Malaika

The Cold CEO's Unwanted Genius Wife

Meng Xinyu

I stood in the darkest corner of the Pierre Hotel’s ballroom, my cheap polyester dress itching against my skin while my wristband buzzed with a DARPA Priority Red alert. In front of the city’s elite, my fiancé Bryce Calloway took the stage, not to toast our future, but to publicly end our engagement and announce he was with my sister, Chloe. The room turned on me instantly, a hundred pairs of eyes pinning me down with pity and disgust as they physically backed away like I was contagious. When I returned home, my mother shattered a crystal vase at my feet, screaming that I was a humiliation and a "dropout" who didn't deserve a cent of the family fortune. Chloe and Bryce mocked me, laughing when I told them I had a mission with the National Security Agency, convinced I was either a pathological liar or a low-level criminal. They watched in horror as a black, unmarked military helicopter descended on our backyard to extract me, yet they still chose to believe I was being arrested for drug trafficking. They saw a pathetic girl who couldn't even parallel park, never realizing I was Dr. Nova Vance, the lead physicist behind the world's first successful fusion reactor. To secure funding for my research and gain a "fortress" of a name, I signed a thirty-day marriage contract with the arrogant billionaire Roman Knight. He treats me like a fraud, convinced I’m a gold-digger who failed out of college, while I quietly run global energy simulations from his guest bedroom. He has no idea that the "loser" he’s forced to live with is the same anonymous grandmaster who has been ruthlessly crushing him in online strategy games for months. "The contract is active," I told him, looking past his expensive suit. "But don't expect me to be your maid."

Modern Mystery

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"Josef, see it yourself. I would never wrong Myra." Yvonne Ye quickly opened the surveillance video in his study.

Even Josef Jiang's two close friends stared at the screen in curiosity, wondering if what she had said was true.

Staring at their faces, Myra Ming had no idea what happened. 'What's happening?

Why are they staring at me like that? Like I've done something so shameful! What the hell was Yvonne talking about?' Myra Ming thought sadly.

"Josef!" she called out her husband lowly.

"Shut up!" he snapped, not even bothering to look at her. Myra Ming bowed her head grievously.

"Josef, what's wrong with you? Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something? Why do you have to yell at me?" she snapped, having enough of his indifference.

Just now, she had been shopping happily with her friend outside. The next thing she knew, Josef Jiang called and urged her to come home immediately. When she was back, she was met with curious and cautious looks from his group of friends.

'What the hell happened? When I married him, he had never said anything harsh to me. Never! What's going on? Why did he have to yell at me in front of these people?' Thinking of this, Myra Ming's eyes welled up with unshed tears.

Although she was usually obedient and submissive when it came to her husband, she couldn't take this mistreatment anymore.

"Bastard! Why the hell are you yelling at me? Why are you treating me like this? What did I do? What the hell did I do to deserve this?" she demanded.

Josef Jiang's two friends gazed at her in surprise.

She had always been gentle whenever they came to visit. In fact, from the time they had known her, she never did anything unreasonable. Josef Jiang's handsome face darkened at the sound of her yelling at him. Yvonne Ye stared at Myra Ming with a smug smile, as if everything was falling into her plan.

'What? Are they all dumb?' Myra Ming thought.

However, she didn't have the guts to say it right to their faces. After all, they were visitors. Moreover, the look on Josef Jiang's face had darkened further. Seeing this, she quickly closed her mouth. It seemed that she needed to stand this a little while longer.

'Fine, since you all like to waste my time, then be it. Let's wait and see,' she thought bitterly.

Thinking of this, Myra Ming grabbed a drink from the fridge and found a good seat. However, when she returned, the atmosphere in the study became even more serious.

As soon as she walked in, she automatically regretted ever coming back at all.

'What's wrong with them?' While Myra Ming was buried deep in her thoughts, Josef Jiang snapped,

"Well, my dear wife, weren't you so agitated a while ago? Why don't you speak up now?"

Hearing his words, Myra felt Ming cold all over.

Although he said it with a smile on his face, the warmth didn't reach his eyes. He stared at her calculatingly as if he was waiting for her reaction. She had never seen him like this before. It was as if she didn't even know him.

"Do you have anything to tell me?" he asked coldly.

"Tell you what?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

'Something's wrong.' Josef Jiang talked as if he was waiting for her to confess and beg for a lenient punishment. The way his two friends were looking at her now also looked as if they were gazing at a thief. Their hardened gaze made her shift uncomfortably.

Her usual carefree character was reduced, and she was overwhelmed with a feeling of anxiety.

'Is it just like the movies?' It couldn't be! She wasn't going to allow herself to be belittled like that! Definitely not! There was always a mistress involved in those types of movies, and the original wife would usually be belittled. She'd be bullied.

Seeing Josef's face, it wouldn't be unusual for him to get a mistress himself. In fact, even if he wasn't looking, there were hundreds of women willing to throw themselves at him.

'Why didn't I think of any of this when I got married? The movies I watched all have a good ending, right? I shouldn't think of this,'

she thought, trying her best to calm herself. Whatever happened will happen either way. The most important thing she had now was Josef's trust.

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