Se connecterShare
CHAPTER TWO: Cold Walls
Dernière mise à jour:
2026-01-26 18:07:33The mansion was silent.
Lydia wandered through the grand halls, her bouquet discarded on the polished marble floor. The weight of the wedding—the ceremony, the forced smiles, the hollow congratulations—pressed on her chest. She felt as though she were walking through someone else’s life, a life carefully scripted by the Blackwood name, where she was only a prop. She entered the library, a room lined with dark mahogany shelves and leather-bound books. The warm glow of the fireplace softened the shadows, but it did little to ease the chill in her heart. She sank into a velvet armchair and buried her face in her hands. Ethan appeared at the doorway without a sound. She didn’t hear him approach. He looked at her, still dressed in his suit, hair slightly disheveled from the day’s events, and for a moment, she thought she might see something—remorse, regret, even the faintest hint of warmth. But it never came. He spoke, his voice low and controlled. “You shouldn’t be sitting here like this.” Lydia lifted her head slowly, meeting his gaze. “And what would you have me do? Dance around pretending everything is fine?” Her voice was soft, but it carried an edge she hadn’t meant to reveal. Ethan stepped fully into the room, closing the distance but keeping his expression unreadable. “I’ve made my position clear. This marriage is… convenient. Nothing more.” She swallowed the lump in her throat. “Convenient? You mean it’s convenient for you. For your family. For your grandfather. And yet I am supposed to smile, play the perfect wife, and be grateful for this arrangement?” He paused, almost imperceptibly. Then he said, “Yes.” The bluntness of his answer cut deeper than she expected. Lydia’s chest tightened, but a small spark of defiance flared. “You will not dictate how I feel, Ethan. You may not want me, but I will not be invisible in my own life. Not even to you.” His eyes darkened slightly, but he did not reply. Instead, he turned and walked to the fireplace, placing a hand on the mantle as if bracing himself. Lydia watched him, her anger simmering alongside the fear. She had known this marriage would be difficult. She had prepared herself for cold nights, silent dinners, and the constant awareness that she was unwanted. But the reality was harsher than anything she had imagined. Ethan’s indifference was like a wall between them—impenetrable, unyielding, suffocating. Yet beneath her fear, a quiet determination began to grow. She would survive this. She would endure, and she would find a way to assert herself, even if it was only in small ways at first. Ethan’s gaze fell on her again, lingering. “I do not want a wife who expects… affection,” he said, the words measured, deliberate. “Do not mistake tolerance for love. You are my wife in name only. That is all.” Lydia’s jaw tightened. “Then I will make sure you understand that a name does not give you power over my heart. I am more than a title, Ethan. And one day… you may realize that what you have rejected is what you could never replace.” He blinked, just once, and for a fleeting moment, the mask of indifference faltered. Then it returned, cold and unyielding, as he turned away. The room fell silent, broken only by the faint crackle of the fireplace. Lydia exhaled slowly, feeling a mix of fear, resolve, and something else she refused to name. This marriage was a battlefield, and from this night onward, she would fight—quietly, patiently, and without fear. And perhaps, just perhaps, the man who did not want her would one day wish he had.
Latest chapter
His Unwanted Wife CHAPTER TEN: A Love Unbroken
The Blackwood estate was quiet, almost eerily so, the morning after the storm that had shaken its foundations both inside and out. Rain had swept through the night, leaving the grounds glistening, and a fragile sunlight now filtered through the tall windows. But inside, the mansion was alive with a tension that was different from the fear and uncertainty of the previous days. It was the tension of possibility—the quiet electricity of change, trust, and fragile hope.Lydia stood in the library, the place where so many of her battles—both emotional and practical—had begun. Sunlight streamed over the leather-bound books, catching dust motes in its glow. Her fingers brushed the spines as she walked past, and she thought of how far she had come—from the terrified bride who walked down the aisle into cold indifference, to a woman who had faced secrets, threats, and betrayal, and survived.The door creaked behind her, and she turned to see Ethan entering, dressed in casual clothes, hair stil
His Unwanted Wife CHAPTER NINE: Shadows of Betrayal
The Blackwood estate felt alive with tension that night, far more intense than the usual quiet grandeur. Lydia had learned that Ethan’s carefully controlled life was riddled with secrets—alliances he had forged in the past, enemies he had made, and debts that could ruin him if exposed. But she had also learned that beneath the impenetrable walls, he was vulnerable, and for the first time, she understood that she could not simply wait for him to change; she had to act.Ethan’s study was dimly lit, the soft glow of the desk lamp casting long shadows across the papers strewn across the surface. His jaw was tight, his hands trembling slightly as he reviewed financial documents and letters. The man who had walked through the front doors earlier—an associate turned traitor—had threatened to expose Ethan’s dealings, and he had left a lingering sense of menace in the mansion.Lydia stepped quietly into the study, aware of the weight of the moment. “Ethan,” she said softly.He looked up, dark
His Unwanted Wife CHAPTER EIGHT: The Storm Within
The morning after their first real moment together, the Blackwood estate was quiet, almost deceptively so. The previous night had left an echo in the air—something tangible and heavy, like electricity that refused to fade. Ethan was in his study, papers scattered across the desk, the lines of tension still etched into his face. He looked every bit the controlled, untouchable man Lydia had come to know, but she could see the subtle cracks that hadn’t existed before.Lydia, for her part, felt a strange mix of triumph and unease. Last night had been a breakthrough, yes. But breakthroughs didn’t erase history, secrets, or the dangers that lingered just beyond the walls of the mansion. She knew that Ethan’s world was far from simple. There were enemies, debts, and betrayals—remnants of his past that could reach her if she let her guard down.She entered the study cautiously, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor. Ethan looked up, his dark eyes catching hers, sharp but soften
His Unwanted Wife CHAPTER SEVEN: Breaking the Walls
The storm outside the Blackwood estate had passed, leaving the air crisp and heavy with the scent of wet earth. Inside, the mansion still felt like a labyrinth of secrets and shadows, but tonight, everything had shifted. The confrontation with the mysterious man—the one who had revealed hidden debts, dangerous alliances, and betrayals from Ethan’s past—had left Lydia and Ethan both shaken.Ethan’s usually composed demeanor was gone, replaced by a tension Lydia had never seen. His sharp, controlled movements were jagged, as if the perfect mask he always wore had finally fractured. And for the first time, she realized just how much weight he carried, how deeply he had buried himself beneath walls of control, wealth, and indifference.Lydia had watched him from the library doorway, silent but alert. She had listened as he confronted the man—whose name she still did not know—about mistakes, threats, and obligations that stretched back years. She had glimpsed the man behind the myth, the m
His Unwanted Wife CHAPTER SIX: Fractured Loyalties
The Blackwood estate had never felt more like a trap. Rain pelted the windows again, violent and relentless, as though the heavens themselves mourned the storm that raged within the mansion. Lydia paced the library, her hands trembling slightly as she clutched the stack of letters she had discovered. The confrontation from last night haunted her—the intruder in the hall, Ethan’s rare moment of vulnerability, and the hidden life she had glimpsed through Isabella’s letters.She could feel it now, the electric tension lingering in the air, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath.Footsteps echoed on the marble floors. Ethan entered the library, his dark eyes burning with a mixture of anger and something else Lydia couldn’t quite place—fear, maybe, or guilt.“You shouldn’t have gone through my things,” he said, voice low, dangerous. “It was a mistake.”Lydia held her ground. “A mistake? Ethan, you’ve hidden this from me. From the moment we married, you’ve built your walls, an
His Unwanted Wife CHAPTER FIVE: Secrets in the Shadows
The mansion was quiet that night, but the silence was thick—heavy with unspoken words, hidden histories, and the kind of tension that made Lydia’s pulse quicken. She had spent the day in the library, organizing her papers and exploring the estate’s hidden corners. That was when she stumbled upon it—a small drawer in Ethan’s private desk, concealed behind a false panel.Curiosity tugged at her. She knew she shouldn’t, but something about the secrecy called to her. She slid the drawer open, revealing a stack of letters, photographs, and legal documents.Lydia’s fingers trembled as she flipped through them.There were letters from a woman—a beautiful, confident woman who signed herself Isabella. The letters were intimate, passionate, and unrelenting in their claim on Ethan’s heart. The woman had been a part of his life long before Lydia ever arrived. Each letter whispered of love, betrayal, and promises broken.Her stomach twisted. Ethan had not been exaggerating when he said there was s
Vous vous intéresseriez aussi à
The Trap Of Ace
Eva Zahan1.0M VuesOn My Professor's Bed
Xee write768.1K VuesIn Love With The Hot CEO
Tula576.3K VuesPregnant and Favored: See You in the Morning, Young Master
Miss Yu916.3K VuesThe Blind Billionaire's Fake Girlfriend [ ENGLISH ]
acire_berry106 VuesMistaken Night With my Ex-Husband
Ranya Vale213 VuesCraving the wrong brother : His obsession
Acedomvile116 VuesForever yours
J.nora178 Vues
