My Secret Husband Cheated,So I Ruined His Empire — Novel

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When Miranda storms into a bar to drag her wayward brother home, she doesn't expect to confront the man who shattered her world. Aiden Stephens, the city’s revered "saint," stands before her, cold and contemptuous, entwined with another woman. Their secret marriage, hidden from everyone, hangs by a thread as his betrayal unfolds in front of her eyes. How can a man so revered be so utterly heartless?

As the laughter of the elite echoes behind her, Miranda grapples with the realization that the love she thought was real has been a mere illusion. With blood pooling at her ankle from shattered glass, she faces a choice: remain the dutiful wife who has sacrificed her dreams for Aiden’s empire or reclaim her own power.

But revenge is a double-edged sword. As she begins to dismantle the empire he built, Miranda must navigate a world where loyalty and betrayal are intertwined. Will she find the strength to rise from the ashes of her broken heart, or will Aiden’s icy grip pull her back into the shadows? In a game of love and retribution, who will emerge victorious?

My Secret Husband Cheated,So I Ruined His EmpireChapter 1

I came to the bar to drag my truant brother home.

I kicked open the private room door.

And met the gaze of Aiden Stephens—the so-called "saint" of the Capital City elite.

The man known for his cold, celibate composure had a soft-spoken girl wrapped in his arms.

When I burst in, his eyes flashed with venom. He grabbed a glass and hurled it at my feet.

"What blind stray wandered in here? Get out!"

My brother went white as a sheet, dropping to his knees, kowtowing frantically, yanking at my sleeve to flee.

But I stood rooted to the spot, eyes burning, unable to move a single step.

Because I was Aiden Stephens' wife of three years—a marriage no one knew existed.

And ten minutes ago, he'd sent me a message, coaxing and sweet, saying he was overseas on business. That he missed me.

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The roar still rang in my ears as a heavy whiskey tumbler exploded at my feet.

Glass shards sprayed outward. One sliced across my ankle. Blood bloomed instantly, seeping through my stocking.

Aiden didn't even glance down. His long fingers were busy toying with that girl's hair, slow and deliberate, like he had all the time in the world.