บททั้งหมดของ The Wife He Never Wanted: บทที่ 651 - บทที่ 660

WindyActually, I had only met Diana to discuss the jewelry Yohan would be wearing. The water-themed design was something I really loved. I designed it with so much enthusiasm, although whenever I took a short break, my mind would drift back to the problems I was dealing with.At least the heaviness in my chest had eased a little. I really needed a friend I could talk to about everything that was happening to me.And now, I was on my way to meet Tucker. Even so, I wasn't completely ready to face him yet. I was just buying myself a little more time, so I decided to wait at his house instead.Maintaining a relationship was never easy. Hopefully, being able to continue ours without constantly carrying this heaviness in my heart would make things better.My car had just stopped in front of Tucker's house. I took a deep breath before getting out."Everything will be okay," I whispered to myself.Then I finally walked toward the house. I would wait for him there, and I hoped everything woul

DianaI had been waiting for this moment for quite some time. Every preparation had been handled carefully and thoroughly.The Rivergate University Festival finally began today, and I had been feeling incredibly nervous."Everything will be fine." Miles wrapped his arms around me as we carefully watched everything happening on the stage.The area around us was incredibly noisy. There were so many people attending, and they had all heard that this would be the first stage performance held over the lake.Yes, we had gone all out with the setup, making it spectacular enough to attract everyone's attention."I hope so."Miles leaned closer, his lips near my ear."Of course it will be. I know how hard you've worked for this."Then he looked toward the other side."Just look at them. Everyone is so excited and busy doing their jobs, and the performers are getting ready too."I nodded slowly. A second later, I finally exhaled and walked toward the backstage area.I entered one of the waiting

CassandraYes, I trusted him, but I still felt uncomfortable about what I had just seen, so I approached them.“Sandra.” Sebastian called my name, smiling at me gently as he always did.I continued walking toward them until I was standing beside Sebastian, my eyes fixed on the woman who had touched him earlier.She looked to be around thirty. She was a beautiful and elegant woman.I didn’t smile at all as I looked at her. “Who is she?” I asked.The woman looked awkward. She opened her mouth, but she didn’t immediately answer my question.“I came here because I wanted to speak with Sir Sebastian—”“You didn’t answer me right away. Do you have some ulterior motive?” I asked her quickly.The woman’s expression changed. She was clearly startled by my words, and now she seemed even more nervous.“I-I’m a reporter from MCL, ma’am.” This time, she handed me her business card.I looked at it and checked her name. She really did work for the news company.“So?” I asked.“I wanted to ask Sir Se

Tucker“Tell me what you mean.” I pressed him further, growing increasingly uneasy.Of course, I still couldn’t feel completely at ease after everything I had been through. I was exhausted. I felt guilty, and I wanted to resolve all of these problems as quickly as possible.I had entrusted my case to Miles’s mother, and all I could hope for was a positive outcome.As I listened to the lawyer handling my case explain everything, I finally felt a small sense of relief.Leah was the one who had spread those rumors. She was the woman I had left alone in the apartment, yet she continued trying to threaten me. She portrayed herself as a mother who had been separated from her son.But whenever she was alone with Weston, she would yell at him and treat him harshly. She was truly problematic.Then Fred handed me another sheet of paper. “You need to see this.”I immediately looked at the writing on the document in my hand. It was a death report. My brows furrowed even more when I read that the w

TuckerThere were so many things bothering me, but the one question that kept circling in my mind was: how could I have made a mistake like this?My tolerance for alcohol was extremely high. Much higher than Miles’s and that of several other partygoers.That was why, over the past few days, I had been trying to dig deeper into what had happened. Why had I seemed to completely lose control of myself at that party, to the point that I ended up sleeping with Elara?And after several days of investigating, I was now holding the report in my hands.“So I was drugged through my drink, and that caused me to lose control?” I looked again at the man standing in front of me.His expression remained calm and serious. “Yes, sir. Based on the CCTV footage, it appears that someone put drugs into the drink.”He took a step forward and opened another sheet of paper in my hands. “You can see it here. This man was the intended target, but you ended up drinking his beverage instead.”My mouth fell sligh