Shattered Vows: The Wife's Bloody Escape

Chapter 8

Word Count: 797 | Released on: 09/05/2026

door of the priest's priva

nd gently laid her down o

ening crash, locking it. The chaotic noise of the cr

ed in her blood. He moved to wrap the tie tightly around her c

rself up on her elbows and shoved b

she gasped, her

looked up at her, his d

stained with her own blood. She pulled out the crumpl

face. Her eyes were defiant and co

of her blood on the word 'Divorce' s

d white. With one violent, continuous motion, he ripped

air. They fluttered down like dirty sn

oice vibrating with a terrifying, possessiv

mpts to kick him away. He wrapped the tie

ing cry. Tears sprang to her

jerked. The rage drained from his f

ands hovering over her leg, afraid to cause her more p

"Save your act, Emmett. Your true lo

ghtened. "Daisy

Kelton's voice shouted from the other side. "The paparazzi

dn't let the media photograph Da

inger at her. "Do not move. I will

stepped out, and pul

aisy sat up. White-hot pain sho

of the lounge, a small glass window was

ofa. She hopped on her good leg, leaning heavily again

led herself up onto the sill. T

er the edge and dropp

bage cans. The impact tore the wound open further, sending a blinding sho

ss her forehead. She pushed herself up against the brick wall, her breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps. Every movement felt like broke

hrew the lounge door open, pa

ead. The sof

dprints on the wall.

. He rushed to the window and l

e rain. The sound was gutt

ock down the entire grid!" he screamed

y, Daisy watched three men in black suits sprint past her hidin

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“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.”