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His Wives, Their Treachery, His Redemption

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 831    |    Released on: 26/08/2025

le, then at the three women who had presented them. Their faces w

," he said, his vo

lease. It's just a small gesture. W

ur feelings," Donavan stated, turning to lea

the constant emotional manipul

heavy, cold platinum cufflink from the Cains slipped ou

but in the tense silence of t

the object on the floor. Danielle, ever

with suspicion as she examined the stylize

er hand, his movement quic

ion only heighte

" Jinnie stated, her brow furr

us?" Kortney demanded, stepping cl

ayer about to lose their most powerful piece. They were terrified of losing their access to t

edge to his voice. He watched their faces p

heir has to marry from one of our families! I

nielle insisted, her voice tight.

em, that his life was a commodity to be used for their purposes. In his first life, he h

is," he said slowly, "is a family sig

he desperate assumption that it must be a new d

n the air, "it is not from the Masons. Not f

eir minds refusing to

a relieved laugh, her brain seizing on the most palatable ex

d slid it onto his shirt cuff, her touch

pulling out her platinum card. "A litt

ith their phones. They were celebrating. They had misinterpreted his words as a joke, a t

to laugh, or scream, or both. He felt like a ghost

-room opened, and Jeb limped in, a

his eyes immediately landing on the gif

ntly turned their full attention to Jeb, th

ey said, playfully tapping hi

a conspiratorial wink, "sin

limited-edition watch and hande

fts meant for him. He watched as Jeb feigned rel

seen

e four of them in their perfect, self-contained

st. It was a promise of a different future. A f

t used to i

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His Wives, Their Treachery, His Redemption
His Wives, Their Treachery, His Redemption
“As the sole heir to the Pittman dynasty, I was presented with three marriage proposals. They were from the daughters of Boston's most powerful families-Kortney, Danielle, and Jinnie, my childhood friends whom I had loved my entire life. But my life became a series of tragedies. I married them one by one, and one by one, they died protecting the same man: Jeb Clayton, the son of our estate manager. On her deathbed, my third wife, Jinnie, confessed the devastating truth. "We only ever loved Jeb." She told me they married me for my power, using the Pittman name as a shield to keep their low-status lover safe and in their lives. My marriages, their deaths-it was all a lie. I wasn't a husband; I was a bodyguard, a cuckolded fool in their tragic romance. I spent a lifetime as a supporting character and died an old man, alone, with only the city's pity for company. My entire life had been a cruel joke, and I was the punchline. Until I opened my eyes again. I was twenty-four, standing before my parents, with the same three velvet boxes on the table.”
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