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Woke Up as My Nemesis's Wife

Chapter 5 The Desperate Embrace

Word Count: 806    |    Released on: 17/09/2025

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with barely concealed glee,

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longer even bothered to hide

ood there, silent,

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done, his expression turn

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, he no longer call

ed Leonard's line, and soon the title of

e addressed me now, he could

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he entire Harlow family wa

ready begun congratulating Nora, sp

nd Miss Ansel-looks like you two are

ting on you to look after

t Selena once s

they had all known about L

grading myself again and aga

rances always outweighed the truth, which i

ad made his stance clear, they no longer

d, "No, it's nothing like that

laugh, "You know very well

the man in a

wning over Nora-why was h

said, "I didn't expect Mr. Harlow's taste to be so... un

hen shifted his gaze to

s laced with disgust, and the way he looked at me

e anyone could tru

the man dropped to one knee and pu

, would you gra

med forward, seized my wrist with a crush

me out of

rd, le

divorced yet, and you're already hunting for my r

ugh at the absurdity,

vorced yet, and you're alre

Leonard to swallow the ang

rist free fro

to get rid of me. Now

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o too fa

ce it felt as if he wanted to

d again

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don't l

fits I promised you at our wedding t

hing to do

off, clutching

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Woke Up as My Nemesis's Wife
Woke Up as My Nemesis's Wife
“I, Selena Grant, was the most cherished daughter of the Grant family in Seaview City, a princess in all but name. Countless men longed to draw near, not for love, but for the status and glory that came with me. But men never interested me. My only passion was my work, and my ambition was to see my empire stretch across the globe. For a long time, I believed I would burn out in my relentless work, destined to grow old alone. Until the day I woke in a bathtub. From the phone came a voice, sharp with impatience, "Why aren't you dead already?" A stranger-a servant-told me I was married, and that I had degraded myself time and again, staging suicide attempts just to win a glance from this man. I didn't believe a word of it. I could be relentless for my work, but never for a man. I picked up the phone and glanced at hundreds of rejected call records and countless unsent messages, all beginning with the same desperate words, "I love you." In that instant, I believed it. A bitter smile tugged at my lips as I stared up at the ceiling. Although I had lost three years of memories from this marriage, anyone who dared to treat me with such contempt would not escape the consequences.”