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Penulis: LauraC
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INDIFFERENCE

Arabella swallowed with difficulty. They walked out of the church to the brief applause of the few attendees. The ceremony had been a farce, an empty performance. Eduard didn't look at her once; his indifference, coupled with his imposing presence, gave her chills.

She squeezed her eyes shut, sensing that the days to come would be a nightmare. It wasn't hard to imagine that he had insisted on marrying her only for revenge, determined to make her pay for having run away long ago and making a fool of him in front of everyone.

At this wedding, there was no reception or celebration either. The few guests dispersed quickly, as did her parents. Arabella , in silence, accompanied her now-husband to the mansion that would become her new home.

What she found upon arriving left her breathless. The mansion looked like something out of a fairytale, imposing, majestic, with an air of sober elegance. She got out of the car after Eduard and followed him to the main hall, where the staf
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  • Come With Me, Rejected Wife   132

    Many years had passed. Time, with its wrinkles and silences, had marked Arabella 's and Eduard's faces, but it had not been able to break what was essential: the strength of a love that had survived betrayals, fears, escapes, prisons, and losses. Life had taken them far from everything that had once hurt them. Their children grew up. Hope—the eldest—took charge of the businesses with firmness and tenderness, and her other siblings built an even larger empire than the one Eduard had raised. Eduard and Arabella could finally rest.As for the others, each had received what they deserved. Fernando, sentenced to years in prison, spent his final days consumed by his own decisions. He had barely finished his sentence when life gave him another chance, and as always, he lost it, condemning himself to live alone in bitterness. María did not last a decade behind bars and died without a reconciliation. Lauren, after serving her sentence, found nothing but the gray routine of working in a flower

  • Come With Me, Rejected Wife   131

    Years ago, Fernando seemed successful. Custom suits, a driver, meetings with important people… but the scaffolding of that success had a name: Arabella . She corrected contracts, secured suppliers, appeased clients, and when he lost his head, she was the one who kept the ship afloat. He became accustomed to signing off on triumphs he hadn't sweated for.Then Mariana appeared.She was recommended as "trustworthy." A new secretary, a smile that lasted a second longer than necessary, a perfume that lingered in the office even when she had already left. Her first day, she brought a folder with colored dividers and a gaze that didn't shy away from taking inventory: Fernando's watch, his tie, his ring. She cataloged. She chose."If you need me to stay late, I will," she said in a clean, almost naive voice.She didn't seem naive when she leaned over the desk to reach for a piece of paper that she could have easily passed from the other side. She didn't seem naive when she "accidentally" brus

  • Come With Me, Rejected Wife   130

    For the first time since she had been working at her sister's company, Lauren arrived early. The silence of the hallways surrounded her, a silence that felt like a judgment. She walked with firm steps, but in reality, she was on the verge of breaking down. All her plans had failed: her tricks, her intrigues, her lies… nothing had worked. And there was Arabella , stronger than ever, protected, loved, enjoying everything she had ever dreamed of.The elevator opened on the top floor. Lauren pressed her lips together when she saw the gold sign: "Presidency - Arabella Hopkins ." Envy burned in her chest. She opened the door without thinking.The office was impeccable, as always. The scent of fresh flowers greeted her, mixed with a hint of oil paint that her sister always had on her. Lauren walked to the leather armchair, Arabella 's throne, and collapsed into it with a sigh full of hatred.She rested her hands on the desk, her fingers tracing the surfaces, the decorations, every detail th

  • Come With Me, Rejected Wife   129

    Years ago, during the celebration of Hope Hostings's baptism, the laughter and murmur of the guests filled the mansion garden. Amid the soft music and clinking glasses, Pandora remained seated at a separate table. She pretended to be distracted, but her eyes kept drifting to a specific point: Caleb, Eduard's best friend.He didn't ignore her either. Ever since Pandora became his lawyer during that turbulent divorce, something had been hanging in the air between them. It wasn't friendship. It wasn't a simple attraction. It was a discreet, almost forbidden fire that neither had dared to name.Caleb, with a glass in hand, stood up determinedly. He walked toward her with that carefree air that characterized him."You're going to burn a hole in my suit from staring so much," he said with a half-smile.Pandora raised an eyebrow, holding back a laugh."Oh, really? And what makes you think I was looking at you?"He raised his glass in a mocking gesture."The fact that I was also looking at yo

  • Come With Me, Rejected Wife   128

    Three years had passed since that morning when Arabella opened her eyes in Shanghai, but she no longer woke up in a hotel; she did so in a large mansion that her husband had prepared for them. Time had not only healed wounds but had also given them a new life.Now they were four. Hope, the little girl who had come into their lives in the middle of chaos, was already running through the hallways, shouting in two languages, and next to her was Gabriel, the second son who had been born two years ago, as the most vivid proof that life always gives second chances.Arabella 's gallery had become an artistic landmark in the city. That hall that Eduard had shown her empty had filled with colors, brushes, and visitors; paintings hung on walls bathed in soft lights, collectors from different parts of the world coming and going, and she was always at the forefront, with a confidence that she would have thought impossible years before.Eduard, for his part, was one of the most recognized busines

  • Come With Me, Rejected Wife   127

    Arabella opened her eyes. The light was different, paler, filtering through the thick curtains of a hotel in Shanghai. The murmur of the city was distant but constant, like a never-ending hum. Everything felt different: the humid air, the smell of spices that crept into the room, and above all, the certainty that the nightmares were behind them.The door opened, and Eduard came in with a tray. His steps sounded light, relaxed. He smiled, placing the tray in front of her, while out of the corner of his eye, he watched little Hope sleeping peacefully in her crib."Welcome to your first morning in Shanghai, wife."Arabella blinked, surprised. The aroma was strange and delicious at the same time: fluffy white buns that looked like clouds, a bowl with steaming, thick rice congee, accompanied by scallions and salted egg; freshly brewed green tea and small dishes with unknown pickles."It's a typical breakfast," he explained, settling down beside her. "Steamed buns filled with meat, congee

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