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Divorcing The Billionaire: Watch Me Shine

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 687    |    Released on: Today at 14:36

ng up in her hospital bed with Sloane beside her, had decid

low growl of possessive anger. There was no concern, only

f any emotion. "I'm not having a

lieving sound. "Recovering

is barb, cutting straight to the point.

seemed to suck the air out of the phone

h controlled rage. "You are not divorcing me." It w

d collapsed on. "I'll have my lawyer send the papers to your office. I'm even willing to wal

f millions, clearly shocked him into silence again. It was the one thing he hadn

ng the terms. "Friday. Seven p.m.

efuse. She took his silence as r

rtieth birthday, a fact she was certain

ne back to the penthouse. The place felt alien, a museum of a life that was no longer hers. Aided by a sleek, modern cane, Cleone made her way

city lights began to sparkle

silence in the apa

nin

e didn't call. He di

might at least face her to end it-was finally, completely extinguished. Standing her up, on her birthday, for a meeting to di

e calmly signed her name on every page that r

d been watching her with a mixt

hen block his number on my phone. Block his email. Block h

ression grimly satisfi

erger negotiation to start at six-thirty, a deliberate power move to make Cleone wait, to r

alerts on his phone. A flash of possessive anger wen

nd thought, She can w

e, she wouldn't. He had just

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Divorcing The Billionaire: Watch Me Shine
Divorcing The Billionaire: Watch Me Shine
“For three years, I played the perfect wife to billionaire Graves Mills, sacrificing my brilliant legal career to warm his freezing heart. But everything shattered when his true love, Aurelia, woke up from her coma. He began abandoning me in the middle of the night to rush to her side. When she faked a pregnancy to claim his fortune, he fiercely defended her and publicly humiliated me. The ultimate betrayal came when I fell down our mansion's grand staircase, shattering my leg. Bleeding and in agonizing pain, I used my last ounce of strength to call him for help. "Stop being dramatic, Cleone. I don't have time for this," he sneered impatiently. Then, I heard him lower his voice to a gentle, loving whisper to comfort Aurelia about her phantom baby, right before he hung up on me. He left me helpless on the cold marble floor, choosing to believe a manipulative liar over his own wife. I finally realized my marriage was just a waiting room, and I was nothing but a disposable placeholder. When I woke up in the hospital after emergency surgery, the last ember of hope in my chest had turned to absolute ice. I pulled out the divorce papers I had drafted long ago, signed away my rights to his hundreds of millions, and blocked him completely. This time, I am no longer the obedient Mrs. Mills. I am Cleone Knight, and I am taking my life back.”