The Wife He Never Wanted

Cassandra In this room, I can feel an overwhelming emptiness. Lying here, unable to move, but I can weakly see the woman beside me. This keeps stirring my already unstable emotions."It’s too dangerous for the donor to give 600cc at a time. Her condition could worsen and lead to death."Death?My heart started racing instantly, yet I couldn’t move my body at all.A desperate hope kept rising within me, that Sebastian would stop this.But then, I heard his cold response. "Then let her."My body jolted. Sebastian’s voice.“Are you insane? She’s your wife!” The doctor sounded horrified.Sebastian's tone didn't change. "So what? It's her duty to stay alive for Isabella. Give her glucose when she’s about to collapse."Ah… What was I expecting from him?I lay there, my head throbbing, my vision growing weaker. But I could still see beside me—a beautiful woman with a pale face, lying motionless. Next to her was Sebastian, holding her hand gently, his eyes filled with endless worry.He lo

Cassandra“Congratulations.” Dylan's voice was full of genuine happiness. “I’ll do it. You’ll divorce him.”The phone call ended, and I immediately went to my room to pack my things. I know I need to leave this house and avoid meeting him...But it’s a mistake because I should have never fallen in love with him.Two weeks passed.I met Dylan at a quiet café. “Everything’s ready, Sandra. And I’ll make sure you get the divorce assets you deserve,” Dylan said with confidence.A successful lawyer, it seemed, I was sure he could do it.“No need, Dylan. I won’t take anything from this divorce.”He looked at me, frowning. “Are you sure?”“Sure. Please, Dylan. Just make this process as quick as possible.”He slowly nodded, understanding me. I felt relieved.I watched him, then suddenly a wave of nausea hit me. I covered my mouth. I guess the divorce had a surprising effect on me.“Sandra, are you okay?” Dylan moved. He panicked and quickly helped me to the hospital.Luckily, it wasn’t too fa

CassandraAfter hearing that, I acted like a coward. My heart was pounding too fast, my body trembling, and my legs moved—stepping away as if putting distance would keep me safe.Then he left my room, I collapsed onto the bed. I didn't mean to fall asleep, but exhaustion took over.By the time the sun had set, I woke up, my body still feeling uncomfortable. I managed to pull myself together and feel a little better, and just then, a message came through on my phone.I opened it and read it, my eyes widening. A message from the woman who had been receiving my blood all this time.Hi, I’m Isabella. I’ve finally regained consciousness, and thank you for taking care of Sebastian when I couldn’t. But now, you’re no longer needed. Sebastian only needs me.Just reading that message made me feel utterly humiliated. I knew what my role had been all this time, but it didn’t stop the deep sadness from washing over me.It’s like I really am… yeah, being connected to them never fails to make me fee

SebastianAfter taking Isabella to the hospital, I sat silently in the car for quite a while. My face throbbed with a dull ache, reminding me of what had just happened. This time, I was in a very uncomfortable situation. Isabella’s weak voice kept echoing in my head.“She hit me, Sebastian… she is jealous of our past memories...”Her reddened cheek, her tear-streaked face, her trembling voice—it took all my attention and left a deep impression, because it felt so convincing.Isabella, who had just come out of the hospital, had to experience something like that.In this solitude, imagining the incident didn’t just make me keep thinking of Isabella—there was a feeling that weighed heavily on my chest and made me feel like I was drowning.The woman I didn’t love, Cassandra—I’d been married to her for three years, and not once had I treated her kindly.But… she had never once acted cruelly.Despite being ignored, she always repeated the same things—preparing food for me, smiling at me.To

Chapter 9SebastianI arrived at the hospital to meet her. There was a sense of unease within me. For some reason, I hated what I had done earlier—leaving Cassandra behind.At that moment, her eyes met mine. My veins tensed in that situation, and the air felt dry. I had made a great effort to come here, trying to ignore everything—just because of Isabella’s voice, filled with sobs.She needed me… or so I thought. But it seems that wasn’t true. My tightened veins made me clench my fists.Isabella was sitting down, greeting me with her sweet smile.“Sebastian!” she moved, sitting up straighter than before.Her beautiful face didn’t soften me in the slightest. My blood boiled at the situation.Isabella looked perfectly fine, her face fresh. That means she had lied to me—again.“You’re being unreasonable,” I snarled at her.I wasn’t in the mood to indulge her or go along with her games. I didn’t know why she had become so difficult, doing such unexpected things. She wasn’t like this befor