Shattered Vows: Rise Of The Neglected Wife

Chapter 5

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ial chill. "Please contact Mr. Briggs. He has full custody. Or better yet, call

nse, she ended the call and

the ballroom. Chloe didn't need

ox fur stole, swept into the room on Bryon's arm. They were immed

'Celestial Voice'?" a wealthy investor ask

person worthy of playing that instrument is the future Mrs

nt, but surely she couldn't compare to I

exuding the aura of a man who owned the room. He h

hough she kept rejecting calls on her phone. Nothing

ache in her stomach flared again. If they didn't care about Daisy's well

n her arm. "You were the Maestro's finest student. When you audition for

She had wasted six years for a man who didn't

eir VIP seats, which happened to be ju

in genuine shock. She leaned in, whispering something into Bryon's ear, before pasting on a b

h to draw the attention of the surrounding rows. "I know you're still throwing a tantrum b

uldn't keep Bryon interested, and your own daughter can't stand the sight of you. The kindergarten called me, not you, when Daisy

. "Oh, and please don't embarrass yourself by bidding today. We both kno

. She didn't look at Isabella. Instead, she dramatic

voice clear and carrying. "It smells like

e air and grimaced. "I do smell somethin

tch, pulled out a small, travel-sized bottle of strong, medicinal bug spray she kept for outdoor

nds up as the pungent mist hit her face and her expensive fur.

" Chloe said, casually droppin

to her seat next to Bryon, her eyes welling with crocodile

He was prepared to snap at Chloe, to order he

py, exhausted housewife was gone. In her place was a striking, elegant woman who looked like she had stepped out of a 1950s Vogue edit

essiveness. He hated that she was looking so

done playing games, go home," Bryon c

her head. She acted a

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“Waking up alone in a sterile hospital room after major surgery, Chloe Lancaster reached for her phone, hoping for a single message from her husband. Instead, the first thing she saw was a photo he had just posted. It was a picture of him laughing in the park with their daughter and Chloe's sister, Isabella. The caption read: "Perfect Sunday with my favorite girls." In the family group chat, Chloe's message about going into surgery was met with dead silence, while her mother and brother enthusiastically praised Isabella. When Chloe called her husband to ask for a divorce, he coldly mocked her for being paranoid and overweight, while Isabella played the innocent victim in the background. Later, Isabella even brainwashed Chloe's young daughter into screaming in terror at the sight of her. "Bad mommy! Go away! I want Auntie Izzy!" For six years, Chloe had given up her prestigious music career, her friends, and her entire life to be the perfect wife, only to be systematically erased. She was suffocated by the injustice of it all. How could her own flesh and blood so easily replace her, stealing her husband and her child while treating her like absolute garbage? But the agonizing pain soon burned down to a cold ember of resolve. Wiping away her tears, Chloe didn't throw a meaningless tantrum. Instead, she quietly slipped a devastating divorce agreement into a stack of routine business reports for her arrogant husband to blindly sign, preparing to detonate his perfect world.”