Jilted Ex: Married To The Blind Tycoon

Chapter 2

Word Count: 764 | Released on: 15/06/2026

able. She walked into the living room, where a small, elegantly wrapped box sat on the coff

m and deliberate, and placed it back in

pen, and Preston walked in, bringing with him the smell of salt,

uch and his smile was wide,

tly, a small, almost imperceptible movement that w

learly expected her to be waiting by the door, r

voice even and devoid o

disbelieving laugh. "Done? What is this, some new g

other one of her little moods he wo

t ring from her finger, and placed it on the glass surface of the coffee ta

said. "I'll have my thing

t the glass finally wiped the smirk

rip surprisingly strong. "You're throwing thi

p. She looked him directly in the eye, her own gaze cold

physical slap. His pup

from confusion to fury. "That idi

r at being caught. The last flick

to one of condescending placation. "You can't be this dramatic.

other woman, a tactic he'd used a hundred ti

nd walked toward the entryway, picking up her purse and the light

more than any tantrum could have. As she reached for the doorknob,

ing across the screen. "You think you c

ns. He had forwarded her the contact cards of sev

of them will be a better fit. Oh, wait. I forgot. A woman

of love and support, reduced to a transaction

d, liberating emptiness. She smiled, a real smile, for the first time that nigh

d his name, pressed "Block this Caller," and then, with

m one last time. "G

oking back, leaving him standing alone in the a

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“Elliana Castillo spent eight years being the perfect fiancée-the quiet, graceful woman who planned the parties, wore the right jewelry, and never asked questions. Then she saw the video. Her fiancé Preston, laughing on a yacht with another woman in his arms. "She'll just be at home, waiting for me. Like a good little canary in a cage." The words shattered eight years of devotion in a single breath. Elliana walked out that night. No tears. No screams. Just the cold, steel click of her engagement ring hitting the coffee table and the final swipe of her thumb blocking his number forever. But freedom came with a price. Her mother disowned her. Preston's thugs showed up at her door. She had nothing-no money, no allies, nowhere to run. Until the Marshall family came calling. Marry their heir, Julious Marshall. Ten million dollars. Unwavering protection. It sounded insane. A marriage to a complete stranger, arranged by a witch's prophecy about their "fate compatibility." But Elliana had learned the hard way that desperation and opportunity often wear the same face. She signed the papers. Now she lives in a gilded cage-a sprawling estate, designer clothes she didn't choose, and a husband she's never met. The staff speaks of Julious in whispers. The doctors rush into his room at all hours. And at night, through the heavy oak door that separates them, she hears the sound of a piano-haunting, powerful, filled with a pain that echoes her own. Then she finally sees him. Stooped in a wheelchair. His face devastatingly beautiful. His eyes- Empty. Clouded. Blind. The truth crashes down: her husband is dying. A brain bleed, inoperable. And he's been refusing food, refusing therapy, slowly surrendering to the darkness. But Elliana has been a prisoner before. She knows what it feels like to be treated like a fragile thing, a decoration, a canary in a cage. She's done being anyone's canary. She walks through the door. "I am his wife. It's my responsibility to take care of him." For the first time, the words feel true.”