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Chapter Twenty: When the Crown Falls
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Married to the billionaire who broke me Chapter Thirty-Three: Isabella and Valeria
Chapter Thirty-Three: Isabella and Valeria Isabella did not tell Ethan where she was going. That was the first betrayal she allowed herself. She left before dawn, dressed simply, hair pulled back, heart pounding with the kind of fear that sharpened rather than weakened her. The guards noticed—of course they did—but she invoked Ethan’s authority with a steadiness that surprised even her. “I’m allowed to leave,” she said calmly. “Tell him I’ll be back.” They hesitated. She smiled, small and dangerous. “That wasn’t a request.” Valeria’s residence was quieter than Isabella expected. No press. No chaos. No armed spectacle. Just a sleek, immaculate house perched like a predator above the city, all glass and shadow and secrets. Valeria had always liked places that looked transparent while hiding everything. Isabella walked in unannounced. Valeria was waiting. “You shouldn’t be here,” Valeria said softly, seated on a white sofa, legs crossed, a glass of wine untouched
Married to the billionaire who broke me Chapter Thirty-Two: The Last Strike
Chapter Thirty-Two: The Last Strike Valeria did not panic. That was the mistake people always made when they underestimated her—they assumed desperation would make her reckless. But Valeria had never survived Ethan Blackwood’s world by being reckless. She survived by being precise. When she realized Ethan had crossed an invisible line—when she understood that Isabella was no longer just a contract wife or a convenient shield but something protected—Valeria did not lash out emotionally. She calculated. She sat alone in her penthouse, city lights bleeding through floor-to-ceiling glass, a tablet glowing softly in her hands. On the screen were timelines, names, financial trails, sealed documents she had spent weeks quietly unearthing. Isabella Blackwood was not going to be destroyed by scandal again. This time, she would be erased. — Isabella sensed it before it happened. The air around Ethan changed—tightened, sharpened. He became quiet
Married to the billionaire who broke me Chapter Thirty-One: The Past That Refused to Stay Buried
Chapter Thirty-One: The Past That Refused to Stay Buried Valeria realized she had miscalculated the moment she saw Ethan hesitate. It was subtle—so subtle no one else noticed. A pause before he answered a question in a board meeting. A fraction of a second too long before he dismissed Isabella’s name when it surfaced in conversation. A sharp, restrained silence whenever someone referred to Isabella as expendable. Ethan Blackwood did not hesitate unless something mattered. And Isabella still did. That realization curdled inside Valeria like poison. She had not returned to orbit Ethan’s world. She had returned to own it. And Isabella—broken, disgraced, supposedly defeated—was still standing in the center of something Valeria could not reach. So Valeria struck again. This time, she did not aim for Isabella’s reputation. She aimed for her safety. The invitation arrived wrapped in elegance. Cream paper. Embossed let
Married to the billionaire who broke me Chapter Thirty: Truth, Arriving Too Late
Chapter Thirty: Truth, Arriving Too Late The silence after disgrace was louder than applause. Isabella learned that quickly. In the days that followed the council meeting, the world did not shout at her. It did not accuse her openly. It simply withdrew. Invitations vanished. Calls went unanswered. Faces that once warmed at her presence now turned politely blank. Worse than hatred was erasure. She still lived in the Blackwood penthouse, because the contract demanded appearances until its final day. Four months remained. Four months of being a ghost in a place that had once felt like a battlefield she was learning to survive. Ethan rarely spoke to her. When he did, his voice was cool, controlled, indifferent—like she was a problem already solved. That indifference hurt more than his cruelty ever had. She woke one morning to find her access completely restricted. Even her personal terminal—once linked to Blackwood systems for scheduling and c
Married to the billionaire who broke me chapter Twenty-Nine: The Punishment The World Saw
Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Punishment the World Saw Valeria did not act in haste. She never had. She understood Ethan Blackwood better than anyone alive—not because she loved him more, but because she had helped create him. She knew the line he would forgive crossing in private. She knew the one he would not forgive at all. And she knew exactly how to make sure Isabella crossed it in the eyes of the world. The frame was brilliant in its cruelty. It didn’t accuse Isabella of betrayal of the heart. It accused her of betrayal of power. The documents surfaced quietly at first—placed into the hands of the one man Ethan trusted to bring him truth without sentiment. Financial ledgers. Access logs. A recorded conversation spliced just carefully enough to suggest intent without clarity. The accusation was simple. Isabella had leaked proprietary information. Not to an enemy— but to a rival. A sin worse than treason. By the time E
Married to the billionaire who broke me Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Lie That Brought Them Close
Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Lie That Brought Them Close Valeria believed separation was a science. Pressure here. Distance there. A whisper timed precisely when doubt was already bleeding through the cracks. She had watched Ethan Blackwood dismantle empires with less effort. So dismantling a woman who loved him should have been easy. It should have been. Her plan was elegant. Cruel. Perfect. She leaked a rumor—carefully curated, devastatingly believable—into the one place Isabella could not ignore: Ethan’s inner circle. Not the press. Not the public. But him. The rumor said Isabella had been meeting someone. That she had been preparing for life after the contract. That her loyalty had an expiration date that had already passed. Valeria made sure the proof looked airtight. Photographs taken from angles that lied convincingly. Messages stripped of context. A schedule that
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