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The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

My Wife 510

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updatedAt: 2025-09-23

Chapter 510 The Debt

    Chapter 510 The Debt

    “John!”

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    Elsa’s eyes flew wide, a desperate scream ripping from her throat. The icy pride she clung to shattered instantly as she scrambled for anything ito /icover herself.

    Hudson, on the other hand, felt no shame at all. For him, degrading women in front of others was second nature. Even with the room in chaos, even with John standing there, he sneered, straightened his clothes slowly, and strolled out of the bedroom.

    His trip to China wasn’t really about Elsa–humiliating her was just sport. His true target was James. And maybe, he thought, he could even strike a deal with John. So he smirked and left, giving them “privacy.”

    “John, it’s not what it looks like…”

    The clothes on the floor were torn to rags, unwearable. Elsa yanked the bedsheet around herself, clutching it tightly as if it could restore her dignity. She tilted her chin with brittle defiance, tears streaming down her face, a rose battered by storm, still straining to stand tall.

    “I only love you. I never wanted anyone else. I was forced–I had no choice, I-”

    “Forced?”

    Johnughed.

    But hisugh was hollow, his eyes dark and dangerous.

    Elsa trembled violently.

    She knew. He had seen too much. Erasing what he had witnessed was impossible. Still, she clung to hope, her lips shaking as she,tried again.

    “John, please, I swear, I never-

    His voice cut her down, heavy with contempt.

    “You climbed into Hudson’s bed because you were forced? You stole Lily’s pendant

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    because you were forced? You lied about having cancer–was that forced too? Elsa, you make me sick.”

    “I…”

    Her face went pale, her whole body as fragile as dry petals ready ito /icrumble at the faintest breath.

    He knew too much. There was no clearing herself now. But after everything she’d sacrificed, everything she’d schemed for, how could she give up?

    Her voice cracked, low and broken. “I admit it–I never had cancer. But I didn’t mean harm. John, it’s because I loved you too much. I couldn’t forget you, couldn’t let go. You already had someone else by your side… so I told a little lie, just to bring you back to me.”

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    Johnughed again, bitterer than before.

    His lips curved upward, but his eyes were nothing but shadows, sharp and merciless. “Lies, tricks, schemes–you ripped me away from the only woman I ever loved, over and over. And you call that love? You’re really so ‘kind,‘ Elsa. Look at yourself. Fake. Filthy. Cheap. Shameless. And I–God, I thought I owed you. I tried to make it up to you. I hurt Lily again and again because of you. I was blind, stupid -beyond saving.”

    Fake. iFilthy/ii. /iiCheap/i. iShameless/i.

    The words crushed her, iron flooding her mouth with the taste of blood.

    She could ept him being obsessed with Lily. But for him to look her in the eye and call her cheap, shameless? The shame burned hotter than fire.

    Before she could even recover from the shock, his next words hit like a hammer.

    “Everything I gave you–all the money, all the gifts–I’ll prepare a list. You’ll return

    it within a week.”

    He hadn’t bothered to calcte exactly, but even rough, the total was close to twenty billion.

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    He had more wealth than he could spend in a lifetime. But the thought of that fortune wasted on a deceitful fraud sickened him. He would rather throw it to dogs than let her keep it.

    “John… what did you just say?”

    Hershes trembled, heavy with fresh tears. She had thought his contempt was the worst humiliation she could endure tonight. But this–this was worse. He wanted it back?

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    “You heard me. Pay it back.”

    His voice was t, dripping with disgust.

    Her tears, her trembling, her broken pride–none of it moved him anymore.

    The woman before him was a stranger. A grotesque stranger.

    And the man who had once been blind enough to believe her–he despised that man most of all.

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