The Billionaire's Revenge Bride

Four weeks ago, I nearly died at the pregnancy celebration my husband organized.

A falling chandelier crushed me, and I used my own body to protect our unborn baby before everything went black.

When I woke from a three-week coma, my child was gone—and so was my womb.

Instead of grieving, my husband stood over my hospital bed and told the doctor, "I paid you to make sure she never woke up."

I survived by sheer luck.

Lying still, I overheard the truth. George had been plotting with my stepsister, Donna—the woman I trusted most. She was carrying his child, and together they planned to replace me.

That was the day Eliza died.

I didn't go to the police. I chose revenge.

I accepted an offer from George's greatest enemy, billionaire Nico Thorne.

"Marry me," he said, "and I'll help you destroy him."

Soon, I'll be Mrs. Thorne.

And George and Donna will lose everything they stole from me.