Jilted Wife: The Billionaire's Contract Bride

Ten years together, three years of marriage. I thought we were the perfect couple, especially after our IVF finally worked and I became pregnant.

But an anonymous text shattered everything. It was a photo of my husband, Jereme, passionately kissing my stepsister, Ericka.

Through a cracked bedroom door, I heard them laughing. Ericka was pregnant too. Jereme promised her he would divorce me as soon as I delivered "our" baby.

Then came the most chilling part. Jereme bragged that he had bribed the clinic to swap his sperm with a "discarded" sample. He called me a mere incubator, refusing to let his precious bloodline run through my body.

When I coldly handed him the divorce papers, his fragile ego snapped. In a fit of rage, he shoved me hard against his office wall.

As blood pooled around my legs and I begged for help, he just sneered.

"Stop faking a miscarriage to get my attention. It's pathetic."

Then, he ran off to comfort a crying Ericka, leaving me and my unborn baby to die on the cold floor.

Lying in my own blood, my ten years of love turned into pure, icy hatred. I didn't understand how the man I trusted could be so monstrously cruel.

But Jereme made one fatal mistake.

That "discarded" sperm didn't belong to a nobody. It belonged to Blace Salinas, the most powerful and ruthless billionaire in the city.

And when I woke up in the hospital, Blace was standing by my bed, ready to make them pay.