Escaping From My Ruthless Billionaire Husband

Chapter 7

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own leaves across the cracked p

, her hands stuffed into the pockets

n and a half months pregnant. Her lower back ached wi

jab struck her rib

hand to her stomach. She smiled, whi

oap shop paid for her groceries, and

ching, she had to get a prop

of-network clinic. The waiting room

and filled out the paper regis

cash, the receptionist d

eptionist said, tapping the incomplete box on

rote down Brenda Hollowa

new intern sitting at the computer, who dutifully typed

alled boardroom of the Whitaker Building

the last six months, he had become a ruthless, unpredict

ardroom door

the shocked gasps of the board me

d tablet on the table

dilated. He snat

ency contact was Brenda Holloway-Janelle's college roommate. "Sir, the system flagged the n

clinic in a remot

racking system had been scanning for Brenda's nam

her chair screeched backward, tipp

was frozen mid-presentation. He

oom, adjusting his tie wit

ecurity officer trailing behind him. "

Maybach tore through the Linc

ed, building up to a deafening roar as the jet shot

n, Bryant poured himself

red out the window at the clouds, his mind cycling thro

ked out of the clinic, holding a sm

d her the baby was

r coat tighter around her body. She looked up at the gloomy sky, complete

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“Janelle was trapped in an ironclad marriage to a ruthless billionaire, forced to endure his obsessive control just to pay off her family's debt. The fragile nightmare shattered the day she discovered she was pregnant. Bryant hated her family's bloodline. When she carefully tested the waters about having kids, his dark eyes locked onto hers with cold disgust. "If you ever get pregnant, I will strap you to a table and watch the doctor scrape that bastard out of you myself." When an ultrasound photo accidentally slipped from her bag that night, Bryant flew into a murderous rage. He locked her in a room and ordered his private medical team to arrive the next morning with a full surgical setup for a forced abortion. Desperate to save her child, Janelle slashed her own arm with broken glass, knocked out the guard, and fled into the freezing night to hide in a remote mountain town. For six months, she lived in poverty, making organic soaps for cash just to keep her baby safe. She couldn't understand why he wouldn't just let her go, or why his twisted hatred meant he had to ruthlessly hunt down his own innocent flesh and blood. But a single emergency contact form at a local clinic exposed her location. At seven and a half months pregnant, as she walked out of a dollar store, three armored SUVs suddenly boxed her in, and the devil himself stepped out of the shadows to drag her back to hell.”