abandoned woman

Who Says Fat Girls Don't Win? They married me off like a debt getting paid. I wanted to pay my dying mother's medical bills while it was his family's business deal. A contract wedding nobody was supposed to survive with their heart intact.... least of all me. He looked me up and down on our wedding night and laughed. "Your body's a joke. I'll need a dress that hides all of it before anyone sees you next to me." I said nothing. I signed the prenup. I let him keep his girlfriend on the side while I played his wife in public. Then when my sick mother needed me, he locked every gate in that mansion and told his own security to stop me at the door. She died asking for a daughter who never made it. I didn't scream. I didn't cry. Something in me just ...switched off. What he never knew? My father's "business deal" with the Wellingtons wasn't the favor Jeriah's family always bragged about. It was leverage from shares his own father buried in my name years ago, waiting for the day I'd need them. I needed them now. I served him divorce papers on his hospital bed, and watched his face drain white. His brother walked in and stood beside me like he'd always belonged there. Because he had. Jeriah looked at us both and finally understood exactly what he'd thrown away. "Is there any version of this where you forgive me?" I smiled. "Now I'm his boss and I own him. Let's see how it feels when you get treated like an object, Mr. CEO."