The Neglected Genius: My Ex Husband's Regret

Chapter 2

Word Count: 775 | Released on: 28/07/2026

was sharp in the silent ho

She had been sitting in the

d stopped, his form a dark silhouette

dark? It's creepy." His voice was

him the scent of expensive cologne, whiskey, and som

nt. She re

ystle said. Her own voice s

ng to the wet bar to pour a glass of water. "I w

s if remembering a chore, he reached into the p

out an Her

s still attached. He threw it ont

. For

ame one he used wh

tiful, intricate design, but it was crumpled i

waiting all night? A piece of ch

ound the cool, smooth fabric. She didn'

ritate him. He hated thi

't like it?" The question was an ac

first time. The adoration he was used to seeing was gone.

, her voice flat. She folded the scarf in

ase in his eyes. He dismissed it as fatigue. Wi

room door close. The sou

d why she hadn't slept. He hadn't come to the gues

S. two weeks ago. In those two weeks, Damion had barely be

rash can, staring down at the

e breakfast as she always did.

r plate, and left

b" at Sharpe Industries. He had arranged the meaningless administrat

to hide her real work, was no

through the living room, her eyes fel

up and put i

f the wealthy suburb and toward the downtow

the windshield, but it brought

phone and opened a financial news

ntist, returning from overseas with groundbreaking research. Dana Warr

Dana's confident, elegant fac

efore: "I support valuable talent." On his sca

sed the accelerator, merging int

e Industries when her colleague, Amy, leaned o

b our company is funding just got a ne

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“For four years, Krystle had given up her brilliant academic career to be the perfect wife to her billionaire husband, Damion. But on the night of their anniversary, a $350,000 jewelry charge shattered her illusion. Hiding by the garage, she overheard him laughing with a friend, admitting the extravagant gift was actually for his ex-girlfriend, Dana. "Krystle? She's just the perfect trophy wife to keep my family off my back." The nightmare only worsened from there. When Krystle rushed to save his sister from a bloody car crash, his family falsely accused her of causing it. Damion publicly berated her, choosing to comfort Dana who had merely shown up with flowers. The final, devastating blow came when she overheard Damion promising Dana he would never let Krystle bear his heir, terrified the orphan would touch his fortune. Every sacrifice she made, every lonely night she endured, was just an unpaid, high-end housekeeping service to him. How could she have been so blindly devoted to a man who saw her as nothing more than a disposable placeholder? When an enraged Damion tried to force himself on her, thinking a child would chain her to him forever, Krystle finally snapped. She kneed him hard, leaving him groaning in agony on the floor, and dragged her suitcase out of the bedroom. "Damion Winters, we're done." Stepping out of the suffocating villa, she dialed her old mentor with chilling calm: "I need the best divorce lawyer you know."”