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His Unwanted Wife, The Billionaire's Obsession

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 623    |    Released on: 02/09/2026

ough the phone. Ellery gripped it

ice trembling from cold and

chuckle, as if he had been waiting for this cal

"You have my bracelet," she g

was lazy and taunting. "Where are y

, empty park and the lone suitca

e told him

ing?" he ask

give me an address. I'

ll me where you are." This time it

told him the n

't move," Blaise

wave of uncertainty washing over her. Wou

creeched to a halt on the street beside the park, the

was wearing only a black T-shirt and jeans, completely unsui

trides, a predatory grace that se

t and pulled her suitcase i

shadow under the dim street

he red marks left by Jace's fin

. The hint of a smile vanished. Wha

s?" His voice

ively tried to

s," she said, her voice ti

reached out, his finger

ed his hand away with a for

idair for a moment.

urned, and walked

bracelet!" she called o

er door and looked back at her, jerki

d I get in your car? I

stance in two strides, grabbed her arm,

screamed, struggli

ingly strong. He practically th

the door shut, circled the car with terrifying speed, and

as tr

ving. "Blaise Hawthorne, what th

entley smoothly into traffic. Then he reached into the bac

atingly calm. "I'm taking you some

protection. It soun

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His Unwanted Wife, The Billionaire's Obsession
His Unwanted Wife, The Billionaire's Obsession
“I sold myself to a stranger for fifty thousand dollars just to pay for my daughter's funeral. When I returned to my gilded cage of a home, my husband, Jace, was already moving his mistress in. He didn't even know our daughter was dead, still using her medical bills to threaten me into perfect obedience. "Don't forget, Lily is still waiting for a bone marrow match. Are you sure you want to make me angry?" To escape him, I lied and told him I caught an STD from the man I slept with. Disgusted, Jace threw me out into the freezing Chicago night. My own parents shut their doors on me, terrified of losing his financial backing. Homeless and broken, I was suddenly picked up by the very man who bought me-Blaise Hawthorne, my husband's most dangerous billionaire rival, who saw the bruises on my neck and took me in. But Jace's fragile, narcissistic ego couldn't handle his property walking away. He tracked me down, refusing to sign the divorce papers unless I agreed to one final humiliation: serving as a lowly assistant to his mistress at a prestigious antiquities gala. He thought this public degradation would finally break me. Instead, I calmly accepted his deal, stepping onto that glittering stage to expose his true love as a complete fraud in front of the city's elite, officially beginning my revenge.”