Todos os capítulos de The Unwanted Wife and Her Secret Twins: Capítulo 281 - Capítulo 290

Mia's POV"Mama!" Alexander's voice seemed to come from far away. "Are you okay?"I couldn't speak."Mama's hands are shaking," Ethan's voice said.Their two small hands gripped mine, warm and solid and real.My eyes were fixed on Morton and Maxwell in the distance, who were still talking.I couldn't make out what they were saying from here. But I could see their body language.Like they knew each other well.My mind was spinning with implications I didn't want to face.Morton was Kyle's best friend. His brother in every way that mattered.His natural conversation with Maxwell only made me sink deeper into the doubt I had been trying to escape for weeks.Morton, don't tell me you just think they look alike. That's all this is.I couldn't understand it at all."Mia?" Thomas's voice cut through my spiraling thoughts. "What's wrong?"I felt his hand on my shoulder, steadying me."I..." I started to speak but stopped.I wanted to rush over and confront Morton and Maxwell right here in fro

Mia's POVPerhaps I should call her Sophie Field now.Your day is completely ruined. This bitch is like a haunting ghost. Just when you think she's gone for good, she shows up again.Her smile has become incredibly venomous as she stands on that stage, basking in the applause and attention. Taylor deliberately looks directly at me, as if to provoke me. Her eyes find mine in the crowd with laser precision, and that familiar cruel satisfaction spreads across her face."Thank you all so much for this warm welcome," Sophie—Taylor—says into the microphone, her voice carrying that same honey-sweet tone that used to make my skin crawl in high school. "But I have another announcement to make tonight."The crowd erupted into excited whispers. People were leaning forward in their seats, phones coming out to capture whatever bombshell was about to drop.Everyone was excited. Victoria was looking at me with that knowing smile, the one that said she'd been waiting for this moment."I'm thrilled to

Mia's POVThomas said nothing during my breakdown.After what felt like hours but was probably only minutes, when I finally looked up at him, he simply said, "I'm sorry, Mia."I could only look at him, confusion.He touched my hair gently, his fingers trailing through the strands that had come loose from my carefully arranged chignon. "I don't know how Taylor got out of prison, but we can't fight the Field family now."I forced myself to speak through the tightness in my throat. "It's not your fault, Thomas."The way the world worked had never been logical. Money and power could rewrite history, erase inconvenient truths, transform criminals into philanthropists. I should have known better than to think Taylor would stay buried in the past."Let's go back," I said, straightening my shoulders with effort. "Kids must be worried about why we've been gone so long."Thomas nodded and pulled me into another hug, this one longer and more protective than the last.As we held each other, I ma

Mia's POVAlexander was pulling on my skirt, his little hands clutching the fabric tightly. "Mama," he whispered, "I didn't mean to bump into her."I didn't look away from Ketty's sneering face as I reached down to touch Alexander's head gently. "I know, sweetheart. You didn't do anything wrong."I was a volcano waiting to erupt. Ketty straightened her shoulders. "Your two precious little darlings," Ketty continued, "they're just mistakes their father didn't want."Every protective instinct I possessed roared to life simultaneously. Bring my children into this? That's enough."Take back what you said," I said, my voice calm to the point of being unnerving.The conversations around us had stopped completely."Why should I take back the truth?" Ketty clearly enjoyed this.She didn't get to finish her sentence.I took a step forward and slapped her across the face, the sound echoing.The crack seemed to reverberate in the air, cutting through the soft jazz music and the gentle murmur

Kyle's POVLooking at Mia staring at me with that intense green gaze, I couldn't say a word.The sound of her fist connecting with my jaw still echoed in my ears. The sharp pain radiating through my face was nothing compared to the hollow ache spreading through my chest as I watched her walk away with our sons.I could have responded better. I had done so before. I could have made her believe that Maxwell was an outsider, just another wealthy client with an unfortunate resemblance to her ex-husband. I'd practiced the denial in mirrors, rehearsed the confusion and offense I should display when accused of being someone else.But I failed.Standing there, watching Alexander's small hand slip into hers with complete trust, seeing Ethan press closer to her side for protection, I couldn't form the words. Couldn't maintain the lie when faced with the raw devastation in her eyes.Ethan and Alexander were well taken care of by her. One was more mischievous, the other more quiet. Both brilliant