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The Girl He Left Behind: Now a Billionaire's Wife

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 581    |    Released on: 24/06/2025

eks were a spec

itled "Project Nightingale," full of intimate, slow songs. His phone buzzed constantly with late-night texts from

him, he turned i

024. Can't a man and a woman be frien

derstanding his "progressive" view on lif

milies. I called my mom,

. "Andrew is a good man from a good family. You have the house, the ring. Don't

orse. His mother, Carol, cal

He's just helping a less fortunate colleague. You should be proud of h

ng me to ignore the gaping wound in my relationship, to just smile and pretend

receipt in his car for a high-end baby store. A crib

" I said, my voice shaking as I held up

said, not even looking at me, his eyes

cut all non-essential contact with her. No more texts, no more appointments, no more secret shopping trips. And yo

rom his screen, his fa

can't just abandon her. I

rds hit me like

creen lit up with a picture of M

t's wrong?

, I'm on my way. Don't mo

bbed his keys, not

d?" I asked,

She collapsed. I have to get her to the

turned to look at me. The logic and c

low and venomous. "You and your cruel ult

alone in our perfect house,

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The Girl He Left Behind: Now a Billionaire's Wife
The Girl He Left Behind: Now a Billionaire's Wife
“The smell of fresh paint filled our new home, the one Andrew and I had planned for months. This was it, my American dream, built with my college sweetheart of five years. Then the doorbell rang. It wasn't the pizza. It was Maria, heavily pregnant, saying Andrew was her baby's "private sperm donor" and they needed to discuss baby shower plans. My fiance, the man I shared everything with, calmly explained he was just "being supportive" to a "platonic friend." My world shattered as everyone, even my own mother, dismissed my pain, telling me to ignore this "technicality" for appearances. They said I was jealous, old-fashioned, dramatic. I learned he bought Maria' s baby expensive nursery items, and when I gave him an ultimatum, he left me for her "panic attack," calling me heartless. How could he do this? How could everyone think I was the crazy one? Desperate, I sent a single word to a number I'd ignored for years, a high school bad boy who' d once had a crush on me: "Now." He booked his flight without hesitation.”
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