Jilted Ex: Married To The Blind Tycoon

Chapter 6

Word Count: 565 | Released on: 15/06/2026

e Marshall estate. This time, when she walked through the massive fr

ormal sitting room, where two lawyers

n-disclosure agreement, swearing her to absolute secrecy abo

rease by a set amount every year they remained married. The terms were clear: she was expected to fulfill the role of a supportive wife in public, but there

tract and more a

ign this?" she asked, her voice

his full power of attorney in this matter," the

ure: Julious Marshall. It was the f

signed her name, Elliana Castillo, for the last time. Th

. Marshall," Hayes said, a

gn, a costume she wa

e, decorated in soft creams and blues. A large dressing room was already filled with clothes in her exa

s unsettling. They kne

through that connecting door." He gestured to a heavy oak door on the far wa

ana stood alone in the vast, silent room. She was

he hea

imple melody. It was a complex, powerful piece, full of a raw, desperate energ

om to stand before the oak door. She presse

that piano was not weak. The music was filled with a strength th

the man on the oth

nger than her fear. She had an overwhelming

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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.”