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The Jilted Wife's Spectacular Comeback

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 656    |    Released on: 19/08/2026

from the firecrackers instantly

klers activated. Icy water rained down,

ke sobs became real shrieks of shock. Hartwell yelled Hea

to chaos as nurses and security g

gant, detached observer. She smoothed down her

rse. "It seems there's been an accident in my sister's room. Please ar

man before her, then at the chaos erupting dow

ere escorted from the flooded

lastered to her face, looked less like a fragile p

eaven, but two large secur

yes promising murder. "What the

ame to visit and to celebrate. I ta

room down the hall. Hartwell a

and shut the door, closing them off

d into a fresh bed, her face arranged in

I know you hate me... but why would you do this... I'm really d

and looked down at her. There was no

t cut through the room. "You've pulled this act every time you wante

aw hatred crossed her face before it w

se are you talking! Our Jessi is on her

she had already listened to when she contacted the private investiga

an idiot. A few tears and he melts completely... Once I marry him and get my hands on the Finley money, w

the color drained from his face. His fist clenched

essi's face, leaving it

the recorder, his expression shifting fro

da stumbled, caught herself on the nightstand, and immediately pulled o

si shrieked, her voice raw with panic. "Yo

miled coldly. She set the recorder on

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The Jilted Wife's Spectacular Comeback
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“I was at my final fitting, trying on the masterpiece wedding dress I had spent eighteen months designing, when my phone rang. It was my fiancé, Hartwell. The day before our wedding, he called to cancel. He told me my stepsister Jessi had terminal cancer, and her dying wish was to marry him. "Heaven, she's dying. It's just fulfilling the wish of a terminally ill person. I'll compensate you with three percent of my company's stock." To fulfill her wish, he expected me to step aside for the girl who had spent her life stealing my things, backed by my biased parents. Later, his mother demanded I return my engagement ring so Jessi could wear it on her deathbed, and Hartwell actually suggested I wait as his backup plan. "This thing with Jessi is temporary. After she's gone in three months, I'll marry you then." They even stole my custom wedding invitations, the venue I booked, and my floral designs to celebrate their betrayal. I looked at the man I was supposed to marry, feeling nothing but incandescent rage and absolute disgust. My years of compromise had only taught them to take more, but I was done being a victim. I forced him to sign over fifty-one percent of his company and pay two million dollars in damages. But my real revenge came at the courthouse, when he realized we were already legally married and state law required a thirty-day cooling-off period for divorce. "Heaven, you have to keep this quiet. You can't ruin my wedding to Jessi." I slapped him hard across the face, ready to make his upcoming ceremony the biggest joke in New York.”