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May All Your Wishes Come True, and May We Never Meet Again

May All Your Wishes Come True, and May We Never Meet Again

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By:  Marvelous MeowCompleted
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Marriage

Bias

Best Friend

Cheating

Winning Back the Wife

Tragic Love

Plot Twists

Independence

Before our wedding, Cyrus Lane and I each folded fifty paper stars, wrote a wish inside every one, and filled a glass jar with all one hundred. We promised we wouldn't open it until our fifth anniversary. Today was that day. Cyrus said he had a meeting at work and that we'd celebrate later, but I couldn't wait. So I opened the jar by myself and started with my stars. "I hope we spend every anniversary together." "I hope I'll always come first in his heart." "I hope we grow old together." Smiling, I reached for one of his. The first read, "Remember to get her an almond latte every Wednesday afternoon." The second: "Remember, her stomach is sensitive. Don't order anything spicy when you eat together." The third: "Remember, she's afraid of thunder. Stay with her whenever there's a storm." I was allergic to almonds. I had never drunk almond lattes. I loved spicy food, and Cyrus had never once cared whether it upset my stomach. And in all five years of our marriage, whenever a thunderstorm rolled in, he always claimed something had come up at work and left me home alone. I kept unfolding the stars. By the time I'd opened all fifty, there wasn't a single one with my name on it. The almond lattes, the sensitive stomach, the fear of thunder. Every detail belonged to my best friend, Quinn Xavier. Then I heard a key turn in the lock. Cyrus walked in carrying a cake. "Happy fifth anniversary..." He stopped when he saw the table covered in unfolded notes. I looked up at him from where I sat amid the scattered paper. "Consider your wish granted. "Go be with her."

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The smile slowly faded from Cyrus Lane's face. He set the cake on the table and reached for the scattered notes.

"Zara Spencer, don't touch those."

I pinned down the half-unfolded star beneath my hand. "Why not? Because none of them are about me, or because I've finally figured out what they mean?"

His hand froze in midair. A moment later, he pulled the note from my fingers.

"I wrote these before we got married. That was five years ago."

"If it's all in the past, why are you still doing every single thing you wrote down?"

Cyrus lowered his gaze and began gathering the notes, his expression settling back into calm.

"Remember that research trip we took to the mountains in college? There was a landslide, and Quentin Xavier shoved me out of the way. He broke two ribs because of it. You were at the hospital too. You remember."

Of course I did.

Back then, Cyrus, Quinn Xavier, her brother Quentin, and I had all attended the same college. Quentin later took a long-term assignment overseas, and before he left, he'd asked Cyrus to look out for his sister.

"Quinn's been afraid of thunder ever since that landslide. Her stomach problems started while she was in the hospital. She has a follow-up appointment every Wednesday, and I pick up an almond latte for her on the way. That's all there is to it."

"So every time there was a thunderstorm over the past five years, you left me alone to go stay with her, and that was just you looking out for her?"

"Yes."

He didn't hesitate for even a second.

"You've known Quinn for years. You know what she's been through. Quentin saved my life, and he's out of the country now. What's wrong with me looking after his sister for him?"

He paused, impatience creeping into his voice.

"Zara, you're her friend too. Why do you have to make this into something it's not?"

I watched him gather all fifty notes into his hand and suddenly laughed.

"Then why did you put things you wrote for her in our wish jar?"

Cyrus finally frowned.

"I just used the paper that happened to be on the table.

"The day before our wedding, you sat beside me and told me every one of those stars held a wish for our future.

"You're still holding on to something I said just to make you happy five years ago?"

The moment the words left his mouth, he seemed to realize how harsh they sounded. He reached out and touched my shoulder.

"Zara, that's not what I meant."

I shifted away, and his hand fell through empty air.

My ultrasound report lay at the corner of the table.

I'd planned to wait until he unfolded the very last star before telling him we were going to have a baby.

Now, the idea seemed just as ridiculous as all those wishes about growing old together.

Cyrus picked up the cake knife.

"Let's just have some cake. I had them make your favorite."

He opened the box, and the strong scent of almonds hit me immediately.

My fingers curled into a fist.

"This is what you think my favorite is?"

Cyrus glanced at the label, and his expression shifted.

"My assistant ordered the wrong one.

"Quinn was at the office today too. They probably mixed up her order with yours."

He closed the box again, his patience clearly wearing thin.

"It's just a cake. I'll have another one delivered."

"Don't bother."

I slipped the ultrasound report beneath the tablecloth.

"Cyrus, let's get divorced."

He went still, then tossed the cake knife back into the box.

"Over a few notes from five years ago?"

"Because for the past five years, every moment I thought I had you to myself, she was there too."

"Don't make it sound so ugly." Cyrus pinched the bridge of his nose. "You're the one I married. You're Mrs. Lane. Quinn has never tried to take your place."

"So I should be grateful?"

"At the very least, don't threaten me with divorce on our anniversary just to test me."

His phone suddenly rang.

The moment Cyrus saw the name on the screen, he answered.

Quinn's tearful voice came through the phone.

"Cyrus, there's thunder outside, and the power just went out."

"Stay on the phone. I'm coming over now."

Cyrus grabbed his jacket and glanced at me.

"She has panic disorder. I'm going to check on her."

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10 Chapters
Chapter 1
The smile slowly faded from Cyrus Lane's face. He set the cake on the table and reached for the scattered notes."Zara Spencer, don't touch those."I pinned down the half-unfolded star beneath my hand. "Why not? Because none of them are about me, or because I've finally figured out what they mean?"His hand froze in midair. A moment later, he pulled the note from my fingers."I wrote these before we got married. That was five years ago.""If it's all in the past, why are you still doing every single thing you wrote down?"Cyrus lowered his gaze and began gathering the notes, his expression settling back into calm."Remember that research trip we took to the mountains in college? There was a landslide, and Quentin Xavier shoved me out of the way. He broke two ribs because of it. You were at the hospital too. You remember."Of course I did.Back then, Cyrus, Quinn Xavier, her brother Quentin, and I had all attended the same college. Quentin later took a long-term assignment overseas, and
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Chapter 2
"What if I tell you not to go?"Cyrus paused for half a second as he fastened his cufflinks."Zara, don't make me think you're being unreasonable."He opened the door. By the time the first low rumble of thunder sounded, he was already stepping into the elevator.He'd even taken all fifty notes he'd written for Quinn with him, yet he'd failed to notice the corner of the paper peeking out from beneath the tablecloth.The words on it were unmistakable: intrauterine pregnancy, seven weeks.I picked up my phone and called my attorney.The call had barely connected when hurried footsteps sounded outside. Cyrus had come back.He pushed open the door. "Where's the spare key to Quinn's place?"I took it from the drawer and placed it in his palm."Keep it. She needs you more often than I do. It'll be more convenient if you have it.""I told you, she's just afraid of thunder.""Yeah. I know."My calm only darkened his expression. He caught my wrist, his thumb pressing against the red mark where
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Chapter 3
By the time I reached my father's studio with the clearance notice in hand, the movers had already forced the door open."Stop right there."The foreman glanced at the project manager Cyrus had sent. "Mr. Lane said everything has to be cleared out today, Ms. Spencer. Please don't make our job difficult."I blocked the doorway. "The plans and models inside are private property. If anyone touches them, I'm calling the police."Quinn stepped out of a car, carrying the glass jar that had held our stars."Zara, I already told them not to clear anything out yet."My eyes went straight to the jar in her arms. "Why do you have that?""Cyrus stayed with me last night. He brought it over with him." She ran her fingers over the glass with a gentle smile. "Those notes were meant for me in the first place. He said leaving them with you would only give you the wrong idea."I held out my hand. "Give me the jar."Quinn didn't move."You've had him for five years, Zara. Can't you at least give me back
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Chapter 4
Before the signing began, I went to the restroom. The bleeding had stopped, but my lower abdomen kept tightening in waves.I called the hospital. As soon as the doctor heard what was happening, she told me to go straight to the ER.The project manager was waiting outside the door. "Mrs. Lane, the investors are already here.""Tell Cyrus I might be losing the baby."His face changed instantly. He pulled out his phone and made the call. After only a couple of sentences, he handed it to me.Cyrus's voice was cold. "Since when did you start lying about being pregnant?"My grip tightened around the phone."Quinn just got out of the ER. Nothing can go wrong with today's signing. Get through the meeting first, and I'll have the driver take you to get checked afterward.""I need to leave now.""Zara Spencer, don't make me call you out in front of the investors. The doctor said you have PCOS and that conceiving naturally would be difficult. We've been trying for years with no luck, and now, of
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Chapter 5
Ten minutes later, the divorce papers and the formal notice revoking the copyright license for the Greenwood Theater project landed in Cyrus's inbox at the same time.I silenced my phone and ignored every message he sent.When Henry Zane arrived at my hospital room, he brought the full inventory of copyrights belonging to my father's studio."The notices have been sent. The company's legal department received copies too.""Good.""The moment the license is revoked, the Greenwood Theater project comes to a complete stop.""Then let it stop."Henry glanced at the medication on my bedside table."Does Cyrus know about the baby?""No."I handed him my phone."From now on, you take his calls."Once the paperwork was finished, Henry arranged for me to be transferred to another hospital.That afternoon, the Greenwood Theater project formally received notice that its copyright authorization had been terminated. The company's legal department contacted Cyrus immediately.By the time he arrived
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Chapter 6
In the end, Cyrus still managed to find out which hospital I'd been transferred to.Two hours later, my hospital room door flew open. I was already dressed and ready to leave when he rushed in. His eyes went straight past Henry and landed on my face."Zara."He started toward me, then stopped at the foot of the bed."Did we really lose the baby?"I kept my eyes on the discharge papers and finished signing my name. When Cyrus noticed the medication on the bedside table, his hands began to shake."Why didn't you tell me where you were?"Henry stepped between us. "Mr. Lane, please keep your distance.""This is between my wife and me.""Ms. Spencer has retained me to handle her divorce."Cyrus's expression hardened. "Get out."I capped my pen and handed the paperwork to the nurse. "You're the one who should leave."The color drained from his face."Zara, I know you blame me.""I'm not blaming you." I looked at him. "I just don't want you anymore."He reached for my coat as though nothing b
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Chapter 7
On the day the Greenwood Theater project went back out to bid, Cyrus sat in the center of the review panel.When I entered the conference room, he instinctively stood and pulled out a chair for me."You're still recovering. You could've joined remotely.""Thank you for your concern, Mr. Lane."I took the seat beside Hayden."But I'm leading one of the bidding teams today. I thought it was better to be here in person."Mr. Lane.His hand stayed frozen on the back of the chair for several seconds when he heard that.Quinn walked in carrying the original proposal, her expression strained."Zara, you revoked the license. Everything the company invested in the early stages is gone.""That's the price of using someone else's work without permission.""But Cyrus already apologized to you."I opened the folder in front of me. "My personal life isn't part of today's discussion."Quinn bit her lip."You can hate me all you want, but you can't jeopardize hundreds of people's jobs just because you
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Chapter 8
Before work began on the Greenwood Theater, Quinn told the media that the restoration plan had been her original concept.Less than half an hour after the interview went live, she released an old notebook as proof."This was the first draft I developed while I was studying abroad."A reporter brought the notebook over to me."Ms. Spencer, Ms. Xavier claims you used your marriage to take credit for her work. How do you respond?"I flipped to the last page."This notebook belonged to my father."Quinn immediately shot back, "There's no name on it. What makes you so sure?""The paper has a watermark in the bottom right corner made from an old Greenwood Theater ticket stub. My father had that paper custom-made. No one else had it."Her expression changed.I placed the forensic report on the table."The handwriting analysis shows that the first half was written twelve years ago. The second half was added sometime within the last three months."I looked at Quinn."You copied my father's hand
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Chapter 9
By the time the board finished voting, Cyrus had been suspended from all of his positions. He made no attempt to argue. Instead, he gathered the Greenwood Theater files and handed them over to me.Henry flipped through the accounts, stopping after a couple of pages. "There are three irregular expenses here. Quinn requested all three under the overseas team's name. Together, they're worth more than twenty million, and you approved them.""I did," Cyrus said calmly. "She told me the money was urgent, and I signed off without checking.""That makes you jointly liable for the losses.""I know."I closed the file. "Is there anything else?"For a moment, Cyrus simply looked at me. Then he took out the divorce agreement, already signed. His name now appeared beside mine on the final page."The house, the shares, the money in our accounts. I want you to have all of it.""We'll divide everything according to the prenup.""Zara, I owe you.""You can't put a price on our baby."The color drained
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Chapter 10
A year later, the Greenwood Theater reopened.My father's dome mural had been fully restored, and tickets for the opening performance sold out a month in advance. Hayden placed the very first ticket on my desk."Front row, dead center. Your father's favorite seat."I ran my thumb over the sycamore leaf printed on the ticket."What about the seat next to it?""Empty."I'd saved that one for my father.Before the performance began, Henry brought me the final divorce decree along with the last enforcement report. Quinn Xavier had been convicted of commercial fraud and embezzlement, and all the property in her name had been put toward restitution. Cyrus had sold most of his shares, covered the remaining losses on the project, and resigned from the company.By the time the performance ended, it was raining outside.Hayden opened his umbrella. "The car's parked pretty far away. Want to wait until it lets up?""Let's walk."We had barely made it down the steps when I spotted Cyrus across th
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