The Jilted Wife's Brilliant New Life

Initiative-a billionaire's ark for humanity's brightest minds. I was a brilliant softw

e. He needed to legally bring his doe-eyed

olution," he said calmly

vilization, while our marriage was mere "sentimentality." He was le

ended, insisting he still loved me. The man I had built m

ire funding the ark owed me a life-altering favor. My hand

red, "I need to ca

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so he could legally bring his protégée to

tside our hermetically sealed

sky of New York City. News tickers scrolled silently across the bottom of the wall-mounted screen, a constant stream of collapsing markets

funded think tank on a remote, self-sufficient island. It wasn't just a shelter; it was a breeding groun

t got

I watched him now as he paced the length of our marble living room, his reflection gliding across the polished floor

golden sunburst logo of the Helios Initiative. It granted him a spot. A

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rtup career to become Mrs. Adriana Weeks. The woman who coded the complex predictive models that underpinned his early work, who ed

handsome face, the one I had loved with every fi

he said, his voice calm, as if he were e

e air had been punched out of my lungs. "Logic

issertation on resource allocation in closed systems is groundbreaking. She's not just my protégée; s

with a worshipful gaze I hadn't been able to muster in years. The girl wh

he statement felt absurdly simple, ridiculousl

ing like a slap. "This doesn't change tha

slid a thin folder across th

atically qualify if the primary selectee deems another collaborator more critical to their work." He took a sip of his whiskey, his han

vorce. A temporary dissolution of our eight-

my world inside was shattering.

er?" I couldn't wrap my head around it. The cruelty

k, our work, continues. Once we're established on the island, once things stabilize, we can

mind was racing, sifting through the wreckage of my life, searching for a piece of d

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gy. I had found a catastrophic flaw in his company's core algorithm hours before a major product launch, a flaw his own team had missed. I worked for 48 hours straight, fueled by coffee

mmett had said, pressing his personal number in

had. U

ing, laying out his heartless, logical plan for my abandonment. He didn't eve

t my ribs as I found the

ang

ctly as I remembered it. Cr

voice shaking. "It's Ad

," he said, a note of warmth entering his tone. "I was wondering

managed to say. "No, it's not

ess sentences. The Helios spot. My husband. Hi

, the line was silent for a moment. I could hear

voice laced with a cold fury that was so

ne wen

room. Bryant had stopped pacin

annoyance in his voice. "We don't

er," I lied, my voic

eed to face reality. There are no other options. The shuttles leave in forty-eight hou

urn. He didn't just see me as disposable; he saw me as p

apartment cutting through my haze of pain. "Carolina. If I sign thi

She'd sold her house to support us when we were start

He picked up his glass of whiskey and took

ce was hi

embered our wedding day, under a canopy of oak trees. He had taken my hands, his eyes filled wit

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