MY UNWANTED WIFE IS THE BEST

Chapter Two~Wedded In Chaos>Kate’s POVThe weather was cloudy in the morning of my wedding. It felt as if a storm was just waiting to break.The hair stylists made a fuss over doing my hair as the makeup artists dusted my cheeks with enough powder to last a lifetime.Their assistants ran in and out, everywhere, trying to put up every last minute details. I just sat still amd folded my hands on my lap.I was getting married.This was not a fairy tale. This transaction was taking place.My phone buzzed on the table, distracting me from my thoughts.I reached for it and frowned at the message from an unknown number. I hesitated before I opened the message with a tap.“Congratulations, Mrs. Delacroix. I am glad to inform you that your collection is no longer yours.” I stared at the words confused. There was a link attached to it. I tapped it. The moment it opened, I gasped and my world tilted.I hurried opened my browser and inputted the name of my collection. It was there. There was

Chapter Four~A PREGNANCY TO KEEP>Kate's PovWhen I returned Pierre had slid down the floor with one hand clutching his chest and the other bracing him on the floor."That is it!" I snapped. "You look deathly pale. We are going to the hospital now." My trembling fingers reached for my phone."No!" His voice managed to be steel despite his weakness. "There will be no hospitals Kate, not ever.""B- but you can barely stand-""Please Kate, never take me there, ever. Promise?" His good eye locked onto mine and the emerald green that I recalled so vividly from that night was now dulled with fear. "I promise," I whispered. I opened the yellow bottle and watched as he swallowed two pills dry. His hands even shook so badly that he nearly dropped them."I will be fine after some rest."“Let me help you to bed.” He hesitated and then nodded. Then, with slow movements, I slipped my arm around his waist. It was the same waist I had once traced with eager fingers in the dark of his hotel room.

- Lies, Leaks, and Laced TruthsKate’s POVThe photo of Ella and Pierre lay on the coffee table like a cursed relic, mocking, daring me to believe it. I had stared at it for hours, flipping it over, zooming in, squinting, even sniffing it as if it might somehow confess its lie out loud. But it didn’t. And the longer I looked at it, the more my resolve chipped away. I had tried to tell him. About the night. About me. But Ella had snuck in like poison just before I could.Now? I didn’t even know if the truth would matter anymore. It hurts to even think about it again, so I’ll just let it be.I closed the folder containing Kalis’s medical reports and shoved it back beneath the floorboard where I had hidden it. Pierre’s life was still at stake, Ella’s deception or not.He needed me. Only I could save him. And God help me, despite the betrayal, I still wanted him, so much.My phone buzzed violently on the vanity. I grabbed it. It’s Kalis.Kalis: “Kate, it’s happening. I ran into Pierre at t

. A Womb Full of SecretsKate’s POVI ran, not looking back to see his face a second time, not in the literal sense—my body was already too fragile, too wary of what lived inside me, but emotionally, I was a storm pulling away from land, trying not to flood the coast I loved, and the only thing my brain could think of was running.Pierre had looked at me like I was someone else.Like I was her again.The redhead he had dreamt about. The woman he thought he lost, but he hadn’t just lost me, he had shredded me with months of indifference, suspicion, and silence.Now he wanted to look at me with softness in his eyes, now that he knew, but there was just something different about It.The hallway felt longer than usual as I walked to my suite. I kept my eyes forward, ignoring the way my vision blurred with tears. My hand instinctively dropped to my belly, still flat, still betraying no secrets, but alive.A child.His child.Our child.I reached my room and closed the door, letting my back

.Her Lies, My WarElla’s Private LoungeElla sat by a vintage phonograph, playing a soft French song as she swirled wine in her glass.Her phone buzzed.Agent: “Phase One complete. Kate’s OB records were flagged by the health department. It will appear like insurance fraud.”“Perfect,” she whispered.“She’ll be under review within forty-eight hours.”Ella smiled at her reflection. “And when Pierre is forced to choose between his company and a ‘lying’ wife?”She lifted her glass.“He’ll bury her.”Kate’s POVThe moment I left Pierre’s office, the air outside felt suffocating. Even the corridor seemed to hum with silent judgment. Every glance from passing staff held a question. Suspicion. Whispers I couldn’t hear, but I felt them sinking into my skin like glass shards.Ella’s game had begun.And now, she was targeting more than Pierre’s empire, she was going after my child.I walked briskly toward the executive elevator, resisting the overwhelming urge to call someone, anyone, to scream