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Discarded Husband, Rising Mogul

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 739    |    Released on: 24/06/2025

Sabrina Chadwick, my wife of ten years

young man, probably the ninety

b, looked at m

n," he said, his voice loud en

d him towards the elevator, her expres

For the last dec

the day our contractual marriage

ndar, her entire life, so she could build her real estate empire. In exchang

I could make her love me

e guest room door. The sounds weren

er bedroom, wearing a silk robe. Caleb fo

ered, not even looking at me. It was

iving room couch, lookin

No

time in ten ye

narrowing. It was the first time she'

did you

voice calm. "The contract is

harp laugh, a sound de

t be a child. You' re a failed architect who hasn' t worked

d down, her gaze fi

st before you embarra

face. "Come on, Sabrina, don' t be so hard

he immediately softened, her at

cooed, pulling him close.

r her shoulder, a clea

mask. I didn' t feel anger anymore,

s from her college days, the ones she kept in a locked box. Caleb was a near-perfect

with Caleb. She was

irm," I said, my voice cuttin

her face a mixture of

nnections? You' re going to be a laughingstock

e a glorified housekeeper. Caleb here has more artistic tale

. He was wearing a vintage Patek Phil

her dresser just to look at it. She had screamed at me, accusi

s on Caleb

gave it to me. She said it lo

slowly. "It

. He frowned, then turned away. I got up and walked back to the guest r

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“Tonight was our tenth anniversary, wrapping up ten years of a meticulously kept contractual marriage. For a decade, I, Ethan Lester, had been the silent architect behind my wife Sabrina Chadwick' s booming real estate empire. I managed her entire life, a dutiful husband and housekeeper, all to repay her for saving my father' s life. But then, she walked in, not alone, but with a smug-faced young man. "So this is the famous kept man," Caleb sneered, his words echoing through our Manhattan penthouse lobby. Sabrina, my wife, my partner of ten years, pulled him towards the elevator, her expression chillingly indifferent, utterly ignoring me. She didn' t care that her protégé was publicly humiliating me. She didn' t care what I felt when I overheard them that night, or the next morning when she ordered me to make them breakfast. I had been nothing but a loyal servant, and now, even that seemed to be beneath her consideration. I was left on a gurney in a crowded hospital hallway with a broken ankle after a car crash SHE forced me into, while she pampered Caleb over a scratch. That was the moment I realized the ultimate insult: I was just a possession, easily discarded. When the doctor asked for my family contacts, I looked him dead in the eye and said, "I have no family. Take her name off." I had been a fool to ever think love could bloom from a bargain, or that I could ever truly matter to her. Now, instead of cleaning her mess, I' m building my own empire. She desperately wants me back, but she has no idea what' s coming.”
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