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Unraveling A Twisted Marriage

Unraveling A Twisted Marriage

Author: Gavin
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Chapter 1 Chapter 1

Word Count: 1047    |    Released on: 17/07/2025

eive a child," the doctor'

ly built, shattered

nt; it was the direct consequence of a fa

me after I confronted him about plagiarizing my game pro

d on magazine covers for "their" new gaming dynasty, I was

, Brodie brazenly moving in, wearing my clo

s release, branding me an unstable, jealous plagi

the ironclad prenuptial agreement: my parents, years ago, had signed over t

y existence, was a tra

, I wouldn't just ruin myself; I would d

ith no legal escape, no way to fight a man who contro

dignity, my family's sacrifice, an

hout hope, a desperate, wild thought sparked in the darkness: If

it all down a

pte

words were fl

caused significant internal trauma. I'm sorr

h-pitched ringing, drowning out the rest of his sympathetic speech. A wave of naus

y throat. My body felt like a battlefield, hollowed out

ny procedure?" I asked,

"The scarring is too extensive. Any attempt would be

nce. And the source of this agony wasn't some random acci

nimalist living room. The shouting, the cold fury in his eyes. I had confronted him about

ve, Calista," he'd snarled. Then came the shove. It wasn't hard, but I was off-balance. My feet tangled, and I f

e full weight of his betrayal. I pulled out my pho

ory, on the cover

his protégé, Brodie Potter. They were both b

tter: A New Gaming Dynasty." Her g

The public humiliation, the financial ruin he'd

it. I w

I told myself, the

yer's office was just

e adjusted his glasses. "The assets are tied up in a trust. And the prenuptial agreem

nce shared, the one I had designed. I needed my persona

oreign. Wrong. In the living room, Brodie Potter was directing movers,

ningly sweet expression. "Oh,

eyes locked onto the robe. My home

in his hand. He stopped short when he saw me, his

ice shaking with a rage I didn't know

face was a mask of false concern. "Calista, I'm so sorry ab

t you were sleeping with my husband? Or that y

drained fr

in front of he

. The admission was right there, in his eyes, in the w

ce of my old

y," I said, the words tas

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