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Aubrey's world crumbles when she receives photos of her husband, Ryder, in bed with her sister, Sage. But the final blow comes when she finds out she's pregnant. Despite the betrayal, Aubrey wants to leave the marriage with dignity. She files for divorce, but Ryder refuses.
As the days go by, Ryder's mental abuse escalates, pushing Aubrey to her limits. The stress takes a toll on her body, and she suffers a miscarriage. The loss of her child is the final straw.
Consumed by grief and anger, Aubrey sees red. She's ready for revenge against the man who destroyed her life. Ryder, still refusing to let her go, has no idea what's coming.
Aubrey begins to gather evidence of Ryder's infidelity and manipulation, determined to expose him for the monster he is. She'll stop at nothing to make him pay for his sins, even if it means destroying herself in the process.
As the battle between Aubrey and Ryder intensifies, secrets and lies begin to unravel. Sage, the mastermind behind the destruction of their marriage, will also face the consequences of her actions.
In the end, only one thing is certain: Aubrey will have her revenge, no matter the cost.

The Divorced Heiress Strikes Back

*************Aubrey’s POV**************


Ryder’s smirk remained plastered on his face, but I could see it—the slight narrowing of his eyes, the way his gaze sharpened as if trying to dissect me. He was suspicious, and rightfully so. I had just agreed to something that would make any sane person recoil in disgust.


He stepped closer as he tried to tower over me. But I didn’t flinch, didn’t let him see the discomfort curling at the edges of my thoughts. Instead, I met his gaze with a steady calm and indifference that I knew would drive him crazy.


“You’re awfully quick to agree,” he said, his voice laced with suspicion. “What’s your angle, Aubrey?”


I let a slow, deliberate smile creep across my lips. “Do I need an angle? Maybe I’ve just accepted my fate. Maybe I’m tired of fighting. Or maybe”—I leaned in slightly, lowering my voice to a conspiratorial whisper—“I’m just that desperate to be free of you.”


Chapter 21 Let's the game began