Beranda / Romance / The secret his ex-wife kept / Chapter 32: The Person I Never Suspected

Share

Chapter 32: The Person I Never Suspected

Penulis: Shan
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-11-03 16:04:14

I read the name three times before I accepted what I was seeing.

Tesa Roque.

My best friend.

The woman who had held me while I cried after discovering Dorico's betrayal. The woman who had helped me pack my belongings when I left our home. The woman who had sat beside me through sleepless nights, reminding me that I could build a life beyond the man who had broken my heart.

Tesa.

Beside her name, my husband's
Lanjutkan membaca buku ini secara gratis
Pindai kode untuk mengunduh Aplikasi
Bab Terkunci

Bab terbaru

  • The secret his ex-wife kept   Chapter 39: The Signature That Sealed My Fate

    Joaquin Deliman's signature stared back at me from the delivery ledger. I had seen it on settlement offers, restricted custody instructions, and documents connected to my mother's estate. I knew the sharp downward stroke of the J and the firm line beneath his surname. But this signature was different. It appeared beside an entry confirming that a sealed envelope under reference 317-B had been received into private custody on the morning after Elena's request to retrieve my mother's letter was refused. Joaquin had taken possession of the envelope. Or someone had recorded that he had. I forwarded the scanned ledger to Daisy, then called her before the unknown sender could deliver another fragment of the truth. "Have you seen the latest attachment?" I asked. "I'm opening it now." I waited, listening to the faint tapping of her keyboard. "This could be important," she said at last. "But we need the original ledger or a certified copy. A scanned page can establish a lea

  • The secret his ex-wife kept   Chapter 38: The Woman Who Never Came Home

    I called Elena Ward three times before she answered. Each unanswered call made the photograph on my screen feel heavier. The woman in the picture stood outside the old Silvercrest records office, holding a cream-colored envelope against her chest. Her face was turned away from the camera, but the crescent-moon pendant around her neck looked remarkably similar to the one Elena had shown me. On the back, someone had written that she had tried to return my mother's letter to me. Then she had disappeared from the story. I didn't know whether the photograph was genuine or whether the message was another attempt to manipulate me. But the possibility that Elena had witnessed something she never disclosed was too important to ignore. When she finally answered, her voice sounded strained. "Mara?" "I need to ask you something." "What's happened?"

  • The secret his ex-wife kept   Chapter 37: The Person Waiting on the Other Side

    Evelyn didn't choose the final recipient, Mara. She only opened the door. I read the message until the words blurred. Ask who was waiting on the other side. The sender had given me another warning without offering a single piece of evidence to support it. Yet the message had arrived minutes after Daisy told me the archive linked Evelyn Hart's authorization code to the transfer of my mother's correspondence. Someone knew what we had found. Someone also knew that the signature page was missing. I forwarded the message to Daisy and placed my phone facedown on the table. I would not spend another night chasing shadows. Tomorrow, I would speak to Evelyn. This time, I would ask questions she could not answer with general explanations about administrative procedures. I wanted names, dates, and documents. Most of all, I wanted t

  • The secret his ex-wife kept   Chapter 36: The Letter That Reached the Wrong Hands

    The name on the envelope refused to leave my mind. Martin Ellery. Daisy's father. The man who had admitted receiving a sealed packet connected to my mother's estate. The man who had failed to ensure that I received the documents my mother wanted me to have. The man who had spent years carrying the weight of a secret he claimed he could no longer fully explain. And now, according to an anonymous sender, he had accepted an envelope that should have been delivered to me. Ask Martin why he accepted an envelope addressed to his daughter's closest friend. I read the message again. The sender knew Daisy was helping me. They knew about the old custody records, the restricted correspondence, and the transfer associated with reference 317-B. They might have been watching us. Or someone close to the investigation was feeding them information. I f

  • The secret his ex-wife kept   Chapter 41: Five Years of Silence

    The photograph was still on Daisy’s desk when I returned to her office the following morning. A sealed cream envelope. A typed warning. SUPPLEMENTAL DOCUMENT. PRIVATE CUSTODY. DO NOT RELEASE WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION. And beneath the photograph, the anonymous sender’s message continued to haunt me. The letter can still be found, Mara. But the supplemental document is the reason he never wanted you to read it. I stared at the words until they blurred. For weeks, we had followed the trail of my mother’s missing letter through archive ledgers, questionable signatures, altered records, and people who claimed they had forgotten what they once knew. Every answer had opened another door. Every door had led us closer to the Deliman family’s secrets without bringing us any closer to the truth. Now we had evidence of another document. One that someone had deliberately kept out of my hands. “Could this supplemental document explain what my mother agreed to?” I asked. Daisy sat opposite me

  • The secret his ex-wife kept   Chapter 35: The Name Beneath the Seal

    The letter was addressed to someone whose name began with M. Beneath it, in my mother's handwriting, were three words. For my daughter. I stared at the photograph until my eyes began to ache. The envelope had been sealed. Its edges were yellowed, and the corner bore the reference number 317-B. Someone had photographed it against a dark surface, carefully positioning it so the address remained partly hidden. Whoever sent the image wanted me to recognize my mother's handwriting. They also wanted me to wonder who had received the envelope. I enlarged the photograph on my phone, but the missing portion of the label revealed nothing more. The visible letters could have belonged to several names. Mara. Martin. Someone else whose name began with the same letter. I refused to turn a guess into another accusation.

Bab Lainnya
Jelajahi dan baca novel bagus secara gratis
Akses gratis ke berbagai novel bagus di aplikasi GoodNovel. Unduh buku yang kamu suka dan baca di mana saja & kapan saja.
Baca buku gratis di Aplikasi
Pindai kode untuk membaca di Aplikasi
DMCA.com Protection Status