Shattered Rings And Her Priceless Hidden Identity

Chapter 4

Word Count: 574 | Released on: 09/05/2026

ough the floor-to-ceiling windows of t

rom the night before was completely go

lver room service cart into the room, le

p of black coffee when the sui

new, perfectly tailored Tom Ford suit,

to the dining table. It hit

, ordering her to end this childish tantru

offee. She didn't even blink, c

poured gasoline on the anger Cart

of his hands down flat on the surface. The c

lashed over the rim, staining the

h cruel mockery as he told her she wouldn't survi

thing but a decorative vase, kept around

t her only real value was to produc

elyn's knuckles turned stark whi

s. She stood up, her spine perfectly straight,

simply reached out and picked up the

t, she threw the freezing wate

his nose, running off his sharp jawline

d in shock, his eyes wide, his c

om the table and elegantly dabb

told him that was exactly what s

sofa and turned her back on him,

lunged forward, his large hand cl

the back of his hand, forcing him to let go. Her bruised arm ached

en and walked out into

at the red handprint forming on his ski

d. Evelyn stepped inside

, cutting off Carter's fu

behind in the sudden weightlessness, she p

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Shattered Rings And Her Priceless Hidden Identity

Westley Curlin Romance

“I was rushed to the emergency room with a bleeding head after a horrific car crash. But while the doctor was stitching my forehead, I heard the nurses whispering. "The CEO of the Finley Group is upstairs right now, playing nurse to that pregnant actress." My heart stopped. I ripped out my IV and dragged my battered body to the VIP suite, only to watch my billionaire husband tenderly wipe away his mistress's tears. I filed for divorce that night and left his penthouse with nothing but a basic suitcase. Carter was furious. He tracked me down, completely ignoring my injuries, and mocked me relentlessly. "You're nothing but a breeding tool. You won't survive a week without my money." When I later collapsed from severe stomach cramps, he abandoned me on the floor because his mistress faked a panic attack over the phone. He even nearly ran me over in the freezing rain as he sped back to her side. I had loved him in secret for ten agonizing years, pouring my bleeding heart into a novel about my unrequited love. I couldn't understand how a man could be so incredibly cold-blooded to his own wife. But Carter didn't know I was the anonymous author of that global bestselling book. So when he tried to use his massive wealth to buy the film rights and give his mistress the lead role, I walked straight into his boardroom, slammed my contractual veto on the table, and finally fought back.”