Semua Bab The Wife He Never Wanted: Bab 591 - Bab 600

WindyI tried to face everything calmly.Keeping my emotions under control was the best thing I could do.Looking back on everything that had happened, I realized there had been so many emotional moments. They had left me exhausted, but they had also taught me valuable lessons.The reason I chose to handle things this way was simple—I was tired.If I could get through this calmly, it would be better for me in the end.So after Tucker met with me and told me the truth, I didn't confront Kael immediately. Instead, I waited until the next day, when I was certain I could face him without shouting or turning everything into another painful argument.I didn't ask Tucker to come with me.Dragging him into this matter again didn't feel right.I took a slow breath as I looked at Kael.We had been sitting across from each other for ten minutes, yet neither of us had spoken a single word.Perhaps we were both waiting for the right moment to begin.I set my glass down on the table and took a slow

WindyNews of our broken engagement had already spread.The story had caused quite a stir. Some people claimed it was because I refused to stay by Kael's side during his rehabilitation.Others insisted that wasn't true.As I scrolled through the articles, I calmly sipped my wine. People really did love making assumptions.Although, to be fair, my relationship with Kael had always been somewhat awkward and distant.I hadn't seen him again since two days ago. I was sure neither of us felt comfortable facing the other.Tucker had informed me that Kael had already been discharged from the hospital. He was apparently back at his apartment now.I hadn't asked about him myself because I was afraid he'd use it to his advantage again, just as he had before.He was a strong man. He would get through this in his own way, and I was certain he would endure."Are you really okay with all those rumors?" Tucker's voice interrupted the quiet of my evening.He had called me just five minutes earlier, w

Miles"Come on, everything's okay. Calm down." Diana gently cupped my cheek, but I still couldn't bring myself to look at her.How could I calm down after hearing they'd been rushed to the hospital because of an accident at the party?They had both lost consciousness and were nearly crushed by a collapsing decorative pillar. Iker had shielded them, but they were still injured."Milo."Hearing her gentle voice and feeling Amanda's tiny hand wrap around my finger, I finally looked at the two of them."My heart really felt like it was going to collapse."Diana smiled and nodded. "I know. Look at you—you're a mess." She brushed my hair back, tidying it with her slender fingers.I immediately clasped her hand tightly, locking my gaze with hers. I would do anything for the two people I loved most."Ah... you're both still hurt."I noticed several scrapes on Amanda's hands and face. Just thinking about it made me realize how frightened she must have been."The wind was really strong that day

WindyIt was a bright Monday morning.I already had plans for the day. I was going to visit the Monclair family's residence—not their main estate, as far as I knew. It would be my first time there, and I couldn't deny that I was feeling a little nervous.I was going because Diana had invited me. When we spoke on the phone yesterday, I learned that she and her daughter had been involved in an accident.Just as I was about to open my car door, a black sedan pulled into the driveway in front of my house.“Tucker?” I murmured his name under my breath.As it turned out, I was right.The man who stepped out was Tucker, holding a bouquet of red roses that instantly made my heart race.Ah...To be honest, I had no idea how I was supposed to react. I didn't want to look too happy, only to find out that the bouquet wasn't actually for me.So I held back my smile, even though I wanted to grin.The effort left my expression feeling oddly stiff.“Windy.”He greeted me in a gentle voice.He held ou

WindyTime sometimes passed quickly, and other times it felt unbearably slow. When things were enjoyable, time seemed to fly by, but when something unpleasant happened, every second felt like it dragged on forever, almost like a curse.Two weeks ago, my mom started her journey around the world. She considered it a spiritual journey, or perhaps it was simply her way of having fun.Ah, of course, I understood that gratitude could truly be experienced through a journey like that.After that, she sent me countless photos. Every chance she got, she would send me another picture. Don't misunderstand—I wasn't bothered by it at all.I was just a little worried that what she was doing might actually become a burden for her. Maybe she thought she had to send me photos every time she did something so that I wouldn't worry about her.After we talked about it, she reduced how often she sent them. Now, she only sent a few photos a day.And right now, I was sitting with Kael, having dinner with him.