He Destroyed My Hands:Now My Billionaire Husband Destroys His Empire — Novel

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In the world of high society, where fortunes are built on fragile foundations, Mildred Fox has lost everything—her dreams, her husband, and her very identity. After a devastating betrayal, she’s left with nothing but scars, both physical and emotional. The man who once adored her now stands as a reminder of her shattered past, entangled with the woman who stole her future. Could he ever atone for the sins of their shared history?

When Wyatt Simmons unexpectedly reappears in her life, he isn’t just a ghost from her past; he’s a billionaire desperate to mend the rifts he created. A lavish piano, a grand gesture from a man who once shattered her dreams, ignites a storm of emotions. Can Mildred untangle her resentment and pain from the remnants of their love? Or will the ghosts of their history plunge her deeper into despair?

As old wounds reopen and new tensions flare, the stakes rise. Mildred is not the same woman she was before; she’s stronger, more resilient. But is she ready to confront the man who destroyed her, or will the allure of his wealth and charm draw her back into a life she fought so hard to escape? The melody of their past is far from over, and the next notes could lead to either a beautiful reconciliation or a catastrophic finale.

He Destroyed My Hands:Now My Billionaire Husband Destroys His EmpireChapter 1

I ran into my ex-husband while shopping for a piano for my daughter. We'd been divorced for seven years.

The sales associate spotted him and hurried over with a bright smile. "Mr. Simmons! Back again to pick out a new piano for your wife? She's so lucky to have a husband like you."

Wyatt Simmons looked past the associate, his gaze landing squarely on me. After a beat, he said, "Pick one out for her too. Put it on my account."

I smiled and shook my head, letting him know I'd already made my choice.

But he went ahead and pressed a black card into my palm. "Your dream was always to own a Steinway. But with what you're making now, you could scrub floors for the rest of your life and still only get close enough to touch one. How would you ever afford it?"

"Mildred, it's been seven years. Stop being stubborn with me."

My mind went blank for a moment.

A world-class Steinway? I already owned one.

And him? I'd let go of him a long time ago.

——

"You're overthinking this. I'm not being stubborn."

I stepped past Wyatt and said quietly to the associate, "I'll take the one we discussed. Please have it delivered to this address."