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Wife’s Bitter Revenge Against Neglectful CEO Husband

Teela married King Heavenly because she loved him, but life in the Heavenly household was anything but euphoric. Lettie, her hard-as-nails mother-in-law, treats her like an unpaid servant. The family treats her like an outsider. King treats her like a shadow, transparent and forgettable. When Lettie presses Teela to prove her value to the family or get out, Teela has a decision to make. But she’s not leaving without a fight. King Heavenly rules Heavenly Industries with an iron fist, but he leaves his home life to his mother to manage, and that includes the management of his boring little wife. Teela has never complained. She’s never done anything interesting, for that matter. She’s just one more responsibility in a long line of responsibilities that King shoulders on a daily basis, and that is exactly how he treats her — as a responsibility that he’s delegated to his mother. Suddenly Teela steps out of the shadows and into a fight with him and his whole family, and King is baffled by the ruthless actions of his now daring wife. He’d always heard that vengeance is a dish best served cold, but Teela is coming in hot!

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146 Chs

Stubborn Men

"Come on, honey, wake up." Bea nudged my shoulder.

"Go away." I rolled over and covered my head with the quilt. "I don't have anywhere I have to be. I can sleep."

"Alec is here."

"Send him away."

I was in no condition to face Alec yet. I was barely in condition to face Bea.

"I tried. He wouldn't go. Now Min and Jake are torturing him."

I sat straight up in bed. Bea handed me the clothes she'd gathered for me. I started changing.

"What do you mean by they are torturing him?"

"Go see for yourself." Bea shoved a coffee mug into my hand while I ran fingers through my hair to calm the bedhead. It would have been worse if Jake hadn't poured me into the shower last night and then stuck around to comb my hair out afterward.

Bea rushed me out of the room and down the hall. Father DiMarco pressed two pain relievers into my hand as we passed him.

"You're stronger than you think you are." Father DiMarco called after us.