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The Unwanted Wife And Her Billionaire Protector

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 793    |    Released on: Today at 17:48

behind her. Colter turned the lock. The sound was definitive, a m

desk and sat down, gesturing to the leathe

e of the seat, her hands c

tical. "You want to see Dallas Barlow's real m

s using a fake diagnosis to defraud me, and I ne

eaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers in fr

kin," he said, his tone professional, yet his words were a violat

ly humiliating. Her face burned. To be asked th

e bit ou

g like no barrier at all. "So the other night, at the hotel... your extreme

ished surface of the desk. "Dr. Kensington, that is none of

exhibiting signs of extreme sexual frustration can be a key indicator of the psychological pressur

with his words while maintaining a professional veneer. D

ened slightly. He dropped the bomb. "Physiologi

you can testify to that? Yo

iagnosis. As long as he claims to have it, and as long as he's seeing a the

bring me in here?" she asked, he

, and she instinctively shrank back in her chair until her

rapping her completely in his shadow. He leaned

low vibration that seemed to go straight through

ched. "What...

d you take anything? To bind the remaining toxins in your system? T

ast two days, the most obvious, most catastrophic m

bled to her feet, backing away fro

s. He turned, tore a sheet from a prescription

macy downstairs. It's a high-dose hepa

and turned to flee. She wrenched open the door, desp

allway, his voice followe

te a physical examination with a specific neurological trigger test that he won't know how to fake. I can force hi

look back.

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The Unwanted Wife And Her Billionaire Protector
The Unwanted Wife And Her Billionaire Protector
“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.”