The CEO's Unwanted Wife Strikes Back

Chapter 5

Word Count: 761 | Released on: 26/05/2026

house was eerily silent. It wasn't the tranquility

. He pushed open the bedroom door. The room was tidy and steri

d his

rned to her vanity. The velvet tray was empty. Every piece of jewelry he had bought her remained, glitterin

only what wa

slammed his fist against the wall, the impact jarring up his arm. A dull cra

ers stiff and clumsy. He called h

owled, his voice hoar

fe. He paced the bedroom like a caged beast. Wh

"Mrs. Carlisle-Vance... she's checked into the Greenwich Hot

d panic through him. "Is she hurt?" The

y. "She's there to see Mr. P

s mess on her own. Trying to cut him out completely. T

d. Mr. Price was a stern, unforgiving man, lounging on the hospital bed with a sullen, satisf

it even began, Mrs. Vance," he said flatly. "Mo

had no leverage here, no power. She was about to

belonged to him. Dressed in a sharply tailored dark suit, his presence imm

h businessman vanished, replaced by a man eager

e and slowly walked toward Eleanor. He raised his h

from him, an inv

ir, then dropped. His ex

" he murmured, low enough

t back in a whisper, her face flushi

. "Doesn't it?" He turned to the man on the

man nodded eagerly. "

He only recognizes that name. Not Eleanor Vance." He dismantled her exi

ered, her voice trembling with the anger building in

not to accept any private settlement," he

s fresh, sharp cologne flooded her senses. His voice was low, s

You'll move back home. You'll put your things back in the closet, and yo

ng the weight of

goes to priso

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“For three years, I endured a freezing, arranged marriage with Julian Carlisle-Vance, foolishly hoping my childhood crush would eventually warm his heart. But the moment his "friend" Seraphina called about a minor wrist ache, he abandoned me in our bed, rushing to her side and publicly flaunting his devotion online. When I finally handed him the divorce papers, willing to walk away with absolutely nothing, he refused to sign. Instead, he blackmailed me. He blocked the settlement for my younger brother's impending assault charges, using his freedom as leverage to force me into a sick ultimatum. "The marriage stays on paper, but in private, you will be my mistress." He wanted to strip me of my dignity, keeping me as a secret plaything while my own father conspired with Seraphina, putting my late mother's precious jadeite necklace up for auction just to punish my disobedience. Julian even twisted a moment of my vulnerability, accusing me of secretly loving his dead brother, using that paranoid delusion as an excuse to ruthlessly degrade me. I didn't understand why the man I loved hated me so much, or why my own family would sell my mother's soul to the highest bidder just to keep me leashed to a psychopath. But when I saw my mother's necklace headlining the Sotheby's VIP preview, the suffocating despair inside me finally burned away into a cold, clear rage. I wiped my tears and calmly began planning my appearance at the auction. They thought the necklace was a chain to bind me, but I was going to make it my weapon.”