Hidden Wife: Rising From The Ashes

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ing his silk tie. His eyes widened in disbelief, as if the ve

righton asked quietly, tak

e silk sheet over her bare shou

himpered, grabbing his sleeve. "Why is s

his face vanished in an instant, replaced by a re

ady words, tucking the sheet carefully around her, then turned back to glare at me

the holding cell, blood seeping through the bandages

oth arms and my chest, Brighton had also sat by my bed for hours on end. He'd sworn he'd love ever

ndaged arm, all he felt w

pointing toward the hallway. "Bot

. She slid out of bed, trailing my favor

rror. You look like a homeless person off the street. This penthouse was bought by Brighton. He pays t

t a charcoal-gray Italian designer suit,

" Gia said coldly, her finger jabbing the printed

. Brighton had given it to me for our second anniversary,

anicured fingers bore yesterday's da

limit to buy Gia fourteen thousand dollars' worth of clothes, then turne

and pinched the bridge of h

y. "She needs decent clothes to rebuild her confidence and go to social events. You spend all day in a dust

he was scared of thunder and having a panic attack, and you left me alone in a hotel room! Last winter, I was pregnant and you refused to come to my pr

as just an unfortunate medical accident.

ten minutes-just ten minutes-so he could meet my husband before he closed his eyes! You lied to me about an emergency client meeting and actually took Gia

into suffoca

uilt and embarrassment crossed his face, but

tory every time we fight only proves how emotionally unstable you are," Bri

rd the front door. "We're done.

and strode tow

Brighton shouted, heavy foots

suddenly dashed past him, throwing h

d make Brighton look like a villai

down and precisely clamped onto the edge of my infected, oozi

wed me whole. A scream

ct, my uninjured left arm s

hed her shoulder, she let out an exaggerated wail and threw h

ch, screaming in theatrical agony. "She hit

lightning. The color drained from hi

righton stared at Gia

sobbing. "I was going to surprise you tonight! Six

ia's trembling hands to my f

Brighton growled thr

e lunged forward, ramming his shoulder into

sted, weakened body into the sharp

rack echoed f

or, curling up in agony as warm, thick fluid gushed down the inside of my thighs, so

d, vision darkening around the e

arms and strode toward the door

aid over his shoulder, his voice thick with bone-deep hatred,

ia out and slammed the door b

blood, the ceiling light spinning abo