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Rejection's Fury: A Wife's Return

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1226    |    Released on: 14/08/2025

of the day, the grime of five years of humiliation. When she

worn-out jeans, her sim

room and down to the back of the house. There, next to the g

g to displease her, she would find her belongings in the garbage. It was a

ust looked at the pile and f

. Saves me the tr

, exhausted, and fell int

ut on the same simple dress from the day b

. Cecil was at the table, sipping

"Still wearing yesterday's clothes? I suppose that

. "Aliana, get my briefcase. And my tie

ient servant. She would have fetched his things, straightene

him without a word and pour

dumbfounded. "Di

er, then turned to face him.

ourself,"

ecil's jaw dropped. Damien loo

to me?" he demanded, hi

even and calm. "I am not your servant. And as of today

nter and walked towards the doo

the estate, where her father lived. His room was simple but

very step, a sharp, stabbing pain that shot up her leg. She w

rang in her ears: "Don't you d

ll her love, reduced

frail form was the final crack in her composure. Th

rying her face in

e cried, her body shak

oked her hair gently. "It's okay, Lia. It's not

ng up at him, her face streaked with

sad smile on his fa

and there. She would never set fo

staff, the few people who had shown her kindness. As she was

ieked, her face contorted with rage. "You un

her and tried

it of fury, s

dare walk a

ustion and emotional turmoil. The shove

of her dress hitched

. Hadley, who had been watching from th

d, ugly scar. It was the scar from the skin graft she had secretly undergone to hel

bling finger. "What i

car. His first, instinctive reaction was disgust. He re

, shielding her as if Alian

ng her skin. Her first instinct was to pull her

ng! To have such a hideous thing on your body. No

to cover herself. She slowly lift

vulsion in his eyes. This was the man she had saved,

e asked, "You think it's

adley tighter, his silence a con

red, his eyes fixed on Hadley's

was Aliana's laughter. It started as a low chuckle and gre

it all came down to this. He looked at her, at the proof of h

nting to the door. "Get your d

as loyal to Aliana's father, stepped forwa

suddenly calm. The laughter had died,

g to another man. "What are you two whisp

a, grabbing her arm and

en't you?" he spat, his face close to hers. "Is this

back of the house, his grip like iron. The

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Rejection's Fury: A Wife's Return
Rejection's Fury: A Wife's Return
“I stood in front of City Hall, clutching a marriage license application, waiting for the man I' d loved for five years. He was late. Again. This was the 99th time Damien Crawford had chosen someone else over me. But this time, a picture on my phone showed him smiling with his high school sweetheart, Hadley Stuart, the woman he' d never gotten over. When I returned to his mansion, Hadley was curled up next to him, his mother beaming. His mother, Cecil, gave Hadley a family heirloom bracelet, dismissing me as a servant. Damien, instead of apologizing, grabbed my arm, accusing me of a tantrum. He still thought he was in control. I showed him the torn marriage license, telling him I wanted nothing from him anymore. He responded by dragging me to my room, pushing me against the wall, and trying to kiss me. I told him he was dirty. Then, my father collapsed. Damien, seeing the jacket a male security guard had given me, refused to let me take my dying father to the hospital, claiming Hadley was having a panic attack. His mother, Cecil, slashed the car tires and threw the keys into a fountain, laughing as my father stopped breathing. My father died. At the hospital, Damien jabbed an acupuncture needle into my hand, telling me it was what happened when I disobeyed him. He still didn't know the scar on my back was from the skin graft I gave him. Why did I sacrifice everything for a man who saw me as property, who let my father die? Why did I stay for five years, only to be treated like dirt? I called Anderson, my adoptive brother, the CEO of the Morrison Group. It was time to go home. It was time for Damien Crawford to pay.”
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