All Chapters of The Wife He Never Wanted: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Sebastian“How does it feel to see her get engaged?”I adjusted my sitting position after hearing Grandpa’s unpleasant question. My reason for coming here wasn’t to listen to that, to words meant to make me suffer and reflect. With my body feeling uncomfortable, I glanced back at him.He kept his eyes on me.“I already know my mistake, Grandpa.”“Really? Because it seems like you still can’t accept that engagement.”Damn it. He really loved to make me suffer.I often ignored what he said back then, claiming that he never truly understood my life, me, or anything about what I went through.With all the achievements I’ve gained, I thought I had proven myself enough, and arrogantly, I refused to take any advice from him.“I still wish she were with me, but what can I do now, Grandpa?”Haven’t I already shown that I’ve changed so much compared to the person he used to know? I don’t create chaos like before, forcing my will onto others just to get what I want.Locking Cassandra away, keep

DylanI don’t like it when Mom talks to that man. It seems I’m not the only one who feels that way, she’s being friendly to him now, as if she’s accepted his presence.What is she talking about with Sebastian? Is it something important?Mom looked like she wanted to say something but stopped when I arrived. She pressed her lips together tightly, and at that moment, I knew she was trying to hide something from me.As for that man, he acted calm, even walking straight into the house as if it were his own. I’m sure he wanted to see Miles, to play with him, and act as if they were truly father and son.Honestly, I don’t like how close Miles and Sebastian have become either. I mean, all this time, I’ve been the one with him. Since he was little, I’ve always been by his side, and now it feels like playing with me alone isn’t enough anymore.When he contacts Sebastian, asking about that man who didn’t come, a wave of jealousy rises inside me, making me feel like a child.Deep down, I really

CassandraAround me, it was quite noisy with the activities of the servants and Ellen, who was meticulously arranging the breakfast we were about to have.Today, I actually felt quite excited, but it was a bit different because Sebastian was sitting across from me to enjoy breakfast together.This morning, he had given me a bouquet of flowers, which made Dylan glare at him in annoyance. I just thought he was expressing his thanks for being invited to breakfast. However, it would have been better if he had given it to Ellen.“Why are you here?” Dylan asked as Sebastian got his food.Sebastian casually showed his plate. Clearly, he was facing Dylan calmly, but Dylan was not the same.I nudged Dylan’s shoulder and glanced at him. Being disturbed by a quarrel in the morning was very unpleasant, especially with Miles here. I didn’t want their fight to make Miles hysterical.Not only that, Dylan and I were already engaged. Even though the man often came here, he hardly ever met me. He only

Sebastian“Drink this.”“Thank you.”Cassandra took the warm coffee I handed her. I sat beside her, keeping my eyes on her the entire time.I felt guilty for not arriving sooner, guilty for not stopping that man from meeting Cassandra. To her, her father was someone difficult to understand, someone who constantly pressured her.Damn it. Thinking about how I once let her suffer under his pressure and insults, what a terrible husband I was.“I didn’t think that even after all this time, he’d still act the same.” She tried to pull the corners of her lips into a smile, but failed.That sadness ran too deep. The only blood family Cassandra had left was her father, and even after years of absence and neglect, he still wanted to use her.“He’s always been trash. Damn it… because he recognized my face so easily.”Cassandra bit her lower lip. I tried hard to restrain myself, but I hated seeing her under such pressure. I wanted to protect her—at all costs.The situation earlier had clearly shak

CassandraWe didn’t stop just because the picnic was over that day. For something we had planned for a long time, we didn’t want to let the time go to waste. We were in a small village, walking leisurely together.Dylan gently held Miles’ hand, guiding him into the photobox, and I followed them. We took photos together with wide smiles on our faces.Beside Dylan, who kept glancing at me, the feeling of being deeply loved was so wonderful. Dylan’s earlier words still made my heart race. We might really get married soon.“Once more.”Miles said his opinion enthusiastically. This was already the third time we had taken photos in the photobox, and it was not boring at all.Miles pulled the two of us closer, so he could press his soft little feet against both of our cheeks.Everything was so much fun.He held the three photos and gave one to Dylan. “Dad, you should keep this.”“Thank you.” Dylan took the photo, looked at it for a moment, and then put it in his pocket.Everything was truly