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The Discarded Wife's Genius Comeback

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 619    |    Released on: 13/06/2025

into NovaSynthetics. Long days, longer nights. It felt familiar, like the early days with GenL

e ground up, answering to no one but my own vision. My team was sma

' s alienation a constant ache in my heart. I sent him letters, gifts for birthdays and hol

. Secured Series A funding from a sharp, insig

' t just see the science; he saw the passion, t

ip or mutual acquaintances I couldn' t entirely avoid. GenLife

ader everyone thought. Cassandra was a ch

ons. The company culture, once collaborative and innovative (a culture I h

d my own battles to fight

r. Mark, before Cassandra, before the success. The hopeful young sci

s had worked hard their whole lives, saved diligently. It wasn' t a fort

e you sure, Sarah? This

eplied, smiling. "

hen, tight. "I wo

n my brightly lit office. He had. In e

When his first major research project hit a funding wall, she' d vanished, deeming him a bad investment

p name, welcomed her back with open arms. He seemed to forget her earl

ails. He needed to believe he' d done it all himself, with Cassandra as his muse. My seed

. Mark had looked at me, a strange expression on his face. Not

ars of my life. It was over. The pain was still there, a dull th

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“Eight years of my life, my brilliance, my family inheritance-all poured into Mark' s biotech startup, GenLife. I was the unsung architect, coding his prototypes late into the night, nursing his dying mother, while my own career gathered dust. When GenLife finally soared, Mark was captivated by Cassandra, his self-proclaimed muse and my own biological parents' golden child. Then, gravely ill with pneumonia and desperate, I tried to reach him to pick up our son, Ben. Instead of my husband, I found an Instagram story: Mark, Ben, and the Winthrops-my birth parents-toasting Cassandra' s lavish 'surprise promotion.' The centerpiece? A cake featuring my revolutionary molecule design, dismissed by Mark years ago as "too theoretical," now proudly presented as her intellectual triumph. Standing right there, in front of everyone, our son called Cassandra "Mommy" while his father looked on, unbothered. The raw betrayal, the audacity of parading my stolen work and my own child' s shifted affection, was a physical shock that cut through my fever. How could the man I loved, the family I sacrificed everything for, erase my existence so thoroughly, so publicly? They believed they had broken me, reduced me to nothing. But as I walked out of that opulent restaurant, leaving their celebration behind, a quiet, icy clarity settled in: a phoenix doesn't rise from ashes without first burning down the old world. This was my turning point. This was the moment I chose to reclaim my name, my work, and my future, on my own terms.”
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