Chapter 94: Leave It To Fate

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• The Unwanted Wife   Epilogue (Part 10)

  But the heart was never something you could silence with logic. And love isn’t something you can command.No matter how many times he told himself Riah was the one, his heart had already started to betray him.Because despite all his efforts, Lara had already begun to chip away at the walls he had built around his heart.He found himself thinking of her at random moments. The sound of her voice. The way she always smiled at him no matter how cold he was. Her silly habit of humming while she cooked. The way her text messages always ended with “I miss you” or “Drive safe, honey.”And worst of all, he had begun to look forward to them.Even if he refused to admit it out loud.Even if he told himself it meant nothing.But Riah noticed. Of course she did.One night, while he was at her apartment, Riah had briefly left the living room to tuck Ram into bed. The little girl had fallen asleep clutching his phone, having spent the evening watching cartoons. Lucas waited on the couch, absently s

• The Unwanted Wife   Epilogue (Part 9)

  The first year of marriage is often described as the honeymoon phase. Sweet beginnings, laughter echoing through shared spaces, lazy mornings in bed.But for Lucas and Lara, it was anything but.They lived under one roof, but shared nothing else—not a bed, not a conversation, not even a semblance of warmth.Lucas kept his promise, or perhaps his threat, from their wedding day. He gave Lara nothing. Not his affection, not even his kindness. Just the cold edge of a man determined to punish. He wanted her to regret marrying him. To break her will until she was the one begging for an annulment, and he delivered. He kept his distance. He treated her like a stranger. Cold, indifferent, and sharp-tongued when he had the energy to speak at all.And yet… Lara didn’t waver.To Lucas’s surprise, she played the role of the perfect wife too well.She cooked breakfast every morning and waited for him every night. She folded his clothes, ironed his shirts, even left little sticky notes by the fridge

• The Unwanted Wife   Epilogue (Part 8)

  Everything moved quickly after that night.Their families began arranging formal dinners, public appearances, outings—opportunities to “get to know each other better”.Lara always smiled. She was polite, soft-spoken, and tried to make conversation. Lucas, in return, gave her civility, but little else.He didn’t talk much during those gatherings, but when he did, he made sure it was nothing personal. He was polite. Controlled. Never warm. Never inviting.Because even if he hated the arranged marriage, he also knew it wasn’t her fault. She was just as much a victim of this arrangement as he was. She hadn’t asked for this. It was her father who pushed for it.So he tried not to be cruel.He kept a careful distance. Just enough to let her not get any ideas. He made an effort enough to not humiliate her, but never enough to give her hope. Just enough kindness to be decent, but always with a wall she couldn’t climb.But everything shifted the night he had dinner with her family again.They

• The Unwanted Wife   Epilogue (Part 7)

  It had been days since Lucas last had a full night of sleep. The pressure, the decisions, the lies he kept feeding himself, it was all piling up inside him like a weight he couldn’t carry anymore.So he went to the only place that still felt like home.Riah’s house.The moment she opened the door, the sight of her unraveled something inside him. Her eyes widened slightly at the exhaustion written all over his face, but before she could say anything, Lucas stepped forward and pulled her into his arms.“I just need this,” he murmured against her shoulder, voice cracking.Riah didn’t say a word. She wrapped her arms around him and held him just as tightly, her chin resting lightly on his shoulder. They stood there in silence by the doorway.When they finally pulled apart, Riah looked at him carefully.“You look dead on your feet,” she said gently. “Come in.”Lucas stepped inside. The warmth of her home wrapped around him like a familiar comfort.“Have you eaten?” Riah asked as she closed

• The Unwanted Wife   Epilogue (Part 6)

  Lucas thought the hardest part was behind him.He had patched things up with Riah. She was back in his arms, smiling at him like nothing had ever threatened to come between them. Their relationship had found its rhythm again, quiet and unshakeable.Now all he had to do was end the damn arranged marriage once and for all.Lucas had already made his decision and he wasn’t going through with it. He just needed to tell Manuel Guzman personally.But just when he was about to schedule a meeting, the storm hit.The Montgomery deal.The very project Lucas had fought tooth and nail to secure, an international venture with Montgomery Corporation in New York, suddenly ran into problems.Miscommunication. Unexpected legal hurdles. Internal errors. Contract terms that began to fall apart like dominos.It was a disaster.Within forty-eight hours, Lucas was on a flight to New York, trying to salvage what was left.He stayed there for nearly three weeks, barely sleeping, juggling conference calls, da

• The Unwanted Wife   Epilogue (Part 5)

  Hours later, drunk and restless, Lucas found himself standing outside Riah’s house. He didn’t remember how he got there, only that he needed to see her.He staggered forward, pushing open the small gate with a drunken grunt, and knocking softly yet insistently on the front door.After a minute, the door creaked open.Riah stood there in a loose shirt and pajama shorts, hair tousled from sleep. Her eyes widened at the sight of him.“Lucas?” she whispered, confused. “What are you doing here?”He didn’t say anything.Instead, he stepped forward and pressed his lips against hers.Riah’s eyes fluttered shut for a brief second before she pulled away gently, her palms pressed against his chest. “Lucas... stop. You’re drunk.”“I just… I needed to see you,” he muttered, voice thick and hoarse.She searched his face, worry flickering in her eyes. Then, without another word, she cupped his cheek and said softly, “Alright. Come inside.”Lucas nodded, leaning on her slightly as she guided him upst