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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-SIX_LUCIAN’S POV
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2026-05-15 15:21:53
Claire Ree Hey guys. I’ve actually been quite ill for a few days so I couldn’t write as much as I would’ve like too. Plus I ran out of pre-written chapters to post🤧 Anyways I’m recovering and I’m back to writing. Thanks for your patience😊
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The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-SEVEN_ LUCIAN’S POV
He moved the second he saw me— and fast. Too fast for a normal hospital worker. The machines beside Margot Sinclair’s bed shrieked sharply as I lunged across the room and grabbed him by the shoulder, slamming him backward into the wall before he could disconnect another line. “What the hell are you doing?” I yelled, but he didn’t answer right away. Instead, his elbow drove hard into my ribs with brutal precision. I felt pain explode through my side instantly. Professional. That was my first thought. Not random, not desperate. This was a trained man. He twisted sharply from my grip and swung again, aiming directly for my throat. I blocked it barely in time and drove my fist into his jaw hard enough to make him stagger sideways, and straight into one of the monitors. The machine crashed loudly and I saw Margot’s heart monitor spike violently. Then the man recovered almost immediately— too quickly. Then his stance shifted lower— efficiently. Every movement
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-SIX_LUCIAN’S POV
The hospital was quieter at night. It wasn’t completely quiet— hospitals never were. I could hear distant footsteps, muffled conversations, and the low hum of machines somewhere beyond the corridors. But honestly, compared to the chaos outside Dhark Holdings, this almost felt unreal. Tessa had arranged additional security before I arrived despite my insistence that it wasn’t necessary. Apparently, being publicly accused of abusing the country’s sweetheart made people more likely to lynch you. Two guards remained downstairs while I made my way through the private floor where I was told Margot Sinclair had been admitted. The elevator doors opened slowly. And there she was. Claire. She stood near the seating area outside the ICU wing, speaking quietly with a man I immediately recognized as Professor Mason Grant, while a little girl leaned against his shoulder. A teenage boy sat by his right, trying too hard to look composed for someone his age. Claire herself look
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FIVE_ EVA’S POV
The flowers arrived faster than even the outrage faded. White roses, red roses, orchids. Luxury arrangements large enough to crowd my whole sitting room. By evening, there were more gifts than table space. Designer handbags, jewelry, even handwritten letters from celebrities. And most importantly, brand packages tied with silk ribbons. The television across the room continued cycling through my face every few minutes. “We stand with Eva Sterling #cancelDharkholdings” “Public Support Surges.” “Fans Rally Behind Actress Following Abuse Allegations.” I watched quietly from the couch while my assistant sorted through contracts on the marble dining table nearby. “Belle AO officially wants you as the face of their new campaign,” she said informed me. “They’re increasing the offer if you agree to the interview circuit.” I smiled faintly then. “Of course they are.” Sympathy sold beautifully… when packaged correctly, that is. Another notification flashed across the
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FOUR_ LUCIAN’S POV
I hadn’t gotten any proper sleep. By the time morning settled over the city, I was still sitting in the downstairs lounge in yesterday’s clothes, my tie loosened slightly, my injured, bandaged hand resting against the arm of the chair while untouched coffee cooled beside me. The mansion was quiet. Too quiet. It had always been quiet, even with the staff. But now, it just felt abandoned. My gaze moved slowly across the room. Claire’s books were still arranged on one of the shelves exactly the way she used to leave them. A tea set she once insisted looked “less depressing” than the black porcelain I preferred still sat untouched near the kitchen entrance. Even the flowers near the windows reminded me of her. White carnations. I hated carnations. But Claire had loved them. And somehow, despite everything, no one had replaced them. I leaned back slowly, exhaustion pulling heavily at the edges of my body. The worst part was that I could still remember her here
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-THREE_ CLAIRE’S POV
The hospital looked different in daylight. Not calmer, but quieter in a way that somehow made everything feel much more grim. The sharp panic from the previous night had dulled into exhaustion now, mixed with abandoned coffee cups and low conversations spoken in tired voices. Associates from Sinclair & Co. were beginning to leave one by one, reluctantly returning to work and courtrooms and lives that could not be stopped simply because Margot Sinclair’s had. I sat in the waiting area with my untouched coffee cooling between my hands, staring at the ICU doors again like I was in a trance, waiting for a miracle to happen. But nothing had changed. Margot was still unconscious. Still critical, still unmoving behind glass and machines and sterile white walls. Nathaniel sat beside me quietly. I would feel his shoulder brush against mine occasionally whenever someone walked past too closely. Thankfully, he hadn’t pressured me to speak all night or even tried to force comfo
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-TWO_ LUCIAN’S POV
By the time the last investor disconnected, I could barely feel my hands anymore. The screen in front of me dimmed slightly going off completely, returning to the reflection of my own face. Tired. And failing. Another call notification appeared almost immediately. From Tokyo. The fourth international partner that day. I answered without hesitation— because I had no choice. “We value our relationship with Dhark Holdings,” the man said carefully, but the practiced diplomacy almost felt insulting now. “But given the current climate, our board believes it would be… prudent to suspend negotiations until the situation stabilizes.” ‘Suspend’ was corporate language for retreat— I knew that better than anyone. “I understand,” I replied evenly. That was a lie. Nothing about this was understandable, but I knew I couldn’t convince them otherwise. “We hope this matter resolves itself quickly.” It won’t. Because scandals faded. But public hatred? That lasted. The
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER EIGHTEEN_ Claire’s POV
Eva and I stood there for several seconds, staring each other down with pure resentment. That’s when Lucian entered the room. As expected, he immediately took a stand beside Eva. “What’s going on here?” He inquired. “She involved a lawyer.” Eva said, pointing an accusatory finger at me.
آخر تحديث : 2026-03-20The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER SIXTEEN_ Claire’s POV
Less than an hour after the gala, I contacted an old classmate of mine, who had grown into a prominent lawyer. That was how I was able to get Margot’s phone number. I waited until the house went quiet before I sent the message. It was a simple, professional text. ‘Thank you for the opportun
آخر تحديث : 2026-03-19The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER THIRTEEN_ Claire’s POV
The house was too quiet. But not the peaceful kind of quiet, but the dreadful one. The kind of quiet that made one feel watched. I sat on my bed, staring at the unsigned divorce papers on my desk. I told myself I was waiting for stability. For a first paycheck that would let me leave wit
آخر تحديث : 2026-03-18The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER TWELVE_ Claire’s POV
I felt uneasy the minute I walked through the door. I couldn’t help but wonder why the estate administration had sent me a message; “Mrs. Dhark, please return to the mansion immediately. Your presence is required.” Deep down, I was quietly satisfied. The interview was over. And although I didn
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