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The Wife You Shouldn't Have Lost 075
The decision had finally been made, and Harthwore believed it was the right one. His wife had never led him into making the wrong choice. With the way things were unfolding, it was better to inform him of what they had discovered than to keep him in the dark. The video call had already connected—they were simply waiting for him to take his seat so they could begin. Harthwore sat beside his wife, her head resting on his shoulder. Neither of them knew how things would turn out, but they were willing to go through with it. The background noise faded, and moments later, Salvatore appeared, taking his seat. A satisfied smile rested on his face as he looked at them through the screen. “How have you both been?” he asked. “It’s been quite hectic over here,” he added with a light laugh, adjusting in his chair. “It hasn’t been the same without you,” Harthwore replied. “How’s work over there?” Salvatore paused, gesturing slightly toward the screen as if gathering his thoughts. “Oh—right,”
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“You’re acting childish! There’s no sin she could commit that justifies leaving her there to suffer,” Ryan said, bitterness evident in his voice. “She may be difficult, but that doesn’t mean you throw her away.”Adrian didn’t respond. His attention remained fixed on the entrance, waiting for Ethan—the only person they were expecting. Ryan’s constant nagging was beginning to grate on his nerves, and he had no patience left for it.“What else was I supposed to do?” Adrian finally replied. “You don’t know how badly she behaves. Even if she has no record, maybe staying there will teach her something.”“And just like that, you’re going to ignore her?”The way Ryan spoke made it clear he hadn’t truly experienced her behavior. If he had, he wouldn’t be standing here defending her.“Mother even went there, but they turned her away because you’d already given your word.”Adrian picked up his glass of wine and took a slow sip, not bothering to respond this time. Perhaps he should invite Ryan ov
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Parked outside the gate, Layla sat in the car, still unable to move. Every time she tried to speak, the words wouldn’t come, and it was starting to irritate her.They hadn’t just come empty-handed—they had brought a basket of fruit. For what exactly?To offer as an apology for everything that had happened between them?She scoffed in disbelief. Her mother had deliberately kept this visit from her, knowing she would have refused. But what could she do now?Ask the chauffeur to drive her back home. Step out and hail a cab? None of those options felt right in that moment.She swallowed her frustration, forcing the words back down. This wasn’t the time to argue—especially not with her dinner plans waiting ahead.She turned to her mother, her expression softening into something almost pleading.“Thirty minutes,” she said firmly. “My dinner is important.”Without waiting for a response, she reached for the door and stepped out. Forcing a smile, Layla helped her mother carry the basket of fr
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Layla handed the sealed documents to the dispatch rider, reminding him who the package was for. He nodded, showing he understood every instruction, before taking his leave. She couldn’t deliver it herself, so she had arranged for it to be sent. Just as she had promised, it wouldn’t go past today. She was certain he would still be at the office, even though it was already evening. Layla turned on her heels and walked back into the gallery. It had been a fulfilling day—the number of visitors and the joy of showing them her work left her upbeat. She entered the room where her employees were waiting and stepped inside. They all nodded respectfully as she took her seat. “Let’s get down to work,” she began. “There’s a piece I want each of you to attempt. This one will show me if you’re ready to take your art to another level.” One of them raised her hand, cutting in gently. “I’m sorry, ma’am, I have a question.” “Go ahead.” “The last piece we submitted—does that mean it passed? You h
The Wife You Shouldn't Have Lost 071
It had been a busy morning at the gallery. No one had been able to sit down and rest—not even for a moment. If they weren’t doing one thing, they were assigned another. Some assisted customers to the restroom, while others handled inquiries or sales. It was a chaotic morning, with the steady stream of visitors pouring in. It was everything Layla had dreamed of. This was the life she had always wanted—to build something of her own and watch people admire it. Now, she stood surrounded by others who appreciated her effort, and it filled her with quiet satisfaction. The staff were exhausted, but she remained energetic. Still, her main concern was the document she intended to deliver to her ex-husband. In the past, hearing people refer to him as her “ex” had felt strange. But after receiving the divorce papers—thanks to Adrian—she no longer felt anything at all. It was noon, and there was no sign that the crowd would slow down. As people came in, some made purchases and left with their p
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The smell of fresh raindrops filled her nose. She paused, inhaling every bit of it, a soft smile resting on her face. It had rained heavily the night before, and Layla hadn’t been able to sleep. She had been lost in her thoughts, hoping to come to a decision.By dawn, she was already in the gym, working out alone. After briefly gazing outside, the scent of rain lingering in the air, she took a deep breath, adjusted her footing, and turned toward the exit.When she got to her room, she quickly showered and changed into a burgundy two-piece outfit.She checked her watch—it was 5 a.m.As she ascended the stairs, she ran into her brother, dressed in his gym outfit, yawning as he descended.He paused midway, his mouth still open from the yawn, staring at her—already dressed for the office—while he was just about to head to the gym.She chuckled softly and continued downstairs, but he quickly caught up with her.“Good morning, brother.”“Wait, pookie.” He grabbed her hand, making her stop.
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