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When The Contract Ends

When The Contract Ends

Author: Tu Tu
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Introduction 

Word Count: 241    |    Released on: 16/06/2025

n a grand mansion, my very existence hanging on Victoria Sterli

's ten-year-old daughter, who saw me as an intruder and a p

tched Victoria tend to her late husband's handsome lookalike, Juli

e Julian' s life, and Chloe whisper, 'Let him die,

d my other hand broken, the one I played guitar with, all while Julian

unching bag, meticulously broken down and disca

esolve. My contract was almost up, and this time,

ee from their toxic grasp, a life so genuinely happ

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“For five years, I was Liam Walker, a hired husband and father in a grand mansion, my very existence hanging on Victoria Sterling' s whims and my sick mother' s need for life-saving treatment. My days were a relentless cycle of enduring Chloe, Victoria's ten-year-old daughter, who saw me as an intruder and a perpetual punching bag for her grief, often turning physical. Then came the car crash, and as the world exploded around us, I watched Victoria tend to her late husband's handsome lookalike, Julian, leaving me, her 'husband,' slumped and bleeding in the wreckage. At the hospital, I heard Victoria coldly prioritize Julian' s life, and Chloe whisper, 'Let him die, Mommy. Then Julian can be my new daddy for real.' My agony deepened when Victoria, in a chilling display of power, ordered my other hand broken, the one I played guitar with, all while Julian reveled in her affections and poisoned Chloe' s mind with lies about me. What was I really to them? A ghost, a prop, a punching bag, meticulously broken down and discarded, with no worth beyond my fleeting utility. But as my body healed, a quiet fury hardened my resolve. My contract was almost up, and this time, no amount of money or manipulation would stop me. I would escape, take my mother, and build a life free from their toxic grasp, a life so genuinely happy, their future remorse would be utterly meaningless.”