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Deserted Wife, Billionaire's Regret

Deserted Wife, Billionaire's Regret

Author: Gavin
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1087    |    Released on: 06/08/2025

ars streaming down her face, begging for my ticket because her mother was supposedly dying

loe. He then offered me a glass of water, which, unbeknownst to me, was drugged. I

#AvaWalksTheDesert. They boasted about my family' s supposed bankruptcy and ordered me to apologize to Chloe. When I refused

on board screamed that I was losing too much blood, but Liam was unconcerned. Then, a

out for antivenom, but Chloe "accidentally" knocked the vial, shattering it. Liam, more concerned with

ction. Just as Liam' s bodyguards forced me to my kne

pte

flight was boarding in an hour. It was a last-minute booking on a budget airline, b

near the gate, a franti

va

assistant. Her face was streaked with tears,

e you doing her

grabbing my arm. H

e, you have

was choked

bad. I have to get home, but every fl

ling finger at the

et? I'll pay you back, I'll p

surd. This wasn't a bus pass; it wa

an't just give you my ticket.

e, but the whole si

ded, her voice getting louder. "P

lt theatrical. I p

or my anniversary with Liam. Find another way.

ed by a cold, hard glare I had never seen before.

turned and hurried aw

e in my mouth, but I pushed i

cted a hug from Liam. Instead, he stood in the liv

loe?" he asked, his vo

you talking about? She found me at the

a look of deep disapp

er stranded when her mother is on her deathbed.

t's ridiculous. I told her to rent a car o

touching his lips. It was the smile he always u

oney. You're alw

chen and came back w

nk this. Let's just forget about

his sudden change in tone was reassurin

ely. The last thing I remember was Liam's gent

was dry, and my head pounded. I wasn't i

lden brown under a blazing sun. There was nothing else. N

bove. I shielded my eyes and looked

side him, Chloe Miller sat with a smug smile, hol

ed by a megaphone, bo

veloped, Ava! Now let's see how yo

ruel sound that echoed a

out a livestream interface. A hashtag f

asting my suffer

ot to my feet, my legs shaky. I looked st

t, my voice raspy but clea

trength. They wanted a show. I woul

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