All Chapters of Married to a Woman Obsessed With Her Boy Toy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

After hanging up the call, I watched the expression on Hendrick Twain's face shift from smug satisfaction to bewilderment.But the very next second, a laugh escaped him. "Jeffrey, who are you trying to fool? You're just a plastic surgeon! And you're thinking of bringing down the Grahm family, one of Provenia's elite families?"Indeed. I was technically just a plastic surgeon. But that was only because when I first met my wife, Winona Grahm, she was pretty much a nobody.That was why I, Jeffrey Yard, scion of one of the true old-money dynasties, hid my identity for her sake and chose to pretend to be just another ordinary person working in a small-scale plastic surgery hospital. But as a result, Winona genuinely believed I was nothing more than a pitiful, insignificant husband she could trample whenever she pleased.I calmly gathered Hendrick's medical file and waved it at him. "Mr. Twain, this is your last procedure here. I'll be keeping your records as a case study for future

Chapter 2

Winona's expression darkened, but her voice softened as she comforted Hendrick. "Don't worry. I'm here. He can't cause any real trouble."When she turned to face me, her gaze grew cold and vicious. She snatched the divorce papers from the table and tore them to shreds in a few violent motions. "So are you planning to use a divorce to paint Henry as some homewrecker and destroy him completely? Is that it?"Her hand shot up, aiming a slap straight at my face. Through gritted teeth, she spat, "You want a divorce? Over my dead body!"I caught her wrist mid-swing and flung her hand away, letting out a scornful laugh. "How dare you raise your hand at me, Winona? You're quite something now, aren't you? Why don't you find out what your precious, innocent Hendrick gets up to when you're not around?"I pulled out my phone and played a recording. Hendrick's smug, lecherous voice filled the room. "She'd rather enjoy my fake junk that's been enhanced nine times over than ever touch your real

Chapter 3

Ignoring Winona's demand, I turned and went upstairs. Then, I pulled out a suitcase and began packing everything that belonged to me.The moment I grabbed the suitcase handle to leave, Winona burst into the room. Her eyes narrowed at the sight of the suitcase, and she wrenched it from my grip, hurling it to the floor with vicious force.The suitcase burst open with a sharp crack, scattering my belongings everywhere. Among them, an antique wooden box tumbled out, its lid flipping open to reveal a custom-commissioned handcrafted watch engraved with my family crest.My eyes locked onto it, and I lunged forward to retrieve it. That watch was the only keepsake my grandfather had left in this world.But the box rolled to a stop at Hendrick's feet. A glint of mischief lit his eyes as he snatched it up, letting out an exaggerated cry. "Oh my! Jeff, this watch of yours is rather lovely. The craftsmanship looks exquisite. I quite like it. Mind if I keep it?"I reached out, desperate to recl

Chapter 4

The searing pain tearing through my body kept jolting my mind back to consciousness.The sight of the broken watch pieces scattered across the asphalt pierced my heart like a thousand needles.In that moment, every last shred of love and attachment I still held for Winona crumbled to ash alongside it.I fixed my gaze on her, my voice weak but unwavering. "Have you ever thought of the consequences of your actions, Winona?"But she acted as if she hadn't heard me. Instead, she grabbed my collar and began dragging me from the wreck."Ah!" The jagged metal pipe pinning me in place tore into my thigh as she pulled, and a scream ripped from my throat.But her grip didn't relent. With a sudden, vicious yank, she wrenched me free.A rush of cold air hit the wound as a horrifying gash immediately split open along my thigh. The next second, agony, indescribable and searing, exploded through me. Blood gushed out in thick spurts.Winona's gaze swept over my wound. For a moment, something t

Chapter 5

As my words faded, Winona's arms fell limply to her sides. Her face drained of all color.The convoy Seamus had brought stood in silent formation along the midnight street, radiating an air of unquestionable authority.He supported me with gentle but firm hands, settling me into the backseat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom at the very front of the convoy. The vehicle's opulent interior stood in stark contrast to my bloodied, battered state.The moment the door closed, it shut out the two people outside who now made my stomach turn with revulsion."Mr. Jeffrey, your injuries…" Seamus' brow furrowed deeply as he took in the wound still seeping blood from my thigh and the gash on my temple. His eyes held both distress and a chilling resolve."Contact the family medical team immediately. Activate the highest priority protocol," Seamus said quietly into his earpiece, his tone leaving no room for debate.I leaned back against the supple leather as waves of pain crashed through me in relentl

Chapter 6

"Jeffrey Yard, don't think for a second that these tactics of yours are going to scare me! The Grahm family's foundation runs deep! You're nothing but a rich brat riding on Daddy's coattails! You can't touch us!""Oh? Is that so?" I let out a soft laugh. "Then by all means, keep watching. Let's see how much longer your precious 'foundation' holds up."Also, just a friendly reminder, according to our prenuptial agreement, your infidelity triggers an automatic transfer of all your shares in Grahm Corporation to me. Add that to Yard Corporation's acquisition, and tell me… do you honestly think Grahm Corporation still belongs to the Grahm family?""You… you're lying! That agreement—" Winona's voice wavered."That agreement is legally binding. It has your signature on it in black and white." I cut her off coldly. "Game over, Winona.""No! That's impossible! Jeffrey, let's talk. Let's meet up, and we'll discuss this!"Her tone shifted abruptly, desperation bleeding into pleading. "I kn

Chapter 7

A week later, my condition had stabilized enough for me to leave the hospital. I chose to meet Winona and Hendrick one last time at an exclusive club owned by Yard Corporation. I wanted to witness certain endings in person as proper closure to the absurdity of the past few years.The air in the private room was suffocating. Winona looked like a ghost of herself—she was gaunt and hollow-eyed, with her expensive designer suit wrinkled and ill-fitting. The commanding presence she once wielded had evaporated entirely.Beside her, Hendrick's complexion was sallow, his gaze darting and evasive. The clearly out-of-season clothes he wore were a pathetic contrast to the custom-fitted ensembles worth hundreds of thousands he had once flaunted.I sat on the center seat of the couch, a thin blanket draped over my leg, my posture relaxed and composed. The contrast between my calm elegance and their utter disarray was almost cruel.Seamus stood silently behind me."Jeffrey…" Winona's voice

Chapter 8

Three months later, my leg had fully healed. Only a faint scar remained, a quiet reminder of the blindness that once clouded both my eyes and my heart.Winona began serving her sentence, and Grahm Corporation was officially history, fully absorbed by Yard Corporation. The marriage that had once drawn so much attention ended with nothing more than a stamped divorce certificate. I was finally able to reclaim everything that was rightfully mine, including my dignity and my freedom.As for Hendrick, events unfolded exactly as I had expected. Without Winona's money or protection, and branded forever as "Mr. Nine-Times", he was swiftly cast out of that gaudy circle.Rumor had it he tried to find other wealthy patrons, but no one with any sense wanted to have anything to do with him.Eventually, someone spotted him working as an escort in a low-end nightclub, looking awfully haggard, enduring humiliation from customers without daring to protest.Occasionally, I heard news of Winona's l

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