His Fake Wife Is A Genius Hacker

Chapter 4 No.4

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ont door burst open, and paramedics flooded the apartment, their

tcher. My fingers were still wrapped tig

onsciousness. The rhythmic beeping of a heart monitor was a fran

had to reach Dustin. He wa

helped me dial his number. I pressed the

oicemail. "The number you h

inder of my complete and utter isolation. Harrison had built my

hope in my eyes

spital. I was rushed through the chaotic emergency room, t

face obscured by a surgical mask. All I coul

he said to the team, his voice a steady an

face. As they wheeled me toward the operating room, I r

nding empathy. He placed his gloved hand over mine, and a faint warmth seeped th

y ears alone. "Don't be afraid. I'm

of Harrison's cold dismissal. In my darkest hour, a complete str

d asked, "What's your h

b to my already wounded heart. I j

too weak to talk. "It's okay, ho

the word scraping my raw thr

t her wishes," he said, his gaze still on me. "Foc

ll mercy, a tiny island of

. As the drugs flooded my system, I stared up at the blinding s

g a glass of champagne with Brooke Shelton at his side. The hero of the hour, toasting to his reunion with her while I bled out on an operating table. I could al

terrupt his night with

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His Fake Wife Is A Genius Hacker

Annabell Seto Modern

“I was married to the city's celebrated FBI hero, Harrison Phelps. But when I was bleeding out on our floor from a miscarriage, he stepped right over me to attend a welcome-home party for his female partner, Brooke. "It's not a baby yet. It's just a clump of cells." He delivered those cold words and walked out the door. Later, during a live-broadcast bank hostage crisis, both Brooke and I were held at gunpoint. The hijackers made him choose one to live. Without hesitation, he chose Brooke, declaring her a "national asset," and left me to take a bullet to the neck. I barely survived the surgery, only to discover that our six-year marriage was a complete sham-he had never even legally filed the paperwork. He had also been intercepting my messages for years, systematically isolating me from my only brother. I had given up my brilliant career to be his obedient wife, only to realize I was nothing but a disposable pawn. Digging deeper, I uncovered an even more horrifying truth: Brooke's incompetence had caused my mother's death years ago, and Harrison had used his power to cover it up. Having narrowly escaped death, my grief was completely burned away by a cold, absolute hatred. I dragged out the sealed, dust-covered case containing my old digital arsenal. Under my old hacker alias "Pandora," I calmly began to dismantle the FBI hero's life, piece by piece.”