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FORSAKEN WIFE, NOW A BILLIONAIRE'S GREATEST REGRET CHAPTER 62
The ringing was an assault. Each shrill tone was a needle piercing the tranquil bubble of our life, injecting a pure, undiluted dread. Arthur’s hand hovered, a tremor running through his fingers. His eyes, wide and clouded with fifty years of grief and confusion, were locked on mine, pleading for an answer I couldn't give."Don't," I repeated, the word a desperate incantation. "It's a phantom, Arthur. A trick. Let it go to voicemail."The rational part of him, the renowned surgeon who had navigated a thousand crises with a steady hand, warred with the ghost-ridden husband, the man who had buried a wife and a child in a single, devastating day. I saw the exact moment the ghost won. A desperate, wild hope, one I hadn't seen since he was a young man, flared in his gaze. He had to know.His hand closed around the receiver. He lifted it, his movements slow, deliberate, as if handling a live explosive."Hello?" His voice was rough, stripped bare.I couldn't hear the voice on the other end,
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The name hung in the air between us, a ghost made sound. Isabella. The world, so solid and peaceful a moment before, tilted on its axis. The gentle lapping of the waves below the deck now sounded like a relentless, mocking tide.“Your… what?” The words were ash in my mouth. My heart was a frantic, trapped bird beating against my ribs. This wasn’t happening. This was a cruel joke, a nightmare clawing its way up from a past we had buried deep.Arthur didn’t move. He just stared at the phone in his hand as if it had transformed into a venomous snake.“Arthur!” My voice was sharper now, frayed with a panic I hadn’t felt in a lifetime. “Talk to me. Who was that?”He blinked, slowly, and his gaze lifted to meet mine. The shock in his eyes was being rapidly replaced by a dawning, sickening horror. “It was a woman. Her voice… she sounded young.” He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “She said… ‘Tell Arthur Gonzalez that Isabella is calling. His daughter.’”“That’s impossible,” I stated
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The finality was a soft, settled thing, like dust motes dancing in a sunbeam. There were no more deliveries, no more ghosts at the door. The journal from Rosa Esposito was the last page of a long and painful book, and I had gently, firmly, closed the cover. We did not speak of it again. Its truth was absorbed into the tapestry of our lives, a dark thread that, once integrated, no longer stood out but simply contributed to the strength of the whole.Decades, in the end, are made of small moments. They are the scent of Arthur’s coffee every morning for forty years. They are the sound of LJ’s children—our grandchildren—shrieking with laughter as they chased waves on the same stretch of sand where their parents had married. They are the quiet pride of watching the Angela Gonzalez Foundation open its tenth location, a beacon of hope in a city that had once only known our family for its scandals.I grew old. My hands, which had once clutched legal briefs and a cold, hard gun, now grew tende
FORSAKEN WIFE, NOW A BILLIONAIRE'S GREATEST REGRET CHAPTER 59
The warmth of Arthur’s embrace was a homecoming more profound than any physical return. The tension of the past weeks didn’t vanish, but it softened, absorbed by the simple, solid reality of his arms around me. We didn’t speak of the lockbox again. It had served its destructive purpose and was now relegated to the past, a grim footnote in a story that was finally, blessedly, complete.Life began again, not with a dramatic flourish, but with a deep, settling calm. LJ’s presence at the foundation became a permanent fixture. He didn’t just manage; he innovated, his architectural mind designing a new, open-air studio that brought the ocean breeze and the scent of jasmine into the creative space. He was no longer the heir to a cursed fortune, but a steward of a living, breathing legacy of healing.One evening, he brought a young woman to dinner. Maya was an art therapist with calm eyes and a quick laugh. Watching him with her, so easy and unburdened, was a balm to my soul. The ghosts of hi
FORSAKEN WIFE, NOW A BILLIONAIRE'S GREATEST REGRET CHAPTER 58
The silence Arthur left behind was heavier than the darkness in the basement. It was the sound of a final, irrevocable line being drawn. I knelt on the cold concrete, the journal and the ring box feeling like artifacts from a cursed tomb. The truth I had clawed for, the final piece of the puzzle, was a corroded, ugly thing that offered no solace, only a deeper, more profound emptiness.I didn't know how long I sat there. The beam of my flashlight grew dim, but I made no move to leave. What was there to go back to? A home where I had just shattered the last vestiges of my husband's trust? A son who would now learn that his father had been a would-be embezzler, betrayed by his best friend?Eventually, the practical need to escape the crushing dark forced me to move. I placed the journal and the ring box back into the lockbox, closed the lid, and left it there in the dust. Let the university bulldoze it someday. The secrets could stay buried.The drive home was a blur. The sun was settin
FORSAKEN WIFE, NOW A BILLIONAIRE'S GREATEST REGRET CHAPTER 57
The key felt like a shard of ice in my palm. The photograph of a young, carefree Lanc and a smiling Hector Esposito was a relic from a universe that no longer existed, a haunting glimpse of a friendship that would curdle into a poison that spanned decades. Valeria’s final act wasn’t revenge; it was a meticulously laid trap, baited with a mystery she knew I couldn’t resist.“You’re not going.” Arthur’s voice was flat, absolute. He stood between me and the door, his face a mask of protective fury. “This is exactly what she wanted. To pull you back in. To dangle one last secret in front of you and watch you jump.”“It’s not about what she wanted, Arthur!” I argued, my voice rising with a frantic energy. “It’s about what Lanc hid! A lockbox with Hector? From before everything fell apart? Don’t you see? This could be the reason! This could explain why Hector turned on him, why he orchestrated the attack! This could be the missing piece!”“OR IT COULD BE NOTHING!” he roared, his composure s
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