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Chapter 10: The Family Dinner

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Dinner at the Montgomery mansion was surprisingly normal—at least for the first ten minutes.

Charlotte sat right beside me, enthusiastically recounting a drama that had unfolded at her school. Apparently, one of her classmates had snuck a live frog into the classroom inside his lunchbox.

"That sounds absolutely terrifying," I commented, taking a sip of my juice.

"It wasn't!" Charlotte protested.

"It was a frog, Charlotte. Cold, slimy, four legs."

"It was cute, Mommy!"

"Four legs!"

Charlo
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    Liam was in the living room when I arrived home.His tie had been loosened, and his laptop rested open on the coffee table. He looked up when I entered, his gaze moving briefly over my face.“Hey, Abby.”“Hey.”He closed his laptop.“Long day?”“A little.”He studied me for another moment, but he didn’t ask where I’d been or why I looked distracted.That was something I was beginning to appreciate about him. He could be curious without making his curiosity feel like a demand.I put my bag down and sat beside him.“I saw Finn.”Liam’s expression grew still.“Today?”“Outside the foundation building.”He nodded once. “All right.”I turned toward him.“That’s all you’re going to say?”“What would you like me to say?”“I don’t know. Something.”A faint smile touched his mouth.“Do you want me to ask what he said?”“Maybe.”“Then what did he say?”I leaned back against the sofa.“He apologized. He admitted that he made me feel as though I wasn’t enough. He said he had tried to find me afte

  • The Wife He Loves to Hate   CHAPTER 107: THE APOLOGY I NEVER ASKED FOR

    I thought the past would feel heavier when it finally stood in front of me.I thought seeing Finn Wilson again would bring back the girl I had been at twenty—the girl who had loved him, trusted him, and believed that the future was something she could plan with him.Instead, when I saw him standing outside the foundation building that afternoon, all I felt was exhaustion.Not anger. Not longing.Just exhaustion.“Abigail.”Finn straightened when he noticed me. He looked as though he had been waiting for quite some time, his hands buried in the pockets of his wool coat.I stopped a few feet away from him.“I told you I didn’t want any more personal messages.”“I know.” His gaze dropped briefly. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have sent you that photograph.”“You shouldn’t have sent it.”“I know.”I almost laughed at the repetition. There had been a time when I would have searched his face for an explanation, desperate to understand why he had done something that hurt me.Now, I simply wanted h

  • The Wife He Loves to Hate   Chapter 106: A Future That Belongs to Us

    Liam was waiting for me when I stepped into the penthouse that evening. He stood near the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, his tailored suit jacket draped casually over one arm as he reviewed something on his phone. The exact second he heard my heels click against the marble foyer, he slipped the device into his pocket and turned to face me. “How was your afternoon at the office, Abby?” he asked, his deep voice instantly grounding my senses. “Productive,” I replied, stepping out of my heels. “Julian brought the revised structural plans, offered a sincere apology for his sister's outburst, and shared a few more historical details regarding Finn.” Liam’s sharp jaw subtly tightened at the mention of the name. “More details?” I walked into the living room, smoothing down my skirt. “Apparently, Finn spent years actively searching for news about my whereabouts after I vanished. Stella lived through every single day of that search.” Liam remained motionless, analyzing my fa

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    My mind kept circling back to Stella Bennett. For a decade, she had lived under the shadow of a phantom. She had tried to build a relationship with Finn while constantly competing against a lingering memory she could never erase. I could understand the quiet, insidious torture of that existence. I could feel the tragedy of her situation. But understanding her pain did not mean I was obligated to accept her blame. I hadn't forced Finn to measure her against me. I hadn't asked him to search for news about my whereabouts while holding her in his arms, nor had I encouraged him to send me private photographs from a dead childhood romance. Those were his choices. Cold, selfish, and cowardly choices. Stella had made her own choices, too. She had chosen to step into a relationship built on broken trust, hoping she could change a man who was incapable of giving her his full heart. A soft, polite knock at the door broke my spiraling thoughts. “Come in,” I called out, clearing my throat.

  • The Wife He Loves to Hate   Chapter 104: STELLA’S RESENTMENT

    The quiet after the Bennett Foundation gala didn't last long. While Liam and I were finding our footing again in the penthouse, the ripples of Finn Wilson’s sudden re-emergence were crashing through the lives of those around him. “Are you seriously going to keep doing this, Finn?” Stella Bennett’s voice was laced with sharp, exhausted irritation as she stared out the passenger window of Finn’s car. Finn kept his hands gripped tight on the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the rain-slicked London streets. “Doing what?” Stella let out a bitter, disbelieving laugh. “Don’t insult my intelligence. Stop pretending you don’t know what I’m talking about!” Finn’s knuckles turned white. They had been driving for nearly fifteen minutes since leaving the hotel, enveloped in a suffocating silence. He had hoped she would let the evening end without another confrontation. He had hoped for too much. “You spent the entire gala watching Abigail,” Stella continued, turning toward him. “Then you fo

  • The Wife He Loves to Hate   Chapter 103: No One Else

    I tapped the screen and began typing a crisp, clear response: Finn, I have read your message. Whatever existed between us belongs entirely to the past. I am married to Liam, and I expect you to respect my marriage and my boundaries without exception. Do not send me private messages or photographs from our former relationship again. If you have something genuinely relevant to discuss regarding the foundation or your family, you may communicate it formally and respectfully. I will decide whether a response is warranted. I reviewed the text twice, then hit send. I immediately flipped the phone facedown on the marble counter. “Done.” Liam looked at me, his dark eyebrows lifting. “That's it?” “That's it.” “You didn't block him?” “No need.” I stepped around the kitchen island, closing the distance between us before he could misinterpret my action. “I do not need to block a number to prove that I am choosing you, Lee,” I said, looking up into his dark eyes. “I need to estab

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