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CHAPTER TWENTY_ Claire’s POV
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2026-02-14 21:04:19
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By the time I got home that evening, the mansion felt different. Maybe it was because I felt different. Walking through those doors without wondering whether I still belonged here, was something I had to get used to. I was carrying a secret that had already begun changing everything. Our baby. I didn’t have to look too far for Camilla. I found her in the kitchen, standing by the counter, arranging dinner ingredients. When she heard me walk in, she turned immediately. “There you are,” she said. Her eyes moved over me. “You’re home later than usual.” “I know.” I smiled. “I got caught up at work.” Camilla nodded, returning to what she was doing. “How was your day?” She asked. I leaned against the counter. “Long,” I groaned. “Did you eat?” I laughed softly. “You sound like Lucian.” “Someone has to make sure you two survive.” I smiled in appreciation, then looked at her. That’s when I remembered there was something I needed to tell her—something I had
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The boardroom was already full when I arrived. Directors, directors executives, senior shareholders. People who had been making decisions in my absence. People who had quickly begun discussing what Dhark Holdings would look like without me while I was incapacitated. The conversations stopped the moment I walked through the doors. Every head turned. I didn’t acknowledge them. Instead, I walked toward the head of the table and took my seat. A few seconds passed, and no one spoke. I looked around the room. It was almost amusing. These were the same men who had been so confident while I was lying unconscious in a hospital bed. Now they couldn’t even look me in the eye. I placed my hands on the table and spoke into the microphone. “I assume everyone here knows why we’re meeting.” Silence. “Good.” I leaned back. “I’ve been informed of what happened while I was away.” A few people shifted in their seats. I noticed—I always noticed. “I won’t waste this meet
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The city moved past the tinted windows of my car that morning, but I barely noticed it. My thoughts were still at home—with Claire and the tiny life growing inside her. Our child. I still couldn’t quite believe it. Every time I thought about it, something unfamiliar settled in my chest. Joy. Pure, overwhelming joy. Claire was going to be a mother. And I was going to be a father. I found myself smiling. A ridiculous smile, one I don’t think I had worn in years. I imagined a nursery. I further imagined Claire standing in the middle of it, complaining that I had bought too many things—I already knew I would. I imagined tiny clothes hanging in a closet. I wanted to build the crib myself. I imagined small hands, tiny feet… Maybe a daughter. The thought made my smile deepen. Then I remembered the ultrasound image Claire had shown me. The tiny shape in the picture. My child—our child. An ugly memory resurfaced—Eva. The fake pregnancy. The fake ultrasound
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND NINETY-SIX_ CLAIRE’S POV
To my surprise, Nathaniel showed up at my office later that afternoon. “What are you doing here?” I asked as I looked up from my computer, and a grin took over my face. He held up a small paper bag. “I come bearing gifts.” I stared at it. “What kind?” “Food.” I smiled. “You’re bringing me food?” “I assume you’re going to need it now.” I froze—then a smile formed very slowly. His eyebrows rose. “How did you know?” I asked. He stared at me. I laughed, instinctively placing one hand on my stomach. “I haven’t told you yet.” I watched Nathaniel’s green eyes go wide. “You’re pregnant?” I nodded. His face broke into the biggest smile. “Oh my God, Claire.” He walked toward me. “Claire!” He hugged me very tightly. I laughed. “Careful!” Nathaniel immediately loosened his arms. “Sorry.” Then he looked at me suspiciously. “Wait a minute.” I frowned. “What?” He pointed at my stomach. “How do we know it’s not mine?” I stared at him for a second. “Nathan
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By the time I arrived at Sinclair & Co., the building was already buzzing with activity. We were going back to court in two days. After the two week break from the case, everyone was working twice as hard to make sure we were ready for court. Files were being reviewed, witness statements were being organized and all the lawyers involved were going over every piece of evidence we had gathered against Eva. Hart Sullivan had become unexpectedly useful. Since agreeing to cooperate, he had been working closely with our legal team. His information had helped us fill in gaps we hadn’t known existed. Dates, names, messages and even places. Everything he knew about Eva’s schemes was slowly becoming another piece of the case. For the first time, I felt like we weren’t simply reacting to Eva anymore. We were building something concrete that could finally bring her down. I walked toward Margot’s office. Before I could knock, her voice came from inside. “Come in!” She must
The Wife He Threw Away CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND NINETY-FOUR_ CLAIRE’S POV
Lucian got out of bed. I watched him walk toward the window. For a few seconds, he said nothing. His back was rigid, his hands were planted against the window frame. “Lucian.” I called after a moment. He turned around. “They know.” The words sent a chill through me. “I know.” “They know about the baby.” I nodded. “That’s what scares me.” He walked back toward me. “Why didn’t you tell me yesterday?” “I didn’t want to ruin our night.” I stated. “You should have told me.”I rolled my eyes trying my best not to get annoyed. “I know.” He sat beside me. His anger softened when he saw my face. “I’m not angry at you.” “I know.” “I just…” He paused, then let out a frustrated breath. “I don’t like the idea of someone following you.” “Neither do I.” Obviously. “And taking photographs of you.” “I know.” He looked at my flat stomach, then back at me. “Especially now.” I reached for his hand. “I was as careful as possible.” “How?” “My car.”
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