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Chapter 43
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2026-07-06 03:28:05
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The Wife He Couldn't Erase Chapter 43
Lyara:My phone hadn't stopped vibrating since dawn. Ashworth Heights' stock had climbed again overnight, and every business channel was calling it the Lyara Effect. My press conference from yesterday dominated the headlines, while fashion blogs were already speculating about my first jewelry collection. Every headline, every notification, every expectation settled on my shoulders as I crossed the lobby. I kept my stride measured and my expression calm.“President!” Emma burst through the revolving door before I even reached the reception desk. Her heels clicked frantically against the floor, and her tablet was clutched to her chest. Her eyes were bright in a way I had never seen before.“You’re trending number one,” she said, and she was already falling into step beside me. “And the comments? You need to hear this one. Listen. ‘I’ve never bought jewelry in my life but if Lyara makes it, I’m putting aside 200 cedis every month.’ Another one says, “She stood up to them and won. I
The Wife He Couldn't Erase Chapter 42
Lila: The key felt heavier than it should have when I slid it into the lock. My hand was still shaking from the bar, from the whispers. I pushed the door open and braced myself. The house was dark except for the lamp in the living room. My father was sitting there, newspaper folded on his lap, glass of whiskey sweating on the table beside him. He always worried when I came home late. Always asked questions. Always made me explain why my lipstick was smudged and why I looked like I’d been crying in a cab. Tonight, he didn’t even look up when I closed the door. I waited for it anyway. For “Where were you?” For “What happened to your face?” My eyes were red, swollen. The makeup I’d layered on at the bar hadn’t hidden it. I’d practiced my smile in the bathroom mirror and still looked like a woman who’d lost something. He turned a page. “Did you watch the news this afternoon?” He asked. His voice was flat, like we were discussing the weather. “The most trending news of the year. About
The Wife He Couldn't Erase Chapter 41
Lyara: The light outside the windows had gone thin. Not night yet, but the kind of dusk that made the office feel smaller, like the walls were leaning in. The building was quiet now. Most of the staff had left an hour ago. Emma was gone. The cleaning crew wouldn’t come until midnight. Only Heather stayed, hunched over her laptop at the side desk, glasses slipping down her nose as she scrolled through rows of numbers. I stayed too. Not because I wanted to. Because Heather was more than a secretary. She’d been the one holding my hand. The one who taught me how to smile. She stayed because she hated loose ends more than she hated overtime. We were trying to read through the correction files. Page after page of numbers, clauses, footnotes that could ruin us if one comma was in the wrong place. It was too much for a few hours. My eyes burned. But it was better than walking away and pretending it’d fix itself by morning. The door opened and Ethan walked in. His tie was loose, sleeves ro
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Adrian: Silence filled the room like smoke. Thick. Choking. Lyara’s eyes were still fixed on the door Ethan had walked through, like she could burn a hole in it if she stared long enough. Her back was straight, shoulders squared, fingers pressed flat against the edge of that desk. I stood there with my hands at my sides, suit jacket suddenly too tight across my chest. I could hear my own breathing. Too loud. Too fast. I cleared my throat once. The sound bounced off the marble and died. She didn’t turn. Another minute stretched. It felt like an hour. The air in the office was cold, but sweat was building at the back of my neck. I needed her to look at me. Needed something. Anything. “Can I sit?” I asked finally. My voice came out lower than I intended. Careful. Like I was asking permission to exist. Lyara didn’t answer right away. She opened a drawer, shuffled papers, closed it again. When she finally looked up, her eyes passed over me like I was furniture. “Sit.” I sank into t
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Lyara: The door opened and Heather swept in like she’d just won something. Her iPad glowed against her chest, and that smile; sharp, triumphant, hit me before she even spoke. I didn’t look up. If I looked up, my hands might shake. I kept my eyes on the contract in front of me, pretending the words made sense. They didn’t. My head still buzzed from the press conference, from the second I opened my mouth and said “jewelry line” just to kill the silence after Sarah’s question. Heather stopped beside my desk. Close enough that her perfume hit me like a wall. She didn’t wait for me to acknowledge her. She started reading, thumb scrolling, voice bright like she was reciting praise from an altar. “Finally a designer who isn’t afraid to speak her truth.” “Can’t wait to see the collection—when’s the launch?” “Lyara Vance just redefined class under pressure.” Seven thousand mentions in the last hour. Vance Holdings stock is up 2.4%. Ethan says the team calls it the best damage control
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Lila: The screen inside my car was too bright. Too loud. Lyara’s face filled the whole thing, sharp suit, calm smile, voice steady like she’d rehearsed it for years. “I am a proud single mother of one blessed child. His name is Leo.” My hands went numb on the steering wheel. The takeout bag on the passenger seat was still warm, grease soaking through the paper. I’d gone into the restaurant minutes earlier, starving, thinking food would stop the shaking in my chest. Now the smell of fries made my stomach turn. I couldn’t breathe. The reporter asked about Adrian, and Lyara smiled. The cameras flashed. The crowd murmured. And my chest caved in like someone had kicked it. No. That wasn’t supposed to happen. I fumbled for my phone. Not the one connected to my father’s driver. The other one. The one only Adrian had the number for. My fingers slipped. I dropped it once on the seat, picked it up, and dialed. Ring. Ring. Ring. Voicemail. I hung up and dialed again. Again. Again. Ea
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