Semua Bab The Unwanted Wife and Her Secret Twins: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Mia's POVThe gentle hum of hair dryers filled the air. I settled into the plush salon chair, letting myself relax for the first time in what felt like weeks. The stylist's fingers worked on my scalp, and I couldn't help but close my eyes."You look like you're about to fall asleep," Scarlett commented from the chair next to mine. "When's the last time you actually treated yourself?""Too long," I admitted, closing my eyes as the stylist worked the treatment through my hair. The warmth from the scalp massage was making me drowsy. "When did you even find time to book this place? It usually takes weeks to get an appointment.""Please." Scarlett snorted from the chair next to mine. "They always have space for me. Though I had to promise Clara I'd bring Morton to her cousin's gallery opening next month.""Using your fiancé's name already?" I teased, opening one eye to look at her."Using his family's connections," she corrected primly. "Besides, he owes me after what happened yesterday."

Mia's POV The Waldorf-Astoria's grand ballroom had been transformed into something out of a fairy tale. Crystal chandeliers cast golden light across thousands of white roses, their perfume mixing with the subtle notes of jasmine and vanilla from carefully placed arrangements. Everything is sparkled. Everything from the diamond-dusted centerpieces to the hand-painted ceiling murals. The media hadn't exaggerated when they'd called it the wedding of the century.I stood in the bridal suite, watching stylists fuss over Scarlett's already perfect hair. Even the getting-ready room was extravagant. All cream silk walls and gilded mirrors. A far cry from the quiet registry office where I'd signed my marriage contract with Kyle. There had been no flowers, no music, no family to witness, just Linda with her tablet, efficiently scheduling Kyle's next meeting while we waited for the clerk. I'd never even worn a wedding dress. Just one of my better work suits, because Kyle had a board meeting th

Mia's POVThe orchestra switched to something slower, more intimate. Couples drew closer together on the dance floor, lost in their own worlds. No one seemed to notice us in our corner.“Let me go,” I glared at him, "They're coming over."He looked at me for a few seconds. Kyle released my wrist, taking a careful step back. I could already feel bruises forming beneath the delicate bracelet."There you are!" Scarlett's voice cut through the tension like a champagne cork popping. She appeared beside us in a whirl of white silk and diamonds, her cheeks flushed from dancing.She pushed Kyle away. "Mia... what's wrong?"Jeo looked at me with some tension. He and Scarlett were quite hostile towards Kyle, especially after all the things I had been through with my divorce.“Nothing.” I left with Scarlett and Jeo.Behind us, I heard the distinct sound of crystal shattering. When I glanced back, Kyle stood alone, surrounded by the wreckage of what had once been a very expensive champagne flute.

Mia‘s POV"Mommy, where are you?" My voice echoed through our house. The hardwood floors creaked under my mary janes as I searched each room. "I'm gonna find you!"Hide and seek was our special game, the one that always made Mommy smile even on her sad days. And she'd been having more sad days lately, especially after Daddy started working late."Found you!" I giggled, spotting her shadow behind my bedroom door. She swooped me up into a hug that smelled like jasmine and safety."You always do, clever girl." She peppered my face with kisses until I squealed. "Now it's my turn to seek. Remember the rules?"I nodded solemnly. "Don't go past the garden gate. Stay where you can hear me call.""That's my smart cookie." She covered her eyes, starting to count. "One... two..."I ran on tippy-toes, trying not to let my shoes click against the floor. The garden was my favorite hiding spot, full of Mom's roses and the big hydrangea bushes perfect for ducking behind. The afternoon sun painted ev

Mia's POVThe knock came again, more insistent this time. Gas's ears perked up, but his usual protective growl was notably absent. If anything, his tail gave a tentative wag. That's really strange."Coming!" I called and made my way to the door. I hadn't even finished turning the handle when Gas bounded forward, nearly knocking me off balance in his enthusiasm. The door swung open to reveal Nate, looking casual but put-together in jeans and a light sweater. His easy smile faltered slightly as his eyes dropped to my midsection, then quickly back to my face.The flowing fabric of my maxi dress did its best to conceal my pregnancy, but at nearly five months with twins, there was only so much clever draping could hide."Oh." The word escaped before I could stop it. Heat rushed to my cheeks as I realized what he must be seeing – what I'd been so carefully hiding during our friendship.For a long moment, neither of us spoke. Gas's tail thumped against the hardwood as he looked between us,