Ruthless Tycoon: Protecting My Contract Wife

Chapter 5

Word Count: 704 | Released on: 18/05/2026

on flashed in Buxton's dark pupils. He saw the raw d

he released his bandaged hand, stood

e floor. "Pick up the chair," he ordered, h

wheelchair, and hauled it upright. She braced it while he use

nd as he exhaled, the last trace of vulnerability was extinguished from his eyes. He methodically brushed a pi

y are you standing in my house dripping wet

the wet fabric of her jacket. Her pride and her

ead up, her voice shaking but d

sand dollars. It covers my tuitio

narrowed his eyes, assessing the aud

why would I lend fifty thousand dollars to

note. I'll pay you back with my salary the secon

he wheelchair glided forward smoothly until

and. He hooked his index finger under he

ielding eyes. Something deep wit

er that day. He needed to be married by the end of the month to u

completely alone, and seemingly easy to

d to that of a corporate predator closin

ed instantly. Her shoulders

in the quiet room, "I will pay the fifty

r eyes wide with shock. She searched hi

ercial transaction. Two years. You get your tuition. I

rooms. No interference in private matters. In two years, we d

circuited. A contrac

r toward Mr. Henderson flashed in her mind. Then Ang

or starving on the streets without a degree, the cold

ared directly into Buxton's da

, his gaze as calm

ides. Her nails bit into her flesh. Her throat

orner of Buxton's mouth. He pressed a butt

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“Amira worked grueling shifts to pay for her NYU tuition, only to return home and hear her parents plotting her ruin. Her mother decided to force her to drop out and marry a creepy, fifty-year-old man for a $50,000 dowry, just to secure her brother's future. When Amira refused and fled into the freezing rain for help, her wealthy best friend maliciously framed her for having underground gambling debts. Her boyfriend Angelo believed the lies, looked at her dripping wet figure with pure disgust, and dumped her on the spot. Cornered, Amira returned to pack her bags, only for her mother to lock her inside a sweltering, windowless bedroom for three days without food or water. Her mother intended to starve her into submission before handing her over to the old man. As her fever spiked and her throat bled, Amira felt the crushing weight of utter despair. She couldn't understand why her own blood treated her like disposable livestock, while the people she loved threw her to the wolves. But what her greedy family didn't know was that the night before, a desperate Amira had gone to her reclusive, billionaire boss and signed a marriage contract. Just as she was about to die on that floor, the heavy padlock was smashed open by men in expensive suits. "If you ever come near Mrs. Shaw again, I will make you beg for death." Amira was done crying, and it was time to make them all pay.”