WIFE ON PAPER STRIKE BACK

Elise flinched as the cold air brushed against her cheeks, sending an icy shiver through her body. Her skin felt damp, and an unfamiliar chill clung to her frame.Slowly, her eyelids fluttered open, and a serene sky greeted her gaze."What…? Am... I not dead?" The question echoed in her mind, disbelief washing over her. She could still vividly recall the horrifying moments of her demise—her heartless husband pushing her down the stairs, the searing pain of her body hitting the cold, hard floor, and the agonizing sensation of life draining away.She remembered the weakness, the numbing cold, and the all-consuming fear. Desperately, she had begged Lucas for help, her voice trembling with a flicker of hope. Yet all he offered was a chilling, detached stare, devoid of guilt or remorse. He had watched, unbothered, as if he had been waiting for her end all along.It all made sense. Once she was gone, every piece of her wealth, her possessions, would fall into his hands. That was the purpose

Irina's eyes widened as she stared at Elise in disbelief. “You’re not joking, right? This isn’t some twisted prank, is it?” Elise leaned back against the bar, a sly smirk playing on her lips. “Do I look like I’m kidding? I’m dead serious, Irina. I’m divorcing him.”Irina burst into laughter, loud enough to draw attention from the other patrons of Taste, the nightclub they were in. “Oh my God, Eli! This is incredible news! We have to celebrate this properly.”“Exactly why I brought you here,” Elise said with a playful wink.Without warning, Irina grabbed her hand. “Then let’s hit the dance floor!”The two women plunged into the crowd, their laughter and carefree energy blending with the pounding music. Elise let out a wild scream as she moved to the beat, but the moment was short-lived. Someone shoved her hard from behind, and she stumbled, saved only by Irina's steadying grip.“Watch it!” Elise spun around, her glare sharp enough to cut through the dim lights and haze of the club. He