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The Don's Wife's Sweetest Revenge

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 798    |    Released on: 10/10/2025

ella

oom, the glass walls feeling like a cage. I needed to

y doctor, arranging for a house call, playing the part of the devoted husband. The performance was flawless. He was the most powerful man in the city, f

me. The shaking stopped. The nausea receded. What remained

chen. He hung up the phone

make me feel better. We should have your parents o

hen wary. "Dinner? Tom

finished for him. "I

fusing a family dinner with his parents, the former Don and his wife, would be

e words tight. "I'll mov

ed out of bed and went back to his study. His laptop was on the desk, sleeping

n folder. Insi

e of my silk robes, the one he'd bought me in Paris. She was holding up her hand

o the camera, her voice dripping with ve

sed her, a deep, possessive kiss that he used to g

ike watching a movie about two strangers. The woman on the screen, Isabella Moretti

across the empty space in the bed. "Bella

cold as marble. I laid a hand on his

whispered into

ng at 6 a.m. It was on the nightstand, a blatant

the phone, his voice rough

ou breakfast," he announced, a grand gesture to make u

e, he said, "This house is too much for you. We sh

e. The words hung in

r than I intended. "This is m

expression on his face. "Be

tally clueless, that a real laugh almo

looking him straight in the eye

ked. He believed it. He truly be

kissed my forehead. "I have to go. T

out, I said h

tur

xed?" I asked casually. It was a commitment he'd

m on it," he said, a little too quickl

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