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The Wife Who Returned

The Wife Who Returned

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last updateLast Updated : 2026-02-01
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Drama

CEO

Heir/Heirness

Victim

Affair

Love after Marriage

Regret

Seraphine Arkwright trusted too deeply and paid for it with her life. betrayed by the one she loved and destroyed by a cold calculated conspiracy , her death was meant to erase her existence and silence her truth. Instead she awakens years in the past reborn with every lie, manipulation and heartbreak carved into her memory. This time seraphine refuses to be the devoted wife, loyal friend, fragile woman they once exploited. She becomes strategic, dangerous and determined to rewrite her destiny. She begins weaving an intricate web of revenge dismantling reputations, exposing secrets amd turning her enemies scheme against them. But her carefully crafted plans begin to unravel as she grows closer to Lucien vale her husband's estranged morally gray brother, a man as guarded as he is irresistibly magnetic. Their slow burning desire threatens to fracture her emotional armor. As vengeance tightens its grip and forbidden passion ignites, seraphine mist decide who she will become. The ruthless architect of retribution or a woman brave enough to claim love, healing and a future beyond her pain.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Final Betrayal

"Yara, just let Carl pretend to be my boyfriend, okay? Do me this favor. You're so beautiful, understanding, and kind—you wouldn't say no, right?"

My skin was clammy, cold sweat dripping down my back from the pain. I didn't even have the energy to lift my head, let alone respond to Mia Drake.

She must've been gloating. Carl always chose her over me. Every. Single. Time. In this twisted love triangle, I'd already lost.

"Yara, I'm just helping Mia this once. Her mom's on her case. Just stay put, finish your checkup. Call me when you get the results."

Carl acted like he couldn't see my pain, his tone carrying a hint of impatience.

"Okay." Sitting outside the exam room, I ducked my head, forcing out the word. My throat burned, but I swallowed the sob clawing its way up. I would not cry. Too bad my tears had other plans, slipping down, darkening my pant leg.

My blind eye throbbed.

As they turned to leave, Mia's voice carried back to me.

"Carl, you don't think Yara's faking it just to get your attention, do you? Why doesn't she trust me? We're best buddies! If I had to pick someone, it definitely wouldn't be you."

"Enough already. You want my help or not?"

Their laughter hit like a slap, sharp and merciless. My heart twisted, tight and aching.

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9 Chapters
Chapter 1: The Final Betrayal
The documents felt heavier than they should have.My hands trembled as I signed my name across the final page, each stroke of the pen a surrender. Seraphine Arkwright Vale. Even my signature looked weaker than it used to, the letters slanting and uneven. Two years of chemotherapy, radiation, and false hope had reduced me to this,a hollow-eyed ghost in a hospital gown, signing away the only thing I had left."Are you certain about this, Mrs. Vale?" Lawyer Whitmore's voice was gentle, but I heard the concern beneath it. The old man had known me since I was ten years old, had watched me grow up after my parents died. Now he was watching me die."I'm certain." The lie tasted bitter, but what choice did I have? Adrian was my husband. For better or worse. In sickness and in health. Till death do us part.Death was coming for me soon enough. One month, Dr. Chen had said. Maybe less.I pushed the papers across the hospital table, each one a piece of my grandfather's legacy now transferred to
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Chapter 2: Death on the Staircase
Pain.That's all there was at first. White-hot agony radiating from everywhere and nowhere, my body broken on marble that had cost more than most people earned in a year. I could taste blood, metallic and thick, filling my mouth with each shallow breath.I couldn't move. Couldn't scream. Could barely breathe.Above me, their voices floated down like they were discussing the weather."Oh my god, Sera!" Maribel's voice was perfectly pitched—concerned, horrified, innocent. "Adrian, she fell! She just... oh god, there's so much blood.""Check if she's breathing." Adrian. Flat. Emotionless.Footsteps on the marble. Maribel's designer heels clicking closer. I felt her kneel beside me, felt her fingers press against my throat searching for a pulse. Her touch was gentle. Tender, even."She's still alive," Maribel whispered. Then, softer, meant only for Adrian: "But not for long. Look at her head.""Good." Adrian's voice came from farther away. "We'll call it an accident. She was weak from the
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Chapter 3: Awakening in the Past
I woke to warmth.Not the consuming, ancient warmth of death's embrace. This was human warmth. Body heat. The heat of another person pressed against my back, an arm draped over my waist, breath tickling the nape of my neck.My eyes snapped open.Sunlight. Actual sunlight streaming through curtains I didn't recognize. A bedroom that wasn't the estate. Wasn't in the hospital. The walls were cream-colored, not white. The bedding was soft cotton, not sterile hospital sheets.And there was someone in bed with me.The arm around my waist tightened, pulling me closer. A sleepy, contented sigh against my hair.I looked down.A man's arm. Tan. Strong. A watch on the wrist that I knew—that I remembered—that I'd bought three years ago for our anniversary.No.No, no, no, no, no—I exploded out of the bed like I'd been electrocuted, my body moving before my mind could catch up. The sheets tangled around my legs and I hit the floor hard, my hip slamming into the nightstand. A lamp crashed down bes
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Chapter 4: Mapping the Timeline
I sat on the closed toilet lid, staring at my hands. They were steady now. The shaking had stopped somewhere between the tenth and eleventh cycle of breathing exercises I'd forced myself through.Think, Seraphine. Think.If this was real and every instinct I had screamed that it was then I needed to understand exactly where I was in the timeline. What had already happened. What hadn't. What I could still prevent.March 2019. I was twenty-three years old.The inheritance. When did that come? I closed my eyes, forcing my fractured memory to cooperate. Lawyer Whitmore had called me in... 2022. Late spring. May, maybe? The will had finally been validated after fifteen years of searching. I'd been twenty-six.Three years away. I didn't have the money yet. Didn't have the properties, the stocks, the estate where I'd died. All of that was still locked away, waiting to be found.Which meant—My eyes snapped open.I wasn't married yet.The realization hit me like cold water. I looked down at m
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Chapter 5: The Mask Begins
Adrian wasn't home when I finally dragged myself off the couch.Thank God.I'd spent the rest of the day after Maribel left sitting in silence, cataloging every memory, every moment, every detail of the life I'd lived or would live or had dreamed? The semantics didn't matter. What mattered was that I now knew the truth, and I had to act on it.But every time I thought about confronting Adrian, my hands would curl into fists and I'd imagine them wrapped around his throat. Or reaching for that razor in the bathroom. Or pushing him down a staircase and watching him break the way I had broken.I couldn't kill him. Not yet. Not without proof. Not without a plan.So I needed distance. Control. A mask to hide behind while I figured out what to do next.First thing: money. I needed to stop hemorrhaging money into Adrian's bottomless pit of debt. The inheritance was three years away, but before it came, there would be legal battles. My uncles, those vultures who'd cast me out after my grandfat
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Chapter 6: Surprise and Acknowledgment
The elevator doors closed. We stood in silence.Then he spoke, his voice low and raspy, like gravel rolling over silk. "You look different."I froze. I turned to look at him. He was watching me with an expression I couldn't read. Not judgment. Not attraction. Just... observation. Like I was a puzzle piece that had suddenly shifted and he was trying to figure out where I fit now."I—" I started, but the elevator dinged.The ground floor to the twentieth floor had never felt so fast.The doors opened and I bolted, practically running out of the elevator and into the hallway. Behind me, I could feel his eyes still watching, but I didn't look back.My heart was pounding. Not from fear. From something else. Something that felt like being seen for the first time in my entire life.---The office was already buzzing with activity. I made my way to my desk in the administrative pool, keeping my head down.Except people were staring.I felt their eyes following me. Heard the whispers start as
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Chapter 7:Maribel's First Move
The knock came at exactly eight-thirty in the morning.I knew it would. I'd been sitting on the couch for the past twenty minutes, coffee growing cold in my hands, waiting for it. Because this was how it had gone the first time. Adrian storming out after our fight, me spending the night alone, and then Maribel showing up the next morning with coffee and concern and poison disguised as friendship.Right on schedule."Sera? It's me!" Her voice sang through the door, bright and cheerful. "I brought breakfast!"I closed my eyes, took a breath, and reminded myself: I couldn't kill her. Not yet. Not without a plan. Not without making sure she suffered the way she'd made me suffer.I opened the door.Maribel stood there looking flawless, as always. Her blonde hair fell in perfect waves over a cream-colored cashmere sweater that probably cost more than my monthly rent. Designer jeans that hugged her curves. That signature red lipstick painted on with precision. In her hands, she carried a tra
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Chapter 8: A Little Crazy
The scent clung to her cashmere sweater, subtle but unmistakable. I bought him that cologne for his birthday last year. Had breathed it in a thousand times when he held me, kissed me, lied to me.And now it was on Maribel.My vision went red for a moment. Pure, blinding rage. She'd been with him. Last night, after our fight, after he'd stormed out angry because I wouldn't sleep with him, he'd gone to her. And she'd comforted him. Or fucked him. Or both.They were so open about it. So careless. Did they think I was stupid? Did they think I wouldn't notice?"Sera?" Maribel's voice cut through my fury. "You okay? You zoned out there for a second."I forced myself to breathe. To smile. To play the role of the oblivious friend who didn't notice that her best friend was wearing her fiancé's cologne like a trophy."Sorry," I said, my voice remarkably steady. "Just tired. You were saying something about the gala?""Right!" She brightened again. "So you'll come? It's black tie, very fancy. All
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Chapter 9: The Lawyer's Visit
The call came two days after Maribel's visit.I was making coffee, actually making it this time, not throwing expensive lattes in the trash when my phone rang. Unknown number. I almost didn't answer, but something made me pick up."Miss Arkwright?" The voice was warm, familiar, like coming home after a long journey. "It's Whitmore. Whitmore Blackmoor."My chest tightened. I gripped the counter to steady myself."Mr. Whitmore," I managed, my voice catching. In my first life, I'd taken him for granted. This kind old man who'd taken me in when my family threw me away, who'd fed me and clothed me and loved me like a daughter. I'd been so busy chasing Adrian's approval that I'd never properly thanked him. Never told him what he meant to me.And by the time I'd realized, he'd been dying. I'd sat by his hospital bed in my second year of cancer treatment, both of us wasting away, and I'd finally told him I loved him. He'd smiled and said he always knew."I hope I'm not calling too early," he
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