All Chapters of The Wife He Never Wanted: Chapter 521 - Chapter 530

DianaHonestly, I thought this was exactly the moment I had been waiting for—to get revenge for everything I had felt before.At first, I thought I didn’t want revenge at all. I wanted to forget everything that had happened. My life had finally become peaceful.Then, after reading her message, I realized that this bitch had absolutely no intention of changing her behavior and did not deserve any mercy from me.I should have been cruel to her long ago. I should have taught her a bitter lesson.And because of that, I was prepared. Maybe I should have slapped that flawless face of hers over and over again.With all the strength I could gather into my hand, I was ready to hit her.But suddenly, someone else slapped her first, and that person positioned himself in front of me, shielding me behind his body.I immediately realized it was Miles. Seeing him standing so close to me, I instinctively grabbed his arm.“Are you alright, Miles?”I looked over his entire body. There wasn’t a single i

MilesBefore the wedding began, I met with Dad Dylan. I was always happy whenever I saw him because we had always been incredibly close.I knew that his relationship with my mom had been difficult in the past, but despite everything they had gone through, it had never diminished the bond between them.My relationship with Dad Dylan was also very close—almost like that of a real father and son. We often met to discuss business together, and on the night before the wedding, I spent my time with both of my dads.“Marriage isn't easy, but don't act selfishly,” Dad Dylan said.I glanced at him. He casually sipped his gin beside me, even though he had been forbidding me from drinking it all evening.“If you truly love her, you'll naturally want to give in sometimes. No matter what happens, my heart could never win against hers,” my dad said.He looked up at the sky, carrying an air of remarkable calmness.As his son, I knew very well that Dad had never fought with Mom. Even when he had alre

DianaThe sound of the waves around me was incredibly soothing. Being away from the crowds like this was truly peaceful, especially since I was here with Miles.I could feel the gentle breeze brushing against my skin, the deep blue sea stretching before me, and the seagulls soaring around the beach.Half-lying on the white sand, I smiled and breathed in a slow, steady rhythm.“Would you like some more juice, Diana?” he asked, glancing at the glass in my hand.I shook my head. I had already had more than enough orange juice while relaxing here.“Do you like this place?”Miles asked as if he wanted to make sure everything was enjoyable for me.“Yes. The place your great-grandfather gave you is absolutely wonderful.”I tucked the strands of hair blown by the wind behind my ear and smiled. Ever since Miles told me about this place, I had wanted to visit it.And when I saw the many articles discussing our honeymoon, they all wondered where we would spend it. Many assumed we would be travel

MilesTime seemed to pass incredibly fast because I was spending it with Diana.For the past few days, we had been enjoying our lives in complete privacy, free from people trying to pry into our affairs or chase stories about us.Staying on a private island had definitely been the right choice.Even though it was a private island, it was fully equipped with every facility we could need.There were doctors and nurses, security personnel, chefs, gardeners, and much more.I repeatedly made sure that everything was in perfect order because I didn't want anything to happen to Diana.Just like now.“I don't feel like eating anything right now.”Diana didn't even look up from the book she was reading.She answered me without taking her eyes off the page, which only made my worry grow.“If you don't eat at least a little, you could get sick, Diana.”I pushed the plate I was holding toward her once again.Diana let out a sigh and finally lifted her gaze from the book in her hands.Now, I thoug

TuckerAt Aunt Emma’s house, I sat at the dining table with a slightly tense posture. Wendy and I hadn't spoken a single word since earlier.The atmosphere between us had been strange ever since we were at the hotel. Seeing how stubborn she was gave me a headache and left me feeling constantly on edge.Actually, it reminded me a little of the story about my mom’s cousin. Ah, yes—and Uncle Cillian as well. Back then, he was deeply in love with Miles’s mother, and that was what eventually made him suffer on his own.I mean, I know Wendy, and I know that she’s actually a gentle woman. She doesn’t need to put herself in a situation that weighs her down. It would only make things much harder for her.I know Miles very well. Even when he smiles or answers politely, that isn’t his true self. He still carries the blood of the Monclair family. If something displeases him, he would remove it from his life with a blank expression.I finally let out a sigh as I looked at Wendy, who was absentmind