress that looked more suited for a gala than a funeral. She w

and pulled off her sunglasses. She reached into he

back row and walked direc

ap heels echoed loudly over the

nt. She saw Daisy approaching and her eyes widened

nne and shot her a glare so venomous that the man

ift in the room. H

his breath hitched. Shock rip

d to stand up, his bo

She swayed on her feet and collapsed side

e caught her by the elbow to s

s on Eryn. Her hea

he piece of paper down onto the wooden p

r, cutting through the murmurs of the crowd. "Don

ped. Whispers erupted through

ad the words Divorce Agreement written in he

tt hissed, his voice a lethal wh

out to gr

backward to a

assive floral wreaths came down the side aisle. His vision was blocked

orward, picking up speed, hea

in sheer terror. "Da

ver the pew

er of the cart slammed brutally into the back

e impact knocked her legs out from un

her black trousers, pooling o

hrough the churc

on the floor. He didn't care about his severe germaphobia. He drop

er bleeding leg, trying to stem the flow. His

from behind him, tryin

ryn a look of such murderous rage that

y. He lifted her into his chest, ignor

yguards. He turned and sprinted toward the

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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.”