The Substitute Wife's Spectacular Comeback

Chapter 7

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ked in. He was humming. Actually humming.

oom was dim, lit only by a single candle. There was no dinn

way, his smile fading. "Wh

t look up. She just slid the papers acro

us laugh. He walked over and picked them up, flipping through

said, finally meeting his eyes. "I

aning back like he was conducting a board meeting. "You're not getting a divorce

eone else," Chloe shot back, her voice hard. "I'

ed quickly. He leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "You don't know

ute," Chloe corre

. He snatched the divorce papers off the table. "You aren't g

aid, standing up to face

em in half. Then he ripped them again, throwing the shreds i

face inches from hers. "You are a Morrow.

the table. It was a physical manifestation of his control. He tho

said, her voice quiet and dead

"If you walk out that door, I will ruin you. I will make sur

then back up at his face. The fear was gon

a live wire. Bentley was breathing hard, his chest hea

nd through his hair, his composure cracking. "You're crazy," he mu

ed out, slamming the door beh

reement lay at her feet. She felt hollowed out, but also light. Th

phone and typed a

p. I'm filin

it. Meet tomorrow to prep. And get re

. It was a museum of a fake life. She w

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“When Chloe accidentally sliced her hand open, she immediately called her husband of three years for comfort. Bentley claimed he was stuck in Chicago on a business trip. But when Chloe went to the hospital for stitches, she saw him in a VIP room, tenderly kissing the hand of a fragile woman who looked exactly like her. Breaking into his locked study, Chloe found his hidden journal. She realized she was just a cheap substitute. He had only married her because she was a dead ringer for his fiancé, Blair, who had been in a coma. Now that Blair was awake, Bentley brought her to Chloe's private dress fitting. "Give her the dress. You're being selfish," Bentley demanded coldly. He forced Chloe to strip off her custom-made Met Gala gown to please Blair. He even secretly laced Chloe's daily tea with pills to ensure she never got pregnant. For three years, Chloe had built her life around him, only to realize her entire marriage was a cruel joke. How could he hold her tightly in their bed, whisper another woman's name in his sleep, and expect her to just accept it? When Bentley ripped up the divorce papers and threatened to destroy her architectural career, Chloe didn't shed a single tear. She packed up her blueprints, secured a billion-dollar island project with a mysterious tycoon, and walked out the door. This time, the substitute was resigning.”