All Chapters of The Wife He Never Wanted: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

Cassandra“Alright, I’ll take care of him.”Sebastian accepted my request for help.At first, I had absolutely no intention of asking him to stay with Miles. I thought that being with Genna would be enough, since tonight I was going to attend a party with Karina.But while I was talking to Genna, he turned out to be standing behind me and had heard everything. He approached me and looked at me with a serious expression, his eyes filled with concern.“Are you serious about going to a party?”It made me feel a little awkward. I held my breath for a moment, gathering my courage.“Yes. It’s an engagement party for one of Karina’s lawyer acquaintances.”I knew that being out in public wasn’t exactly ideal for me yet. I would probably receive plenty of curious stares. But I had already given Karina my answer.I mean, I’m not someone who usually breaks promises.Seeing that I didn’t reply, he slowly nodded and said that he would look after Miles.“You’ll be here?”I thought that maybe this w

CassandraI wanted to believe that Sebastian wouldn’t try to find out what actually happened last night. But that man was never the type to stay still.After I heard from Genna that he had rushed off back then, looking extremely worried, I should have realized sooner, he was the type of person who, once he considered something his, hated it when someone else touched it.This morning, I saw Alden arrive at his house. The moment he stepped out of the car, my body moved toward him automatically. My hand immediately grabbed his, making him look at me in shock.“Miss Sandra?”The smile on his face was stiff. It only deepened my sense of suspicion.“Tell me, why are you here?”The flash of surprise was clearly visible in his eyes, even if it lasted only a second.He began by closing his mouth, as if preparing an answer to conceal his true intention.“I am Sir Sebastian’s assistant. I’m here because of work, Miss,” he said, adding a smile that was unmistakably rigid.I returned his words wit

SebastianI try to always be patient when dealing with Cassandra. I no longer want to hurt her again just to have her.Losing her was something incredibly heavy for me. Because of the foolish things I did in the past, I nearly killed her.Ah… this time, I want to win her back in a good way. But you know, that is very difficult because it requires endless patience.I try not to force things, but again and again there are men who try to get close to her. This time, the most irritating one is Cillian, bringing up her past.It makes me deeply anxious that if I move too slowly, Cassandra will be taken by another man.Over and over, something urges me to do something, to make sure Cassandra isn’t with another man, so that I won’t lose her again, even if it means using rather harsh methods.It would drown everything all over again, wouldn’t it?The guilt is always a nightmare for me, like sinking into thick, pitch-black water.“What do you think, Alden? What should I do?” Leaning back in my

SebastianI looked at my reflection in the spoon I was arranging. This was the day.For three days, I had been secretly practicing cooking without Cassandra knowing. Often, Miles would see me and watch with delight, praising me in ways that made me even more enthusiastic.I straightened the tableware that was slightly out of order, then felt relieved.This had to be perfect, that was what I thought, or perhaps what I told myself to ease my worries that it was still far from good enough.I remembered that Cassandra wasn’t a picky eater, but she was a woman who was very good at cooking. She could judge my food, and that made me worry that she might not finish her meal.This feeling was truly pathetic.After preparing everything, all I had to do was wait for Cassandra. I kept glancing outside again and again, thinking about her finally coming home.Genna touched my arm, making me let out a breath. She had helped me so much—or rather, she had taken on even more work because of me.Even I,

MilesI have two dads: Dad Dylan and Dad Sebastian.Since I came to his house and saw the wedding portrait with Mom, I was curious about it. I kept observing, and maybe their relationship was actually very close.I could see that when I was with Dad Sebastian, we actually looked so much alike. I just guessed that he might actually be my real dad, and as time passed, what I thought turned out to be true.I am the child of Sebastian Monclair.Do you know how happy I was when I found out? The kind uncle I knew was actually my dad, and he was working so hard to be with my mom.I no longer felt incomplete like before, always wondering if I would ever get to meet my dad.I haven’t forgotten Dad Dylan, he’s still very dear to me. Our relationship has always been good, but I felt lonely because he and Grandpa Paul, Grandma Elle rarely met.Even though they were quiet, as if nothing had happened, I suspected something must have occurred for them to act a little strange like this.Mom never con