His Discarded Wife Is A Rune Genius

Chapter 2

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of color against the black velvet of night. My reflec

small talk about the weather. I stared out th

my stomach. An e

state, gliding down the long, tree-lined drive. It stopped befor

ed this place home. Tonig

ped out into the cold wind

lit, cavernous hall. It was silent. Empty. O

he master suite. I went t

gotten folder. Inside was a document I had prepared m

rce ag

. Alaia Dawson. Each letter was

I pa

wooden box containing my mother's locket. My research notes from my

ns, the life of a Montgomery

growling up the drivewa

ather sofa in the grand living room, the signed docum

nt of expensive liquor and a perfu

perfect face. "What are you doing here? Should

ith a familiar, weary disdain. "Alaia, I'm tired of this. Let's

cold eyes. I pushed the fold

my voice steady.

age Dissolution Agreement," then flickered to the last page, to my signature. A flicker o

pers as if they were contaminated. "You think t

nt," I said calml

g over me like I was an item up for auction. "More

The agreement is clear. I waive al

k of arrogance slipped. Con

ocument again. "Since you're so eager, fi

e thought I would come crawl

y suitcase. "Good. Good

d toward the door,

a master whose pet had just disobeyed. "What do you think yo

hold, but didn't turn

," he snarled. "Without the Mo

open. The cold night a

e to myself than to him. "B

pulling the door shut behind me, leaving him standing in

ught it was

a the show wa

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His Discarded Wife Is A Rune Genius

Maiga Ardeni Werewolf

“I was lying in a cold hospital bed, having just suffered a complete miscarriage. The doctor casually informed me that my chances of ever conceiving again were extremely low. Trembling, I called my husband, Archon Barron Montgomery, hoping for just a single word of comfort. Instead, a wall of loud music and laughter came through the line. "What is it? I'm busy." When I whispered that our baby was gone, his voice was colder than a winter tomb. "These things happen. Rest up. I'll have Adrian handle the bill." Before I could even process the heartbreak, a magical projection accidentally popped up on my terminal from his best friend. It showed Barron on a lavish balcony, leaning in and intimately laughing with Erica, his first love. He was throwing her a grand welcome-home party while I was alone in the hospital losing our child. For two years, I had given up my career as a runic tech prodigy to be his invisible, dutiful wife, managing every detail of his life. Yet to him, I was nothing more than a disposable servant he could easily replace. Staring at the screen, my shattered heart turned to ice. I had lost my baby and my future, only to realize my marriage was just a pathetic, one-woman show. The sheer humiliation and grief twisted into a pure, potent rage. I ripped the IV needle from my hand and walked straight out of the ward. That night, I signed the divorce papers, packed my secret research notes, and used a mana cutter to slice my enchanted platinum wedding ring right in half. It was time for the Archon's obedient wife to disappear, and for Alaia Dawson to take back her throne.”