Semua Bab The Unwanted Wife: Bab 101 - Bab 110

By the time evening fell, rain was pouring relentlessly outside, drumming steadily on the roof and against the glass windows as they finished dinner. Her older brother, Levi, had arrived home from work and joined them at the table. It had been a while since all four of them shared a meal together. Despite the heaviness of the day, there was comfort in the familiarity. After the meal, they all moved to the living room. Lara found herself curled up on the couch, nestled in her mother’s embrace like she was a child again. Her father and Levi had made their way to the bar area just a few steps away. From where she sat, she could hear the low rumble of their voices, and although they tried to keep their tones neutral, she could pick up enough of their words to know they were talking about Lucas. “That bastard thinks he can just hurt her and walk away?” Levi muttered, jaw tight, eyes glinting with fury. “If it were up to me, I’d bury his company into the ground.” “He may have been a busi

Lara spent the weekend at her parents’ house.No one mentioned Lucas—not even once. Not in passing, not even accidentally. It was as if they had all silently agreed to erase him from conversation, like the name itself was forbidden. As if he had never existed at all.She wasn’t sure if they were all just being considerate... or if they were just afraid that hearing his name would still hurt her. That uttering it might reopen wounds they weren’t sure had healed.But the truth was… Lara was okay.She had already made peace with her feelings for Lucas, long before their talk the night before. She might not be fully healed, but she wasn’t hurting anymore. Not the way she used to. The sharp edges of the hurt had dulled, replaced by something steadier. In fact, she felt more like herself than she had in a long time.She didn’t need them to walk on eggshells around her, but she appreciated the quiet understanding anyway.Her mother, in particular, made a gentle effort to keep her distracted.

Monday arrived with its usual noise and rush. The city was alive with the honking of impatient drivers, the scent of freshly brewed coffee drifting from roadside cafés, and the slow crawl of traffic that seemed to stretch endlessly.Inside her brother Levi’s car, Lara sat quietly in the passenger seat, her tote bag resting on her lap. Her school ID was already clipped neatly to her blouse, and her hair was tied up in a clean ponytail.“You sure you don’t want me to pick you up later?” Levi asked as he kept his eyes on the road, one hand on the steering wheel.Lara turned to him with a small smile. “No need, Kuya. I’m heading back to my condo after school. Reagan offered to pick me up.”Levi raised an eyebrow, casting her a knowing side glance. “So he’s still around?”“He is,” she replied, trying to keep her tone casual but the subtle curve of her lips gave her away.Levi gave a soft shake of his head but didn’t press further.The drive took longer than usual. Her parents’ house was qu

From across the table, Atty. Rocco Velasquez, Lucas’ attorney, opened a thick folder and slid it toward the center. “This document outlines the full inventory as agreed upon in our initial correspondence: the villa in Siargao, the Tagaytay rest house, the Makati residential property, various joint real estate holdings in Alabang, Taguig, Batangas, and Cebu, a sizable collection of high-value jewelry, six registered vehicles, and multiple joint investments. These includes a 10% share in the Dela Merced Group of Companies under Mrs. Dela Merced’s name, ownership records of six hotel properties, ten restaurants, and joint bank accounts in BPI, BDO, and Security Bank containing business-related funds.”Lara kept her expression neutral as she listened, her hands folded neatly in her lap. None of it came as a surprise, she had been briefed about this beforehand.Lucas leaned forward slightly, his hands folded loosely on the table. His voice was low but firm.“I’ve already spoken with my la

Friday morning arrived quietly, the sky painted with soft streaks of gold as the city slowly stirred to life. Reagan had driven Lara to school that morning, just like he had been doing for weeks now. And, as usual, he promised to pick her up after work. She had gotten used to it. Seeing him first thing in the morning. Even preparing breakfast for him has even become part of her routine. She had grown used to the comfort of having someone wait for her. The steadiness of his presence. The way he always knew when she needed silence or laughter. But deep down, Lara knew this couldn’t continue. And today… today was the day she had to end it. Yesterday, she had signed the final and revised version of the settlement agreement. Atty. Mendez had met with Lucas’ lawyer, Atty. Velasquez, the same afternoon to have it notarized. This morning, Lara had received a message confirming that the documents were being submitted to the Regional Trial Court. Her annulment was truly moving forward