The Neglected Genius: My Ex Husband's Regret

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ned, felt cheap against her skin. It was four years old, from

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ce, the chill of the New York night air a wel

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nt at the DARPA lab.The r

his personal congratulations. He said this is a

this banquet, she was merely Krystle Winters-Damion's wife. And Damion had a

, its face subtly engraved with Damion's company logo and the code for "Chimera.

anned the c

f the terrace, walking with his co

ng behind a large potted plant. She would

voices to her, clear and shar

id. "But honestly, why are you still wi

down. Her heart seized. She forgot to brea

d she'd never heard before, l

Quiet, obedient, and keeps the house

You married her just to provoke Dana, to make h

man in my position needs a wife for appearances. Krystle, with her simple background,

research lab? I heard it co

uable talent." Damion cut him

anageable. Sim

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slipped from he

one terrace with a

friend asked, his v

said, his tone impatient. "Let'

ng casually around his friend's shoulders

f her life, of her devotion, of what

t a contract.

was the help. A tool us

f humiliation so profound it felt like drowning washed over her.

box. The watch, a symbol of her highest achievement

't go back

ide door, escaping the terrace

hit her, seeping through her t

ds. Krystl

hose two names was a c

f the place she called "home

r face. She didn't cry. Her eyes were wide and empty, her s

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the velvet

waiting. She didn't move for hours. Then

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