The Billionaire’s Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent Novel – My heart shattered into a million pieces. I felt like I was drowning in pain and humiliation. The man I loved, the man I trusted, had torn my world apart, and my best friend had been complicit. The betrayal was too deep, the hurt too profound. Jessica sneered at me, her eyes glinting with malice. “Williams is a great guy, Seraphina. What makes you think you can have him all to yourself? You’re stupid to think you have him just because of that silly ring on your finger.” Rage boiled over inside me. I lunged at Jessica, my hands reaching for her as I screamed, but Williams stepped in front of her, his expression cold and protective. “Don’t even think about hurting Jessica,” he warned, his voice a low, dangerous growl. “You’ll have me to contend with.” It was like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.
My heart felt like it had been plucked out of my chest and thrown to the ground, stomped on by my husband and my best friend. Mostly by Williams. The betrayal was suffocating. I screamed, the sound raw and filled with anguish, as hot tears streamed down my cheeks. “How could you do this to me?” I cried, my voice breaking. “I trusted you, I loved you!” Williams’s eyes were cold, devoid of any remorse. “You were never enough, Seraphina. Look at yourself. How could you think you could keep a man like me satisfied?” Jessica laughed, a cruel, mocking sound. “Face it, Seraphina, you’re nothing compared to me. Williams deserves better, and that’s exactly what he’s getting.” The room spun around me. I felt like I was going to vomit.
Seeing my husband protect Jessica, after I caught them in bed together, was too much to bear. It seemed as though he was ready to hurt me if I so much as touched her. I staggered back, the weight of their betrayal pressing down on me. My body shook with sobs as I clutched my chest, trying to hold myself together. The love of my life, my husband, stood by another woman—my best friend—and looked at me with disdain. “You’re despicable and heartless,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Both of you.” William just smirked, pulling Jessica closer. “Get out, Seraphina. You’re nothing but a liability. Fat, weak, and pathetic.” Jessica smirked at me, enjoying every second of my suffering. “And don’t come back,” she added. “Williams and I have plans.” I turned and fled from the house, my vision blurred by tears. The pain was overwhelming, consuming every part of me. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of betrayal and heartbreak, unable to find my way to the surface.
I ran blindly through the downpour, not paying attention to where I was going. The world around me was a blur of headlights and darkness, my sobs drowned out by the thunderous rain. My heart was shattered, each step fueled by the agony of Williams’s and Jessica’s cruel words. Suddenly, there was a blinding flash of headlights directly in front of me. I barely registered the sound of screeching tires on wet pavement before the impact. The car knocked me off my feet, and I felt my body hit the cold, hard ground. Pain exploded through me, and the world spun wildly. ~ I woke up in a sterile white room, the antiseptic smell of the hospital filling my nostrils. My body ached all over, each movement sending sharp pains through me.
The beeping of the machines was rhythmic and distant, like a heartbeat far away from my own. I blinked, trying to clear the fog from my mind, but the pain was a constant, relentless reminder of what had happened. I tried to sit up, but my limbs feel heavy, weighed down by an unbearable sadness and physical agony. As I moved, I felt a dampness beneath me and looked down to see the sheet covers stained with blood. Panic surged through me, and my breath caught in my throat. The door creaked open, and a doctor entered, his expression neutral but his eyes betraying a hint of sorrow. He approached my bedside, his hands clasped in front of him. “Mrs. Luther,” he began, his voice calm and measured, “how are you feeling?” I swallowed hard, my voice trembling as I spoke. “Doctor, my baby… Is my pregnancy okay?” His face fell slightly, and he shook his head. “I’m sorry,” he said softly. “You lost the baby.” “No,” I whispered, the word catching in my throat.
“No, no, it can’t be…” The tears welled up, spilling over and streaming down my face. “Please, no…” The doctor sighed, his gaze filled with compassion. “We tried everything we could to save the baby, but the trauma from the accident was too severe. I’m truly sorry.” A guttural cry tore from my chest, my body shivering uncontrollably as the reality of his words sank in. The pain was overwhelming, a crushing weight that seemed to suffocate me. My hands clutched at the sheets, the bloodstains a cruel reminder of what I had lost. Right after the doctor left, I was still crying, the raw pain of losing my baby consuming me, when the door opened again. My heart sank as Williams and Jessica walked in, their presence an added weight on my already shattered spirit. “How dare you show up here?” I spat, my voice cracking with grief and anger.
Williams chuckled, his eyes cold. “You’re fat enough that you can barely carry yourself around and clumsy enough to get into an accident? Pathetic.” Jessica laughed, her voice like nails on a chalkboard. “Oh, poor thing,” she cooed, brushing Williams’s arm. “It must have been really bad for you, getting into an accident.” I cursed at them, my voice hoarse from crying. “You will regret this. Both of you.” Williams clapped his hands, and one of his servants rushed in carrying a file. The servant held it out to me, barely looking at my face. “These are divorce papers,” Williams said, his tone authoritative and cold. “Sign them. It’s over. I no longer want this marriage.” I stared at him, hurt and anger boiling within me, making my body tremble. I had lost our baby, after getting involved in an accident because of his betrayal, and now he was shoving divorce papers in my face? The depth of his cruelty was staggering. He couldn’t even beg for forgiveness.
Jessica, smirking, deliberately flaunted her curves in a tight dress, trying to make me feel even more insecure. But I clenched my jaw, refusing to give her the satisfaction. Williams’s power and wealth radiated off him, and the servants hovered around me with the pen and divorce documents, waiting for my compliance. I looked at the papers, my vision blurred by tears, and then back at Williams and Jessica. My mind hardened. I would not show them my hurt anymore; it only brought them joy. I refused to let them see my pain. “I’ll give you ten million dollars and two of my estates to compensate for all your pains,” Williams added, his tone almost bored like he would rather be anywhere else than here. I shook my head, my voice firm.
“I don’t want anything from you.” Jessica scoffed and blinked incredulously. “You were broke and struggling before Williams pitied you, picked you from the gutters, and took you in. And now you’re rejecting his money and properties? Do you want to starve to death?” I didn’t respond to her. Instead, I met Williams’s gaze and said, “You want a divorce? Fine, I’ll give it to you.” Satisfaction flickered across Williams’s face, a twisted sense of victory in his eyes. With a trembling hand, I finally signed the divorce papers, feeling a cold finality settle over me. William’s face broke into a triumphant smile as he collected the papers. “It’s so sad we’re ending this way,” he said, feigning regret. “Nevertheless, I saw it coming.” He then pulled Jessica close to him, his voice dripping with affection. “She is my ideal kind of woman.
She’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman. Thanks to you, Seraphina, I found her.” He pecked Jessica on the lips, and I felt a wave of disgust wash over me as I watched them. They thought they had won, standing there so smugly. I chuckled bitterly, the sound harsh and filled with contempt. “Get out,” I ordered, pointing at the door. My voice was firm, even though my heart was breaking. Jessica smirked and added, “Lose some weight, Seraphina. You’re too fat for your own good. No man would want to keep someone like you.” As William started to leave with Jessica, he turned back one last time, a cruel smirk on his lips. “It’s a shame you couldn’t be the woman I needed, Seraphina. But don’t worry, Jessica will take good care of everything from now on.” Jessica, nestled against his side, looked at me with a triumphant gleam in her eyes.
“Goodbye, Seraphina. Try not to eat yourself into oblivion.” William chuckled, a low, mocking sound that rang in the room. “Remember, you brought this on yourself. You were never good enough.” My heart shattered but my jaw slowly hardened. This was just the beginning of my return. As the door began to close, a fierce growl escaped my lips. “You will both regret this,” I vowed, my voice trembling with fury and boldness. “I swear, you will regret everything you’ve done to me.” William and Jessica paused, staring at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter. “You can barely help yourself,” William scoffed. “How could you possibly make us regret anything when you have nothing?” Jessica added with a sneer, “Good luck with that, Seraphina.” With those parting words, they finally left, their laughter sounding down the hallway.
I stood there, my heart pounding, tears streaming down my face, but a new fire igniting within me. They had no idea what they had unleashed. This wasn’t the end of my story. Not by a long shot. It all started when I was a little girl. Taken in by my adopted father, I was trained to be a secret agent, not just for one government but for numerous covert organizations across the globe. My childhood was far from ordinary. Under his strict guidance, I mastered various martial arts, learned to survive in the harshest jungles, and perfected the art of adopting different personalities to extract vital information. Spying on high-profile targets and saving innocent lives were all in a day’s work. I went through the worst of the worst, facing life-threatening dangers at every turn.