The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback

The Billionaire Heiress Revenge comback

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She was broken. He despised human touch. Together, they might just save each other. And nothing—not even hell itself will keep them apart. Astrid spent years trying to be the perfect wife, bending over backward to win the love of a husband who barely noticed her. She thought if she just tried hard enough, she’d finally have his heart. But that fragile hope shattered the day she found him in bed with her sister. Heartbroken and humiliated, Astrid sought escape in a reckless one-night stand with a mysterious stranger—a man who had never known the warmth of another person’s touch. For one night, she let herself feel wanted. And for one night, he found a connection he'd never imagined. But fate, as always, had other plans. Before he could find her again, Astrid was declared dead after a horrific accident. Yet Astrid survived. When she woke up, she had a new face and no memory of her past. The only thing she knew was what the wealthy strangers around her told her—that she was the long-lost heiress of a powerful family. Years later, Astrid returns as one of the world’s most sought-after doctors. Cold, brilliant, and fiercely independent, she's nothing like the woman she once was. Her ex-husband, the man who once tossed her aside, now seems desperate to win her back. But he’s not the only one. The stranger from her past—the billionaire who never forgot her has finally found her again. And this time, he’s not letting go. Especially not when the two little twins by her side look an awful lot like him.

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1| Room 108

AstridRoom 108.My pulse quickened and my stomach twisted into knots as I stared at the big, bold number on the door.I clutched the room card, and a crumpled picture in my hand, the one that had been slipped under my car windshield at work. On the back of the picture was an address and a room number, and it looked like the photo had been taken from a distance. I would have ignored it and called it a stupid prank if the man in the picture wasn’t someone I recognized—my husband. In the picture, he was walking into a hotel with a woman, I tried to get a look on her face, but it was blurred.Normally, the first thing I did after seeing this was to call Nathaniel, but my calls went straight to voicemail. Switched off. Without thinking, I drove to the hotel.Every instinct told me to turn around, to leave, to have faith in my husband, but these past few months, Nathaniel had grown more distant. He spent so many late nights outside, that I only saw him at the hospital. What if it was not a

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Christine Owings
31 chapters 11/22/24
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Luna Everhart
I love her so much. I can't wait for her to destroy that family.
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Davina Moore
wow this story is going good so far
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Koma2
Not going to lie, I'm actually love this so far.
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32 Chapters

1| Room 108

AstridRoom 108.My pulse quickened and my stomach twisted into knots as I stared at the big, bold number on the door.I clutched the room card, and a crumpled picture in my hand, the one that had been slipped under my car windshield at work. On the back of the picture was an address and a room number, and it looked like the photo had been taken from a distance. I would have ignored it and called it a stupid prank if the man in the picture wasn’t someone I recognized—my husband. In the picture, he was walking into a hotel with a woman, I tried to get a look on her face, but it was blurred.Normally, the first thing I did after seeing this was to call Nathaniel, but my calls went straight to voicemail. Switched off. Without thinking, I drove to the hotel.Every instinct told me to turn around, to leave, to have faith in my husband, but these past few months, Nathaniel had grown more distant. He spent so many late nights outside, that I only saw him at the hospital. What if it was not a
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2| I want a divorce

Astrid "I want a divorce."For a split second, I wasn't sure if I'd actually said those words, or if it was my head playing tricks on me.My heart hammered in my chest, the beats so loud I was sure he could hear them too. A part of me wanted to take it back. To swallow the words and pretend I hadn't said them. But another part of me didn't want to. I was tired and exhausted. It was like all the years of chasing after him were weighing heavily on my back, stopping me from moving forward.I kept hoping he would wake up one day and realize I was worth fighting for. I wanted him to see me as someone he couldn't live without. So I convinced myself I had to be the perfect wife. Maybe if I were better at everything, he would grow to love me.But God, was I stupid.Why was I trying to save a marriage that was meant to fail from the beginning? Why was I trying to act like everything was fine, when it clearly wasn't.Nathaniel stared at me, blue eyes flickering with disbelief, as if the idea t
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3| The wrong room

AstridA sharp sting erupted across my check as soon as the words left my lips. I stood there, stunned. My skin was stinging from the impact, but the pain was nothing like the emptiness in my chest.The two men I wanted love from the most had slapped me twice today, and the reason was my sister.My gaze flickered to my mother, but she looked away, her lips pressed into a thin line, pretending she hadn't seen anything.She was always indifferent when it came to me, her only focus was her second daughter. She would always make a fuss when something little happened to Serena, but she didn't even blink an eye when father raised his hand on me.I blinked, my vision blurred. The sudden ache in my chest was too hard to ignore. Why was it always Serena? I wasn't even asking for all their love. I just wanted them to treat me like I was their daughter, not some random child they picked from the street.Was that too much to ask?"Don't you dare talk to your sister that way!" My father growled. "
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4| I want you

DamienONE HOUR EARLIER My jaw clenched as I stared at the shattered glass on the floor. The heat of my anger burned beneath my skin, but I kept it tightly under control. I had no interest in losing my temper. That wasn’t my style.I leaned against the couch, legs crossed, as I tried to control my breathing. The entire room was tense, as nobody dared to talk. They knew better than to speak a word without my permission."You must have a death wish." I spoke, my voice hoarse and raspy despite trying to control my anger. "Should I send you to your maker if you're that eager to meet him?"The waitress kneeling flinched, her face pale with fear as she instinctively moved back. But there was nowhere to run. She would be foolish to even think of running after what she did.I tilted my head, watching her squirm. "Or maybe I should just make sure you never use those hands again?" "M-mr Russo, please forgive me. I must have been out of my mind for a minute. I..... I am so sorry." She sobbed l
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5| You belong to me, Astrid

Astrid I groaned in pain at the relentless pounding in my head. It felt like someone was happily driving nails into the inside of my skull. Sunlight tickled my face, stabbing my eyes with its brightness. I used my palm to shield the light coming from the window."Two more minutes." I muttered, facing the other side of the bed, but I froze when my head slightly bumped into something hard....and warm.What a damn minute.My eyes shot open, and I found myself face to face with someone's chest. A naked man's chest. Fucking Christ. I jerked instinctively, but the pain that shot into my body made me freeze. Shit, it's like I'd been hit by a bulldozer.My blood ran cold, and my pulse quickened at that somewhat familiar discomfort between my legs. What was I saying? Even Nathaniel had never made me feel this way. I looked down to find myself naked.I turned my head slowly, forcing myself to look at the man responsible. My breath hitched at his attractive face. His body was still, chest raisi
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6| Don't mess with me

Astrid The room was so quiet, I could hear my heartbeat, rapid and unsteady. If it weren’t for his firm hand holding me in place, my legs would have given way, and I would have collapsed on the cold marble floor. Sweat trickled down my back and panic gripped my chest. It felt like I was trying to breathe through a straw. I was sold to my husband? No, that can’t be true. Nathaniel couldn’t have bought me as if I was a piece of livestock. Even if I was treated like a servant by everyone, even if I wasn’t my parents’ favorite. I refused to believe they would stoop so low as to sell me like a commodity. “Y-you are lying.” I muttered, shaking my head in denial. My throat was tight, the words felt like stones rolling off my tongue. “They wouldn’t do that! My parents wouldn’t sell me. I....I’m still their daughter. No parents would sell their child.” Nathaniel didn’t flinch. He looked at me, cold and amused. It was like he was watching a little kid throw a tantrum. “Answer me! Thi
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7| Are those hickeys!

Nathaniel I stood there, frozen, staring at Astrid as if I didn’t recognize the woman in front of me. The words she had just thrown at me echoed in my mind, each one sharper, more vicious than the last. She’d never spoken to me like this before. Never. Astrid had always been quiet, the perfect, dutiful wife. She would always control her tongue no matter how terrible my family and I treated her. But now......now she was staring at me with so much disgust and hatred in her eyes, as if she was looking at an insect. A scowl darkened my face, fists clenching at my sides as I fought to keep my anger under control. How dare she? Who does she think she is? She is just a clingy and ugly wife that had forgotten her place. I could divorce her myself, but grandfather would not approve. Yes, my grandfather. He was the reason I could never divorce this woman. There was no other reason. Nothing else. If I had the choice, I would have married Serena, a sexy model who matched my ideal type instea
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8|That wasn’t my name

Astrid It had been three days since I walked out of that house, three days since I’d left behind the hollow remnants of a life I’d once believed in. Did I regret it? Not even a little. But was I still hurting? Yes, in ways I couldn’t even put into words. I didn’t know how many times I’d woken up each night, only to cry myself back to sleep. How many times I’d told myself to keep living, despite the feeling of despair tugging at my heart every morning. I pushed my glasses up the bridge of my nose for the seventh time today—a nervous habit I couldn’t seem to control. My eyes skimmed over the small pile of belongings on my desk and the walls. A few medical journals, my diplomas, old charts and scribbled notes, letters, and gifts from my patients. Everything felt strangely distant, like I was looking at someone else’s things. I picked up a box and started stuffing my things inside. This is it, Astrid. Time to move on. This place had drained me both physically and emotionally. It w
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9| The woman you're looking for is dead

Damien I stepped into the boardroom, my secretary trailing six feet behind me. The people who were already seated scrambled to their feet. I glanced at them briefly before taking my usual spot, signaling with a wave of my hand for everyone to sit down. My eyes drifted lazily to the floor-to-ceiling windows beside me, fingers tapping rhythmically against the leather armrest of my chair. The room was tense; no one dared to look me in the eye for more than a second, their gazes darting back to their papers, their screens—anywhere but at me. “The goal… today is to…” The head of marketing cleared his throat, attempting to push through his presentation. His voice wavered slightly. Normally, I might have given him a chance to finish, might have let him fumble his way through his notes with a slight air of tolerance. But not today. “I didn’t realize I’d hired a stutterer," I interrupted, my tone colder than the marble floors beneath my feet. "Or did your brain freeze in the Atlantic
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10| Who am I?

For the first time in what felt like forever, I had a nice dream. It was soft and warm, filling me with a sense of peace I didn’t even realize I’d been craving. In that dream, I had a family—a good family, one that felt like home. Laughter echoed around me, hands held mine, and I didn't have to put on a mask to be loved. For once, I felt whole. I was happy. If this was heaven, I wanted to stay here forever. But slowly, that warmth began to slip away from my grasp. My chest tightened as I tried to hold onto the fragments, but they faded. And I was alone in a dark room, with no sunlight or warmth. Cold, mocking faces stared down at me, enjoying my pain as they kicked and stabbed me to the point I wished I was dead. I begged, cried, prayed—but nothing happened. I was left to rot in darkness, with no one to turn to. No one to hug and love me. I should just give up. There was no use fighting for something that would eventually be taken away from me. Just as everything was about t
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