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The vow she never heard

Author: Faewrites
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-10 18:39:15

Chapter thirteen

Lucas's pov

I rarely ever got anxious about anything.

Life was always in order. Mergers worth billions,cut throat takeovers,rival hostility - I'd faced them squarely with indifference and control that earned me respect across boardrooms.

But here in my arms was my passed out ballerina wife, Lucia. I had scooped her into my arms after she fell to the ground with a sickening thud.

Now, staring at her pale face which seemed a little too translucent under the glow of the lights, a pang of sorrow shot through me.

I guessed that everything she'd been passing through finally took its toll on her body.

I set her down gently to pick up my phone so I'd call Adrian.

“Hello,sir?” His voice rang out from the other end.

“Adrian, I need you upstairs immediately, Lucia's unconscious.” I said, my voice steady betraying the emotions I felt within.

“Alright sir, I'd be up there right away.” He said,no unnecessary questions asked.

I waited with Lucia back in my arms for a few minutes w
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