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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FOUR_ LUCIAN’S POV
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2026-05-12 19:57:22
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The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-SEVEN_ CLAIRE’S POV
The flashes started before I was even fully out of the car. “Claire! Claire, over here!” “Miss Moreau!” “How does it feel after the Virex verdict?” I forced a composed smile onto my face as Daniel Reyes stepped out beside me, Laurel following behind us shortly after. The entrance to the Langford Foundation Gala glowed beneath multiple large chandeliers and gold lighting, cameras flashing endlessly across the marble steps. It was as elegant as it was expensive. Exhausting too. “Laurel, can you at least smile before they think Sinclair & Co doesn’t believe in joy,” Daniel muttered under his breath. Laurel rolled her eyes. “I’m a corporate attorney, Daniel. Joy is against my professional obligations.” I nearly laughed despite myself. The reporters swarmed closer immediately, sensing our ease. “Miss Moreau, are you considering taking on more corporate accountability cases after your recent victory against Virex?” “Yes,” I answered smoothly. “Sinclair & Co has
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-SIX_ EVA’S POV
My penthouse felt less like a home and more like a luxury showroom. White marble floors, fresh orchids arranged perfectly on glass tables, perfect floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city. Soft instrumental music drifted through the speakers while three stylists moved around me carefully like I was royalty. And in every way that mattered, I was. “Not that shade,” I said sharply without looking up from my phone. “Do I look forty to you?” The makeup artist went pale. “No, Miss Sterling. Of course not.” The woman’s ignorance was wearing my patience thin. I held out my right hand. “Then stop contouring me like someone’s divorced mother.” The room fell quieter after that. A stylist hurried forward with another dress while I sat close to the vanity in a silk robe, my long legs crossed elegantly as I picked through a bowl of chilled fruit. I ate absentmindedly while scanning through event updates for the Langford Foundation Gala. Major networks would be present
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FIVE_ CLAIRE’S POV
Margot’s eyes were closed again by the time the doctor rushed into the room. Two nurses followed behind him quickly while I stood near the bed, my pulse still racing more than it ever had. “She opened her eyes,” I said immediately. “I saw her— she looked at me.” The doctor moved calmly toward the monitors while one of the nurses checked Margot’s vitals. “Margot?” I called softly again, moving closer. “Margot, can you hear me?” Nothing. No movement— not even a little. The disappointment hit me harder than expected. For one brief second, I had thought she was finally awake. The doctor checked her pupils carefully before glancing toward me reassuringly. “This can happen,” he explained gently. “Patients in comas sometimes regain partial responsiveness before fully waking.” “So that’s… normal?” I asked, hope still creeping up to me. “It’s encouraging,” he corrected. My chest tightened again. “The swelling in her brain has reduced significantly over the last few
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FOUR_ CLAIRE’S POV
The first thing I noticed when I walked into Sinclair & Co that morning, was the noise. Not literal noise. But energy. Movement. Phones rang constantly, assistants hurried through corridors, conference rooms were heavily occupied. And most importantly, new clients waited in reception. Victory changed everything. Especially a victory against KVEK. “Claire!” Daniel Reyes appeared beside me carrying two folders and coffee at the same time. “You’re late.” He said. I glanced at him dryly. “It’s eight-fifteen.” “Exactly,” he said. “You’re usually here at seven-thirty pretending you don’t need sleep.” I took the coffee from him with a grateful smile. “Thank you.” “You’re welcome. Also—” he lowered his voice dramatically, “three more major corporations reached out this morning.” I blinked. “Three?” Daniel grinned. “Apparently defeating Victoria Merlyn in open court has become very attractive to people.” I groaned softly while he laughed. By ten in the morning
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-THREE_ LUCIAN’S POV
The mansion was quiet when I got home. That wasn’t surprising— for the last couple of months, the mansion had felt unbearably empty. Once, I had thought this place felt powerful. Now it only felt hollow. My gaze drifted instinctively toward the sitting room. Then toward the kitchen. Claire used to leave tea steeping too long because she always got distracted reading books while cooking. Then I remembered how she used to wait for me there sometimes when I came home late. I shut my eyes briefly. God. I missed her everywhere. I poured myself whiskey in the study and barely touched it before sinking into the leather chair behind the desk. Then I picked up my phone and the first thing I saw was news about the end of the Langford vs Virex case. There were multiple pictures of the both legal teams leaving the courthouse earlier today. Claire in particular looked beautiful. Confident. The press had surrounded her like she belonged at the center of the world.
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-TWO_ NATHANIEL’S POV
The atmosphere at KVEK was subdued after the verdict. The firm was too quiet. Too stiff. Associates who normally moved through the halls confidently now spoke in lowered voices. Phones rang less and noticeably, conversations died much faster. Losing a case that publicly—especially to Sinclair & Co—had hit the firm’s pride hard. And Victoria Merlyn’s mood certainly wasn’t helping. I stood inside my office, reviewing the documents spread across my desk again. Claire’s original infertility diagnosis. Eva Sterling’s original report. Claire’s latest medical results. Three documents. One life destroyed by a lie. My jaw tightened as I thought about it. This Dr. Ramon was finished— completely finished. I had no intention of negotiating with him privately anymore. No quiet settlement, no warning, no courtesy. He didn’t deserve any of that kindness. What he had done went beyond malpractice. It was cruelty— pure, calculated cruelty. Claire had mourned chil
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