All Chapters of The Wife He Never Wanted: Chapter 601 - Chapter 610

WindyI still couldn't get his confession out of my mind.Every time I remembered the moment he told me he loved me, I found myself smiling without even realizing it.I honestly hadn't expected to love it so much.We had only been dating for a few days, but today I finally decided to tell my mom."I had a feeling the two of you would end up together eventually," my mom said almost immediately.Looking at her through the video call, I could see how genuinely happy she was.I fell silent for a moment, a little surprised by her response."Of course I'm happy," Mom continued. "Now Aunt Erica and I can officially become family."She let out a satisfied laugh.Then I watched her nod."That's right. We've always been friends. This way, we'll become inseparable."A moment later, Mom fell silent.Although her eyes were still sparkling with happiness, it was obvious she was thinking about something."You should start preparing yourself," she said with a smile. "You might have to change the way

WindyI held his hand tightly, and when I saw the smile on Tucker's face, I knew he could tell I was still nervous.He opened the door for me and stayed by my side."Mom, we're here," he called out loudly.A few seconds later, I saw Aunt Erica come into view. She immediately wrapped me in a warm hug, forcing Tucker and me to let go of each other's hands."It's so good to see you. You look much better now."When she pulled away, she gently cupped my cheek.Her warmth instantly melted away the uneasiness I had been feeling just moments ago."Yes, Aunt. I'm happy because I finally feel alive again."I watched her smile so sincerely as she slowly led me toward the dining room. But before we got there, I quickly remembered the gift I had prepared for her."Aunt, this is for you."Who would have thought I'd be so eager to make a good impression on the woman standing before me? My mom used to tell me how close she was to her and that it would be wonderful if our families could become one. An

DianaAs the company's grand opening drew closer, I became even busier. Sometimes I couldn't help but feel guilty about leaving Amanda behind. Whenever work became overwhelming, I couldn't take her with me, and by the time I got home, it was already late at night.But I didn't want to complain. I only had to keep this pace up for a few more days, and everything would be over. Life would return to normal, and I knew my bond with Amanda wouldn't simply fall apart. She was my daughter, after all.Most of all, my mother-in-law called me every day. She always asked me about all sorts of things and sought my permission before doing anything with Amanda. I truly appreciated that."She ate so well today, Diana. She's such a smart girl."Mom's voice was filled with pride. She was holding Amanda in her arms, looking happier than ever.Several of the household staff stood nearby, helping only with little things like holding a bowl or the phone."That's wonderful. Your cooking is so delicious, Mo

Diana“You bastard! Stop!”My scream was drowned out by a cry of unbearable pain.The sharp edge of the folding knife dragged across my arm, leaving a long, deep gash. Blood streamed down my skin as tears spilled from my eyes. My entire body shook uncontrollably.“Diana!”“Stop it, damn you! You're going to die for this!” Gisele screamed at the top of her lungs. She twisted her body frantically, trying to draw their attention away from me.“You ugly, useless idiot!” she spat. “You're nothing but trash! Someone as disgusting as you deserves to die buried in filth!”Her insults were vicious.Gisele was provoking him on purpose.The man's gaze immediately shifted to her, burning with rage. Without a second's hesitation, he thrust the knife downward with brutal force, driving it straight into Gisele's calf.“AAAAAH!”Gisele's scream echoed through the room, long and agonizing.“You bastard! Stop!”I kept shouting, desperately trying to stop the torture. I screamed again and again through

DianaMy body still ached as I looked at the woman sitting across from me. She seemed perfectly calm—almost cheerful—as she scrolled through her phone."I want to go partying as soon as possible," she said, holding up her phone for me to see.On the screen was a newly opened nightclub that looked incredibly luxurious.As much as I appreciated her enthusiasm, I couldn't help clicking my tongue."You just got out of the hospital, Gisele."She let out a soft laugh at my remark.The car continued down the road, carrying us toward the apartment where Gisele lived. I had deliberately come to pick her up because I wanted to see her myself.I truly hadn't expected her to still be willing to work with me. Even more surprising, neither of her parents blamed me for what had happened to her.Still, she would be taking some time off. She needed the rest to recover and regain her health.A psychologist had already evaluated Gisele's condition. She had indeed suffered trauma, but she was handling it