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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-NINE_ MARGOT’S POV
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2026-05-09 23:57:49
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The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE_ EVA’S POV
I stared at him, trying to understand how things had reached this point. Hart had always been difficult, but he’d never spoken to me this way. Even when we disagreed, I could usually find a way to get through to him. I knew how to soften him. I knew how to say exactly what he wanted to hear, and I knew how to make him remember why he’d fallen for me in the first place. “Hart,” I began again, allowing my voice to soften. “Look at me.” He didn’t move. I softened my voice even more. “Please.” Finally, he lifted his eyes. I swallowed. “We’ve been through so much together, you know that. Whatever happened between us, whatever mistakes I’ve made… it doesn’t have to end this way.” His intense gaze rested on me. Silent, but rigid. “I know you’re angry. I know you’re hurt. But you can’t seriously expect me to believe that everything we shared meant nothing to you.” When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse. “I never said it meant nothing.” “Then stop doing this.” “
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED AND FORTY-FOUR_ EVA’S POV
The police station smelled of disinfectant and stale coffee. I couldn’t help but wrinkle my nose as I stepped inside, adjusting the strap of my designer handbag on my shoulder. I hated being here. I didn’t just hate the people, but I hated the atmosphere too. And the fact that I had to walk into a place like this just to speak to someone who had once been willing to do whatever I asked. “Good afternoon. How may I help you?” the officer behind the reception desk asked. “I need to see Hart Sullivan.” I stated. He glanced at his computer once. “Are you a relative?” “No.” “Then I’m afraid you’ll have to wait while I confirm whether he’s available to receive visitors.” I let out an impatient breath. “Just tell him Eva Sterling is here to see him. He knows me.” The officer looked up briefly, curiosity flickering through his eyes, before he returned his attention to the screen. “Please have a seat, ma’am.” I stared at him. “Do you know who I am?” “Yes, ma’am. But I
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED AND FORTY-TWO_ EVA’S POV
I was beginning to hate the sound of my own phone. Every time it rang, I expected another piece of bad news. Another person calling to tell me that something new had gone wrong. Another reminder that my life was slowly slipping out of my hands. I tossed a magazine onto the coffee table and reached for my glass of water. The court case was becoming a nightmare. My lawyers were growing increasingly pessimistic—and useless besides. Hart had turned against me, and now the police were investigating things I had spent years keeping hidden. I couldn’t afford another disaster. I needed to think. I needed to figure out how to get myself out of this mess before things became any worse. I glanced at the phone screen, irritated by the interruption. It was Amara. I almost ignored the call. Hope’s sister had a habit of contacting me whenever she needed something, and I wasn’t in the mood to entertain her. Then I remembered I had given Hope an important task. I decided to answer.
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED AND FORTY-TWO_ LUCIAN’S POV
The door opened several minutes later. An officer entered first, followed by Hart Sullivan. He looked at me immediately. For a moment, neither of us moved. Then his mouth curved into a faint, humourless smile. “Well, I’ll be damned.” I remained seated. “Hart.” He glanced at the officer, who gestured towards the chair opposite me. “Sit down, Mr. Sullivan.” Hart lowered himself into the chair, never taking his eyes off me. The officer looked between us. “I’ll give you some time. If you need anything, call for me.” He left, closing the door behind him. Silence settled over the room. Hart leaned back, studying me with open suspicion. “I can’t say I was expecting a visit from you.” “Clearly.” “Let me guess. You came to make sure I’m cooperating?” “No.” “Then perhaps you want to remind me how much you hate me.” “I don’t need to remind you of that. I’m sure you remember.” He chuckled. “Touché.” I regarded him for a moment. He looked considerably better than he had the
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED AND FORTY-ONE_ LUCIAN’S POV
I had read the same paragraph three times without absorbing a single word. My eyes moved quickly across the report on my desk, but my mind remained elsewhere, replaying the events of the previous evening. Hope’s confession. The police arriving at the mansion… Claire standing in the doorway of my study, looking as though the ground had disappeared beneath her feet. I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Hope had admitted. For five years, Claire and I had desperately wanted a child. We’d been completely unaware that someone in our own home had been deliberately working against us. The thought made my stomach turn. And then there was Eva’s latest scheme. She hadn’t been content with sabotaging my marriage or trying to destroy Claire’s reputation or even mine. Even after everything had come to light, she’d still been determined to hurt the woman I loved. This time, she’d targeted our unborn child too. My jaw clenched. If H
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED AND FORTY_ CLAIRE’S POV
“What did she send you?” Lucian demanded. Hope’s gaze moved between him and me, green eyes widening with fear. “A vial,” she whispered. Lucian’s expression hardened. “What was in it?” Hope hesitated. “Eva told me it was something that would make Mrs. Dhark lose the baby.” For a moment, I couldn’t understand the words. I knew I heard them, but my mind refused to accept them. Then my hand moved instinctively to my stomach. My baby. The child Lucian and I had barely begun to imagine a future with. The child we’d been given a chance to love after everything we’d that had happened. Eva wanted to take that away from me, too. A small, broken sound escaped my throat. Camilla tightened her hold on my hands. “Oh, Claire.” I couldn’t stop staring at Hope. She was still talking, but her words seemed to come from somewhere far away. “She sent it to me today,” Hope explained through her tears. “She told me to put it in Mrs. Dhark’s food. She said she wants to make sure
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