The Neglected Wife's Vengeful Spectacular Comeback

as she stared at the small

ink l

er chest-a joy tangled with disbelief,

t of her silk robe, her heart beating a l

been secretly marr

ny ordinary married coup

shut, shattering the si

r stumbled through the door. His tie was loosened, his jacket draped over o

ard him, reaching out to hel

him. The smell of alcohol washed over her. His voice, magnet

rip, her hand moving instinctively t

ek. "Three years of my life, wasted on you. Using my brother, manipula

me," she said, her voice trembling but steady. "

to the sofa where he had dropped his briefcase. From inside, he pulled

like a gunshot

et, two words were printed in bold

r, and her legs buckled. She sank onto the cold lea

all, menacing silhouette again

tepped aside," he said, his

he words came out

ne I've been paying

g as she gathered the scattered papers

the test stic

lding the divorce ag

uietly. "Have you ever lo

y eyes were as cold and u

N

ngle

recise.

neath the pain, something else stirred-small and stubborn. A whisper of surv

e papers in her hands

though her hands still shook. "You know that. He made it clear: without an heir,

scle ticked in his temple. For

as law. And Warren Harvey had decreed that his grand

," Alexander said, his voice dr

n't sign anything he hasn't approved. And neither

the air between th

word, he turned and strode toward the guest room. The door slammed sh

papers still clutched in her trembling hands. The city lights gli

he sofa. Her hand drifted to her stomach, sett

murmured. "No matter what. I'm g

from call sheets, her face disappear from screens, her dreams gather dust w

was com

able. A role she had fought for with everything she had left. A role that would mar

hers

or he