His Unwanted Wife: The Genius Designer's Return

From the back cover

For three years, I played the perfect, obedient trophy wife in my contract marriage with NHL superstar Denver Dickerson.

But on the night of our third anniversary, he came home smelling like his supermodel mistress.

The tabloids had just leaked her maternity file from a private Manhattan hospital.

When I calmly brought it up, he just looked at me with cold disgust.

"So what? You knew what this marriage was worth when you forced me to sign that license."

He let his mistress humiliate me in public, mocking me for being a barren wife who couldn't give him an heir.

But he didn't know that three years ago, I actually was pregnant with his child.

His own cousin had pushed me down a flight of stairs, violently killing my baby.

Instead of helping me, Denver had locked down the hospital records and coldly accused me of faking a pregnancy scam to tie him down.

I swallowed the blood and stayed silent for three years just to keep my brother alive, letting him treat me worse than a dog.

He thought I was just a useless gold-digger who couldn't survive a single day without his money.

So, I handed him a no-fault divorce agreement, voluntarily waiving every single cent of his ten-billion-dollar empire.

I packed my cheap clothes, walked out of his penthouse, and picked up the tailoring shears I had buried three years ago.

It is time for the vanished genius designer to make her comeback.