The Substitute Wife's Secret Baby Escape

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I endured a year of a cold, loveless marriage with billionaire Damien Edwards, thinking my devotion could eventually melt his frozen heart. Until I found a worn photograph hidden in his forbidden study. The girl in the picture had my exact hair and my smile. On the back, in his handwriting, it read: My Elara. I wasn't his beloved wife; I was just a cheap, identical replica. I immediately handed him divorce papers, refusing to be a substitute anymore. But Damien simply threw the documents into the roaring fireplace. He grabbed my wrist with a bone-crushing grip, his eyes dark with a terrifying, merciless obsession. "As long as I'm alive, you will always be Mrs. Edwards." His control became absolute and suffocating. He punished my defiance by dragging me into a freezing shower to break my spirit, yet when a wealthy heiress insulted my disabled brother at a gala, he ruthlessly bankrupted her entire family with a single phone call. He was a monster who refused to let me go, but wouldn't love me either. The emotional whiplash caused me to collapse. I woke up in the hospital to a horrifying truth: I was six weeks pregnant. A child would be the ultimate chain, binding me to this volatile tyrant forever. I had to keep it a secret. I had to escape. But that night, his jealous sister cornered me on the terrace and shoved me backward into the dark infinity pool. As the icy water swallowed me and my heavy gown dragged me to the bottom, I clutched my stomach with one desperate vow. If my baby and I survive this, Damien Edwards will never find us again.