The Cruel Billionaire's Unwanted Perfect Wife

Chapter 8

Word Count: 737 | Released on: 12/05/2026

the bedroom. Ellery jolted awake. Her heart wa

ttress. The sheets on Holland's si

ock and gasped. She w

gh-necked silk blouse to hide the faint bruises on her collar

formal living room, sippin

er long fingernail against the saucer. "Not only are you fai

m of the stairs. She kept h

ding and have your lease shredded before noon. Half of your high-end fabric suppliers rely on the Sutton family's s

tightly. She didn't say a word. She

he pushed the glass doors open an

Saunders, was sitting on the edge of Ell

he desk. Next to it was a stack of printed s

this," Ir

the tabloid read: SUTTON HEIR DROP

sted a picture of a cashier's check from Holland's private account, bragging about it to her little friends. He wrote Cry

augh escaped her lips. Holland had defended her in publi

ed over to her drafting table and star

lief. "Are you not even an

e was completely flat. "I am just a tool. As long as he pays my

esterday. "I'm still going to make her linge

letting them turn you into a robot! You need to hire a l

er voice finally cracking. "Ha

tercom on the de

ce shaking. "Crystal is outside with three

mmed her hand down on the intercom button.

ght to the front glass doors. Crystal was stan

l. She raised her hand and flipped

h the thick glass and stomped her

er. A small, warm feeling b

finger at Ellery. "If you don't start fightin

on the desk. The screen lit up with a notif

was from K

New York. Le

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“Ellery was trapped in a suffocating marriage with Manhattan's most ruthless billionaire, Holland Sutton. She silently endured his blatant affairs, even measuring his mistress for custom lingerie at her own design studio. She drank foul, black fertility potions forced on her by his cruel mother, who treated her like nothing more than a breeding machine. She only tolerated the endless abuse because her own brother blackmailed her. He threatened to pull the plug on their dying mother's life support if Ellery didn't secure Holland's massive investment for his company. So, she swallowed her pride. She let Holland drag her around like a trophy, let his mother demand she quit her business, and allowed herself to be stripped of all dignity. But then, the devastating news broke. Holland's cousin had just welcomed a baby boy, securing the family inheritance. Ellery's womb was suddenly useless to the Sutton empire. The promised investment for her brother was instantly revoked. Every humiliation, every bitter potion she had choked down, was for absolutely nothing. She had been the perfect, silent puppet in a sick game she could never win. Yet, Holland simply dragged her to the closet and threw a black haute couture gown at her feet. "Put that on. Tonight, you are going to smile and show all of New York that my marriage is perfectly intact." Staring at the heavy dress on the floor, a cold, terrifying clarity replaced her despair. If the rules of his twisted game had changed, then so had hers.”