Se connecterClaire’s world shatters overnight when her husband’s ex _ the glamorous actress, Eva Sterling _ returns. Her husband’s affair explodes in the public and a scandal exposes her supposed infertility to the world. Humiliated, betrayed, and abandoned by her husband, Lucian, Claire discovers the truth: Eva forged the reports and faked a pregnancy to destroy her marriage. But when Claire returns, not as the quiet housewife, but as a brilliant attorney in the courtroom, Lucian is the one begging. Fate has other plans and their love story is far from over.
Voir plusThe gala dragged on for longer than any other event I had attended. I waited till it was officially over, all because Lucian’s assistant had sent me a message: “Mr. Dhark will pick you up when the event is over.” These days, my husband preferred to communicate with me through his assistant. Never directly. All I could do was obey and wait. Guests started leaving, laughing, hugging, exchanging business cards. The violins stopped playing and the lights dimmed, yet I still waited. I looked at my phone screen every few minutes. 11:00pm. 11:27pm. 11:49:pm. The Lucian I married was ruthlessly punctual. But tonight, for some reason, he was late. The women’s gossip rang in my head. “Eva left early. She said she had to meet someone very important.” My stomach churned. I moved towards the exit, searching for fresh air, when a familiar face caught my eye _ one I had seen several times in newspapers. It was Margot Sinclair; top defense attorney. A respect
I wanted to stay home.My whole body felt heavy and hollow. The doctor’s words would not stop ringing in my head. It felt like my eyes were burning with tiredness. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Lucian turning away from me after hearing the doctor’s words… Earlier that day, Lucian’s assistant had sent me a reminder:“Your presence is required at the Dhark Foundation Gala.”In other words, I had to go to the event, with or without Lucian. My whole life, I’ve been taught that the good wife shows up. So I dressed up, put on faint makeup, and I showed up. But I regretted coming to the Gala as soon as I stepped in. The photographers barely glanced in my direction as I stepped out of the car. Their cameras swung past me, settling instead on a woman in a red dress. They screamed her name and the camera lights flickered endlessly. It was just Claire Moreau after all. If Lucian had accompanied me, it would have been a completely different story. Inside the ballroom, golden chandelie
“Mr. Dhark, we need to discuss the company’s long-term succession plan.” One of the board members began. I immediately frowned, not bothering to look up from the document lying on the table in front of me. I didn’t need to, because I knew exactly where this conversation was going. Another board member cleared his throat. “Public image matters, Mr. Dhark. You’re thirty-six and investors value stability. An heir would reassure them.” Lifting my gaze slowly, I tried to remain calm and composed. “My marriage and my family will not be discussed by this board.” The board members exchanged knowing glances. “With due respect, Mr. Dhark,” another board member added carefully. “It’s been five years since your marriage to Claire Moreau… yet she has not conceived. I believe it is time to evaluate the reason.” The word ‘evaluate’ hit me like a slap. As if Claire was a failing business asset that needed evaluation or replacement. “If the issue is from your wife,” He continued.
I never thought this day would come. I’ve imagined a lot of things that could go wrong in my marriage, but I never even imagined that it would come to this. And I never thought I would see it with my own eyes. But there it was— a picture of my husband holding another woman close, smiling in ways he never smiled at me. To make it worse, it was not just any woman. It was Eva Sterling. “Multibillionaire, Lucian Dhark, reunites with superstar, Eva Sterling.” When I first read the headline, I was so shocked I could barely stand on my feet . For a moment, it felt like the world was spinning. The name ‘Eva Sterling’ haunted me. Eva was the woman who lived on magazine covers and television screens, the golden girl admired by the whole world. I grew up watching Eva on TV, in my tiny dorm room, wondering how someone could look so flawless. How someone could be so wanted. She always seemed so perfect, so untouchable and glamorous, almost as if she wasn’t part of the same wor


















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