The Unwanted Wife's SSS-Class Husbands

"Get away from me, you worthless stalker."

Blythe Sterling's voice shattered the soft melody of the grand ballroom; it was a venomous, low growl. His icy hands pressed hard on Hadley Haines' cheap dress, pushing her shoulders with all his brute force. She stumbled back like a puppet whose strings had been cut, her frail, gaunt body unable to steady herself, violently slipping onto the marble floor.

For a woman, to suffer such public humiliation in the interstellar world is simply unimaginable. After all, in the Interstellar Alliance, the male population is hundreds of times greater than that of women. Every pure-blood woman is born with a unique spiritual ability, a powerful force that can suppress the inherently savage nature of men. These rare and precious top-tier women hold a status even higher than that of the aristocracy in the Interstellar Empire. The law allows them to enter into contracts with multiple elite men, forming a bonded partner group protected by the entire alliance. It can be said that women are the rare treasures of the entire interstellar society, existing that everyone strives to please, respect, and adore.

But Haddley was different; she was the most prominent oddity in the entire Galactic Federation—born a complete Psi-Null with no trace of Psi energy. Medical institutions and noble circles regarded her as a genetic defect, making her worthless in this male-dominated Galactic Federation. While other women moved freely in public with armed bodyguards, adored by crowds, Haddley endured endless scorn, ridicule, and unwarranted humiliation wherever she went, even being trampled on her dignity by ordinary low-ranking commoners.

The soft symphony in the ballroom suddenly stuttered and vanished completely. The polite conversation of the New York elite gradually turned into hollow echoes, hundreds of eyes fixed tightly on her curled figure on the ground, flickering with mockery and unmistakable disdain, their gazes crushing her last shred of self-respect.

The sharp, mocking laughter first erupted from the socialites around Blair. "Look at this useless null," one woman sneered. "She can't even stand up for herself, yet she dares to enter into a betrothal contract with Lord Blair."

"Any lady with a Psi talent would be gently cherished by Blair, only this genetic trash deserves to be publicly pushed away and humiliated," a second sharp voice chimed in, and the crowd erupted in a wave of laughter, burning away the last bit of pride Hardey had left.

Before she could fully endure the humiliation, a more cruel pain exploded in Hadley's mind. Blinding pain surged from behind her eyes, accompanied by fragmented, unfamiliar memories—interstellar ships, gene classification technology, the Psi energy ranking system that classified citizens into strict hierarchies, and the cold, ruthless regulations of the Federation of Planets. Hadley's original soul, a timid, infatuated girl who blindly clung to her fiancé Blair, had already died. In its place, the soul of a cold, ruthless interstellar survivor awoke, a soul that had endured countless life-and-death struggles in the desolate universe.

Hadley's eyes fluttered open. The fear and pleading compliance in them vanished without a trace. In their place was the cool, predatory sharpness of a lone wolf. Her blurry vision gradually sharpened, locking onto the polished tip of Blair's luxury leather shoes.

She instantly assessed the current situation. This body belonged to a worthless, despised Psi-Null woman. Her nominal fiancé, Blair Sterling, an S-class elite heir, was merely temporarily bound to her for emotional stability, borrowing the reputation of a female partner to calm his irritable rage. He planned to discard this powerless void woman once he grew bored and choose to publicly humiliate her at this crowded banquet, completely dissolving the engagement, turning instead to pursue a truly valuable high-level Psi woman.

“Get up from the floor this instant. Stop playing the pitiful victim to gain sympathy. A worthless Psi-defective like you is never worthy of my attention.”Blair looked down haughtily at her crumpled form on the marble floor, his face twisted with undisguised contempt. He nudged the frayed hem of her dress with the tip of his shoe, his tone sharp and arrogant.

The old Hadley would have wept, begged, and clung to him desperately. But the reborn Hadley felt nothing but icy indifference. Bracing herself on the cold marble, she stood slowly yet firmly. Though her frame remained frail, her aura turned sharp and unyielding. She lifted her gaze to meet his condescending stare, her voice calm yet piercing.

“Is that so? Bullying the weak and humiliating others in public—Lord Sterling, that is the true definition of worthless.”

Before Blair could recover from his shock at her defiance, she moved in a split second. Leveraging the momentum of standing up, she drove her heel hard into his unguarded ankle in a fierce retaliatory strike.

Immersed in his own superiority and triumphant arrogance, Blair was completely caught off guard. His ankle buckled under the sharp impact, and his legs gave way instantly. He let out a sharp yelp, flailing his arms wildly. The half glass of martini in his hand flew into the air and shattered on the marble floor beside him. The prestigious S-class heir fell flat on his face in an utterly wretched, ridiculous posture.

A collective gasp swept through the stunned crowd, plunging the grand ballroom into dead silence.

Blair was furious, his fists clenched obviously wanting to do something more.

Hadley straightened her posture and brushed the dust lightly off her dress with unhurried composure. She lifted her wrist and tapped the smooth silver Federal intelligent terminal on her bracelet. A holographic screen flashed to life. "Federation Bonded Partner Protection Act, Article 3, Clause 2," she recited in a clear, frigid voice, drawing on the newly awakened legal knowledge in her mind. "The Interstellar Federation legally grants women the right to form contractual bonds with multiple male partners. If a bonded partner inflicts physical harm or reputational damage on a woman in public, Federal Guard drones are authorized to intervene immediately."

She tilted her head and glanced up at the arched ceiling, her tone laced with quiet warning. "I have detected three Federal law enforcement drones on standby in this ballroom. Blair, would you like to test how fast they respond to an official distress signal?"

The crowd fell into stunned, whispered murmurs. The poised, law-citing woman standing before them was unrecognizable from the timid, stammering girl who had always bowed submissively to Blair.

Hadley bent down slightly, lowering her voice to a mocking chuckle only Blair could hear. "You are nothing but a spoiled, temperamental brat who only dares to vent his rage on the vulnerable. I once wasted my infatuation on a worthless fool like you."

The last traces of sorrow and obsession from her original soul vanished entirely. There was no pain in her heart, only calm, rational judgment. The original Hadley had been entangled in betrothals with three arrogant elite heirs, all of whom had exploited her nominal female status to secure stable contractual privileges and noble prestige. Now, she would sever all these useless ties completely.

She also recalled a crucial legal clause: any woman who can prove her fiancé has publicly humiliated and defamed her has the right to unilaterally terminate their betrothal contract. Every guest present serves as a valid witness. Furthermore, the trust fund left by Hadley’s parents had been illegally frozen by these elite noble families. She would reclaim all her rightful assets to survive and thrive in this interstellar world.

Hadley lifted her foot from Blair Sterling’s shoulder and stepped back to a safe distance, then reactivated her terminal scanner to target the disgraced kneeling man.

"Official records are binding and final," she declared with undeniable authority. "I, Hadley Haines, hereby formally initiate judicial proceedings to unilaterally nullify all legal validity of my betrothal contract with Blair Sterling, on the grounds of public assault and malicious defamation."

Ignoring the furious Blair and the astonished crowd, she turned her back on her miserable past. She walked toward the quiet VIP lounge, ready to completely terminate the useless contract and embrace her brand-new life.