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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-TWO_ NATHANIEL’S POV
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The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FOUR_ CLAIRE’S POV
I woke sometime during the night. I wasn’t sure what had pulled me out of sleep at first. The room was dark, except for the faint light coming from the city outside the windows. For a few seconds, I simply stared at the ceiling. Then I became aware of the warmth beside me. Lucian. He was asleep on his back, one arm resting across the space between us. His breathing was slow and steady. Peaceful. I turned my head toward him. There was something almost surreal about seeing him like this. Alive. Safe. After everything that had happened, I still occasionally woke up expecting to find him in a hospital bed, surrounded by machines. Instead, he was lying beside me. And somehow, we had found our way back to this. I smiled faintly. I reached over and gently brushed a strand of hair away from his forehead. He didn’t stir. “You’re impossible,” I whispered. He obviously didn’t hear me. I smiled again and closed my eyes. Then my phone vibrated. I fro
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FOUR_ LICIAN’S POV
Lunch was surprisingly peaceful. At first, we talked about everything except the trial. From the hospital, to my upcoming discharge, life at the Dhark mansion. Even work. And the things we’d do once this nightmare was finally over. Then Claire asked me: “What are you going to do when you get home?” “Work.” I immediately replied. Because there was much of it to be done. She groaned. “Of course.” “I have a company to run.” I stated. “You almost died.” Claire countered. “And?” “And maybe you could take a break.” I smiled. “I’ll consider it.” “You’re lying again.” I shrugged. “Probably.” Claire shook her head in defeat. I watched her for a moment. There was something different about us now— The way we spoke, the way she looked at me, the way she would reach across the table without thinking and touch my hand. It almost felt natural. Like something that had always belonged there. I turned my hand over and intertwined our fingers. She looked down at o
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-TWO_ LUCIAN’S POV
By the time Claire arrived at the hospital, I had already woken up. I had spent most of the morning staring at the ceiling, wondering how long it would take before I was allowed to leave this place. For most of my life, I had hated hospitals. The antiseptic smell of it and settle colors always triggered anxiety I didn’t know I had. Hospitals carried the memories of the worst days of my life— the last days of my mother’s. And now, every time I looked around the room, I remembered why I was here. Hart. The bullet. The knife. Claire beside my bed when I couldn’t even open my eyes. I didn’t want to remember any of it. I wanted to go home. I wanted my life back. And more than anything, I wanted Claire back in it. Then the door opened and Claire walked in carrying her handbag. The moment I saw her, a smile lit up my face. “There you are.” She smiled back. “Hi.” She walked toward me and stopped beside the bed, studying me with steady brown eyes. I raised a
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-ONE_ CLAIRE’S POV
KVEK was only a few minutes away from Sinclair & Co., so I decided to walk. The fresh air helped— a little. At least it gave me something else to focus on besides Hart Sullivan and the two-week gap in our trial. When I stepped into the KVEK building, the receptionist recognized me immediately. “Ms. Moreau.” I smiled. “Hello. Is Nathaniel around?” “He is.” She glanced at her computer. “But the partners are currently in a meeting.” “Oh.” I looked toward the hallway. “How long will they be?” “I’m not sure.” She frowned. “They only started about an hour ago.” I nodded. “I can wait.” She smiled politely. “Of course.” I took a seat in the waiting area. Waiting didn’t bother me today. I had nowhere else I needed to be. Well, technically, I was supposed to be resting. But Margot had never specified what kind of rest she expected from me. I pulled out my phone. Still, there was nothing. No message from Hart, no update on the case. I locked the screen again
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY_ CLAIRE’S POV
I woke before my alarm even went off. For several seconds, I simply stared at the ceiling, still half asleep. Then everything came rushing back. Hart Sullivan. The phone. The two-week delay. I reached for my phone on the nightstand before I had even properly opened my eyes. Nothing. No notifications, no messages, no missed calls. I checked again, even though I knew there was nothing there. Still nothing from Hart. I sighed and dropped the phone back onto the mattress. The court had given the defense two weeks before proceedings continued. Two weeks was enough time for Eva to do almost anything. The only reason this case was in court is because Eva had already spent years manipulating people, destroying reputations and turning other people’s weaknesses into weapons. What could she do with fourteen days? Probably anything and everything. I didn’t know. And that was the problem— I hated not knowing. I got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. By the
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY-NINE_ CLAIRE’S POV
I stayed with Lucian for another hour. We talked about the most insignificant things— The food he’d complained about, the doctor who said he believed Lucian was incapable of following instructions, and the ridiculous number of messages Tessa had sent him, subtly reminding him not to work. Just months ago, I could have sworn I loathed Lucian. Yet now, somehow, his company had become what I looked forward to the most. His laughter always forced a smile out of me. His touch made my heart flutter, and presence brought me genuine comfort. Lucian Dhark now felt like home. But eventually, I had to leave. I stood beside his bed, adjusting the blanket that didn’t actually need adjusting. I was just stalling. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” He looked up at me. “You’ll come earlier?” I shrugged, feigning nonchalance. “Maybe.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only one you’re getting.” He smiled. I leaned down and kissed his forehead. “Get some rest.” He nodded.
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