Playing The Toxic Wife To Attract Billionaires

Chapter 4

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h violently. A sharp, electrical sting bit into t

r open. Her heels clicked against the marble a

a priceless Ming dynasty vase shattered into a

porcelain sliced across her calf, l

was standing on top of the custom Italian sofa,

aircase. His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, hi

twisted into a bratty sneer. He hurled the cryst

er-webbed into black cracks. Tristan threw his hea

er near the dining room, physically

y real, very hot surge of anger rushe

ice was perfectly polite, but entirely d

, mocking gleam in Cole's eyes. He

t just watching. He was enabling his b

om the sofa. "Go back to your room, you

system's demand for a dramatic, scr

trum. She stepped forward, her heels crun

hoed in the massive hall. The sheer calm r

d his arm, his eyes widening as sh

ed inside his pockets. This wasn

of hesitation, her hand shot out and cla

. He dropped the throw

his small body wildly like a feral cat, sna

ck of his collar. She flipped him over and pi

air, screaming at the top of his lungs. "Let

shed down the stairs, lowering his shoulder t

vision. She snapped her head toward him, he

face. Her voice was as cold as crushed ice

hit him like a wall. He stopped in his trac

ck to the thrashing child pinned under her hand. She raised her ri

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“June woke up transmigrated into the body of a ruthless billionaire's toxic, disposable wife. Before she could even process the massive Beverly Hills mansion, a cold system voice announced she had exactly five minutes of lifespan remaining. To survive, she was forced to bind with the system and strictly maintain the original owner's "brainless, abusive drama queen" persona to earn hours to live. She was forced to violently slap hot coffee out of a terrified maid's hands and physically spank her manipulative five-year-old stepson. When she tried to escape this nightmare by throwing divorce papers at her terrifying husband, Isaac Walton, he simply ripped them to shreds. Every time she tried to be reasonable or show a hint of kindness, the system tortured her with agonizing cardiac pain, cementing her status as the most hated monster in the family. The most absurd part happened when she threw a hysterical, system-mandated tantrum over a gossip magazine, and Isaac's icy demeanor suddenly melted. He gently touched her hair, offering the one thing she desperately needed. "Stop crying. I'll handle it." Just as a spark of hope ignited in her chest, the system's critical death warning exploded in her skull: accepting his sympathy would instantly deduct thirty days of her life. To stay alive, June had no choice but to violently slap away the only hand reaching out to save her, forcing herself to play the greedy villain while her husband's gaze turned dangerously dark.”