All Chapters of The Wife He Never Wanted: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

CassandraI walked along the beach with Miles and Sebastian. We had just come back from the private island Grandpa had given him. His reaction when we arrived there was incredible, he had even set up a board displaying a drawing he had made.After spending six hours there, we returned to another island because his private island didn’t yet have a place to stay. So we spent the night on a different island that was a tourist destination.“Like I said, Uncle, it’s going to be an amazing place,” Miles said excitedly, hopping a little. “Can we put horses there?”His voice was very clear when he asked. He stopped walking just to look Sebastian in the eye. Without the slightest hesitation, Sebastian nodded immediately.“Yes. Uncle will build it. On your island, there will be many horses.”I couldn’t even keep up with their conversation at that moment. They wrapped it up quickly, and I simply went along with it.“Miles, don’t think about it too hastily.”While we were on his island, he had men

CassandraAt this moment, I truly did not expect my tears to be so difficult to stop. I was genuinely afraid that my sobbing would completely spiral out of control. My mother’s calm words, about my life, about everything—felt mixed together, tangled, and unfair.This feeling… is beyond my control.As I tightly clutched the bracelet, it was as if my mother were holding my hand.“Forgive me… forgive me.”“You don’t need to punish yourself.”“I’m sorry.”It was as though I heard those words coming from my mother’s own lips. We have both lived complicated lives. This is deeply painful for all of us.After moments like this, I hope that from now on things will move forward more gently, with the weight that has burdened my heart finally fading away.Finally, this conversation ended after more than thirty minutes. Even after I had wiped away my tears, I looked at him with a calmer gaze.“I came to see Seline’s grave.” He paused, his hand tightening before he spoke again, as if trying to stea

CassandraSince our last meeting, that man seems to have truly kept his word. I haven’t met him, although sometimes it feels like I’m searching for his presence.No. I’m sure I’m just being cautious.Each of the feelings we experience is something we must resolve on our own. For now, I cannot consider him my father, call him father, or receive the warmth I once longed for.And during this past week, I’ve been wearing a bracelet that belonged to my mother. It’s very simple, yet it still draws attention from others when they see it.Not wanting to dwell on my mother’s complicated relationship with Alex, I try to set their concerns aside. I even suffer from painful things within myself.After all, sometimes I feel the need to be alone and seek new scenery. So, using work as an excuse, I go out by myself.Since morning, I’ve been walking calmly through the city center, observing the busy people and looking at stores that have changed their displays. Winter will arrive soon, and I realize

CassandraSunlight hit my eyes and woke me from an unintentional sleep. Squinting slightly, I slowly steadied my vision.I let out a breath. I had fallen asleep in the yard this time, and when I looked for Miles, he was with Genna.Enjoying this relaxed moment made me realize that I should do things more slowly, not rush the way I often do. It truly helped me feel calmer.Once I felt steady, I immediately walked over to Miles and Genna. I kissed his forehead, and he smiled widely.“Mom is awake?”“Yes.”I didn’t expect to yawn right in front of him. He held my hand, clearly worried about me.“Mom, you can sleep some more in the bedroom,” he said softly. I held his hand in return.“No, Milo. Mom has had enough sleep.”I stroked his head, truly confident in what I had said earlier. I’d had enough sleep, and after that I left him to check on the cake I had baked earlier.Genna had already taken it out. She did a great job, and so did the cake I made.I’m not a woman who cooks every day o

SebastianI realized that their relationship had grown closer over the past few months.The way he reacted every time he responded to Cassandra was extremely unpleasant to me. Cillian tried to look so innocent in front of Cassandra, and now he was shooting me a sharp glare as Cassandra walked in.“Keep acting like a good friend,” I snorted, the bottle cap pressed to my lips.This winter still felt hot because of him.He rolled his eyes. “Aren’t you the least qualified to say that?”“I’ve made it very clear that I want to be with her.” I pulled the bottle of my beer away from my mouth. “And you’re pretending not to know about her, Cillian Siem.”Sitting with him while he served the freshly cooked pumpkin soup was honestly unbearable. Most of what filled my heart was the urge to punch him and throw him out of here.He was disturbing my time with Cassandra, and this man was extremely sly because he even brought his niece over to play here.“Are you afraid I’ll get Sandra?”His provocatio