The Jilted Wife's Ruthless Billionaire Comeback

bay. He stopped, his chest heaving, his ey

g off his suit jacket and wrapping it tightly around her shive

ng sobs. "She pushed me, Julian," she cried, her voice muffled against his shirt. "She push

rs on the floor and the tattered remains of the white dress. A sma

on Evelyn. It was a look of pure, unadulter

their weapons. She stepped forward, out from be

camera pointed directly at the staircase, Julian. I suggest you

ctive rage. "I don't care what happened!" he roared. "She is sic

ay from the doorway. She ran at E

you mean mommy!" she screamed, her voice shrill with a

ckward. The heel of her stiletto caught on t

backward and potentially crushing her daughter, she twist

oor. A sharp, searing pain shot up her ar

Bianca cried out,

He saw his wife fall to protect their child. A flicker of something-

t move to

looked down at Evelyn, who was now sitting on the floor, cradling her injur

aphina," he comma

ing the throbbing pain in her arm. Bright red blood was beginning to seep through the sleeve of

the hand of their daughter, while he cradled his mistress in his

atened to fall. She would not give them the satisfaction. Her spine

e she had never given him before. It was the l

d, her voice qui

ching something deeper. A flicker of unease, of panic, crossed h

sing again, "I will use every resource I have to make

ollow sound, filled with a terrible, liberating sa

was hiding behind his legs, peering out at her. The last

her voice turning to ice. "I will show y

rough the front door, pushing a gu

gurney, murmuring soft, comforting words to

otting to keep up as they whee

shredded pieces of the wedding dress. Evelyn stood motionless in the center of the