Chapter 4 - The Hidden Secret
Days passed in a blur of recovery. Elias was a constant presence, though he kept his distance, watching me like a hawk. I began to realize the truth about my husband—he wasn't just a sexist tyrant. He was desperate.
I overheard Elias talking to his right-hand man, Silas, in the study.
"She doesn't know, does she?" Silas asked.
"Not yet," Elias replied. "The reason he was so desperate for a son wasn't just ego. It was inheritance. Ava’s father didn't just leave her a small house; he left a trust that hasn't been touched in twenty years. Her husband was trying to find a way to access it, and he couldn't do it without a male heir to claim the primary line."
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My blood ran cold. The money my father left behind—the money I thought was gone—was the reason I had been treated like cattle.
I wasn't just a wife. I was a target.
