All Chapters of The Wife He Never Wanted: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

DylanBeing back here, I didn’t expect that I would decide to return this quickly.Because of the situation between Cassandra and me, I thought it was best to keep my distance. That seemed like the right thing to do, so I didn’t want to be in this city anymore.But after talking quite a lot with George, I think I need to be in this city just to see Miles. This is too cruel for him, and I’m sure Cassandra also didn’t explain to him what happened between us.Realizing that pain can change a person, as an adult I tried to manage myself to be more mature.I knew my time with Miles would probably be short, but I guess that’s for the best.Fortunately, I’ve taken on a case to handle, and my work in another city will be my excuse.Hurting him is not something I want. And the same goes for hurting Cassandra.She… I’m sure she will be fine. Our fate is too cruel, but she will recover quickly because everything in her life is getting better.“Are you going back home?” George made me glance at h

CassandraThe moment I met George, I was very surprised. We talked for a bit, and I was relieved by his words that Dylan was doing fine.The man has good friends, and it made me feel a little calmer, even though I still thought about him.When George said Dylan would be meeting Miles, I knew what I had to do. Obviously, I chose not to accompany him because I wasn’t ready for that meeting yet.What I was thinking about was Miles. His reaction would definitely be very happy because he misses Dylan so much.Genna became the agent who gave me reports on whether Dylan was still at home or not. Just like that, I went home when he wasn’t there.“Just got back from work?”That deep voice made me turn.Sebastian was near the side of the stairs with his arms folded, he stared at me as if studying me.“Yeah.” I responded while setting down my bag.Sebastian walked closer, and it made me a little nervous. “Miles is already asleep.”I softened at that, truly feeling how much Miles must have missed

CassandraThe appearance of that man in front of me felt overwhelmingly suffocating.All this time, he had never looked for me, and maybe… maybe he never even knew I existed. Because if he did know about me, there was no way he would have remained silent.I don’t know. Honestly, I was never truly certain.I probably looked alert right now. With the way he was staring at me, I didn’t want to stay in this position any longer, so I quickly stood up.“Aren’t you going to greet me?” His voice was calm.For years, he never came to see me. We were like strangers, and even though I knew about him, I never felt he was my father. There was no bond. It was such a strange feeling.I think it would be better for us to continue not knowing each other forever.The ache in my chest made me hold my breath slightly. “Sir, I don’t know you.”A flash of shock appeared in his eyes. I didn’t care, because that was the truth about our relationship, aside from sharing blood. Even then, this relationship only

CassandraSebastian sat in front of me with a readiness that made me let out a breath. It felt heavy, because he was forcing himself to take care of me, feeding me the porridge Genna had cooked.“Sebastian,” I called his name, catching him off guard.“You can give it to Genna.” I shifted my gaze toward the bowl he was holding, hoping this discomfort would end.“Mom, Uncle already told you that he’s the one who will feed you.”Miles’s interference made me let out a long breath from my mouth. Sebastian’s attention toward Miles made him look like a good person, so Miles didn’t know how I truly felt.Sebastian’s smile was enough to make me realize that he felt victorious because he was being supported. After that, he immediately fed me, making sure I ate everything, as if he were my parent.After a while, I adjusted my sitting position. My condition was much better than before. I really did need some rest.Miles looked at me, gently playing with my fingers. “Mom, are we short on money?”H

DylanMy departure was slightly delayed because something unexpected happened. That man appeared and disrupted Cassandra’s life, forcing me to stay in this city longer than I had planned.All day, I did nothing but stay silent inside the room. The truth was, George had checked on me for the fourth time. This was the fourth, and he brought snacks in his hand.“Eat.”I did as he asked. Besides not wanting to argue with him, I was also hungry. The last time I ate was yesterday.Before I ate the snacks he gave me, I spoke. “You keep checking on me because you’re afraid I’ll do something dangerous?”He probably didn’t expect the question. Without him answering, I already knew that what I said was true. So I ate the snacks calmly.I’ve been feeling immense mental pressure for months now. Having no motivation and not wanting to do anything has been with me for months, so what I’m feeling today isn’t really something new.Just like when I open my eyes, I end up wanting to close them again, or