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Seeds of Fury: The Discarded Wife's Rise

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 571    |    Released on: 07/06/2025

smelled of expensive scot

t had been in years. Only when he was drunk

lder, a parody of affection. "Chloe's just a spoiled brat. Don't mind

e'd pull me close, whisper apologies, then take what he wanted in t

the light, the face of the "swamp

e flat. I kept piecing the letter toge

n my should

or reasonable. "Look, you don't understand business, the pressures I'm under

ous, as if he were be

cious circumstances. His uncles, circling like buzzards. He'd heard whispers of

. Begged her to help him, to use her

had agreed. She'd poured her life force into his revival, calling in favors,

n after, her

e. He'd sworn an oath, his voice raw with emotion. "Only Elara. My wife, for l

nate, swift ends. Ethan had ris

sn't fit for the new Ethan Cole. The shame on his face

ven in its age. A Cajun proverb: "*Vieille branche ne retient pas le printemps. Lai

vorce papers wi

ng the document on the bed beside him. I

is. You walk out that door, you're never stepping foo

dull throb now.

"Alright. Fine. I'm willing to give you a

raised by you, of course. A Cole heir need

s a judgment on

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“It was supposed to be my ten-year anniversary, a glittering party celebrating a decade I'd devoted to building Ethan's empire. As I stood under the opulent chandeliers, Chloe, his sister, beamed, raising a toast "to new beginnings"-then pressed divorce papers into my hand. The celebratory evening shattered, turning into a public nightmare. While Ethan schmoozed with his Ivy League "ideal," Victoria Vance, I suffered a violent miscarriage right there on the polished ballroom floor. His family hissed, stepping back as if I carried a plague, and Ethan's only concern was for the "scene." Later, I found my meager belongings shredded, my grandmother's cherished letter torn, and "GET OUT" scrawled in my own lipstick on the bathroom mirror. How can a man, who knelt at my grandmother's grave swearing eternal vows and built his fortune on her ancient wisdom, accuse me of being ungrateful? For ten years, I was the mud from his bayou origins he desperately tried to scrub away, yet the foundation of everything he built. Now he wanted to erase me completely? But when his sleek new fiancée arrived with bulldozers, threatening to desecrate my ancestors' precious burial ground, the meek "swamp girl" Elara they thought they'd broken finally snapped. Clutching my grandmother's secret, powerful seeds, I vowed to reclaim my power, one fiery breath at a time. They wanted a show? I was just getting started.”
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