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The Unwanted Wife And Her Billionaire Protector

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 755    |    Released on: Today at 17:48

inai Hospital. Dressed in a tailored trench coat and oversized sungl

"I'd like a copy of my husband's, Dallas Barlow's, re

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Due to HIPAA regulations, I can't release any patie

ed, Katrina decided to go directly to

r here was different-hushed and sterile, the floors carpeted to muffle

ridors for Hoffman's nameplate when she too

coats emerged, deep in a serious discussion. They were clustered around

let them pass, her eyes

and a profile that looked like it had been carved from marble. He wore h

caught in

The man fr

ips. The sound, though quiet, was enough

piercing eyes swept past the other

gaze, followed by a flicker

r neck. Her first instinct was to flee. She t

Dr. Kensington," she said respectfully to the man

Kensington. The untouchable specialist Dall

n sabbatical. His case had been transferred to a brilliant young specialist

his. He was Dallas's doctor. The man she had

icians, who nodded and dispersed, leaving t

r, his long strides eating up the distance between them. The familiar scent of cedar

le expression. His eyes dipped briefly to her neck, where her coat had

ow," he said, his voice a low, intimate murmur. "

face. He knew. He had known

ice shaking with a mixture of anger and hum

t was almost a breath against her ear. "That nig

lute, burned her ch

e gestured with his head toward an office door at the end of the hall.

ntrance to a predator's den. But she had no choice. To ge

uddering breath,

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“Katrina had spent the last two years trapped in a sexless marriage, patiently supporting her husband Dallas through his supposed psychological erectile dysfunction. But a hidden iPad shattered her perfect world. She discovered his diagnosis was a lie. He was actively cheating with his ex-girlfriend and secretly moving Katrina's trust fund into offshore accounts. Before she could gather evidence, Dallas set a vicious trap. He lured her to a boutique hotel, secretly drugged her champagne, and hired an escort to film her. His goal was to trigger the infidelity clause in their prenuptial agreement so he could steal everything. Heavily drugged and terrified, Katrina narrowly escaped the escort and stumbled into a random hotel room in the dark, desperately begging the stranger inside to save her. The next morning, Dallas shoved a divorce agreement in her face. "Sign it and walk away with nothing, or I'll leak the footage of you running half-naked in the hotel and destroy your reputation!" Katrina trembled with rage at his calculated cruelty, wondering how the man she loved could ruthlessly orchestrate her total ruin just for money. But she calmly tore the divorce papers in half. Because Dallas didn't know that the stranger she had accidentally slept with to survive the drug wasn't just a random hotel guest. He was Dr. Colter Kensington-Dallas's newly appointed medical specialist, and the untouchable heir to Wall Street's most powerful billionaire dynasty.”