All Chapters of The Wife He Tried to Forget: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Beginning: The Fire That StayedRain fell like secrets that the sky could no longer keep.It was supposed to be just another evening in New York. A gala, a few polite smiles, a speech about corporate dominance, and the clink of champagne flutes echoing off marble walls. But inside the penthouse of the Forger Hotel—a kingdom in the clouds where power whispered and luxury reigned—everything changed.Everything burned.Kourtney Saavedra didn't remember the first flame. All she knew was that there was smoke in her lungs and panic in her chest. Her dress, the sapphire silk one she had worn just to spite him, now clung to her legs like second skin soaked in fear. The fire had come fast, devouring the suite like it had been waiting for the right moment to strike.She coughed, stumbled, her heels snapping against the tiles as the ceiling groaned. The air was thick and black, but she saw him through it—Travis Forger, tall and unshaken, the kind of man whose presence made people move and made e

Chapter 2: FRGR: The Hidden LegacyKourtney looked at me with tired eyes. “Because he thought he could fix it. We all did. We thought we could clean up a legacy soaked in shadows.”She picked up the tape recorder.“This,” she said, “is the last conversation my father had with Langdon. Before he disappeared.”Travis raised a brow. “Disappeared?”“Officially, he died of a heart attack. But I was there that night. He didn’t die. He was taken.”My heart slammed in my chest.Kourtney pressed play.The tape crackled, then came the voice. Smooth. Controlled.Langdon.“You had your chance, Saaavedra. You should’ve sold while you had leverage. Now, you’ll be a liability. And liabilities get removed.”A pause. Then my grandfather’s voice—frantic, angry.“You don’t get to threaten me in my own home.”Langdon again: “This isn’t a threat. This is a courtesy.”The tape ended in static.Kourtney turned it off.“The next day, he was gone. The house staff were paid off. The death certificate was forge

Chapter 4: Done RunningAnd then she ran.The night air outside the Saavedra estate was cold and sharp, biting through Kim’s black jacket as she sprinted across the eastern grounds. Her boots crunched against the gravel path she used to sneak out of as a teenager—funny how some things never changed.Alarms blared behind her. The estate was alive with panic, lights flickering on across every wing. She could hear Travis shouting, security scrambling. She didn’t have much time.At the far end of the gardens, an old wrought-iron gate stood slightly ajar. She had disabled the motion sensors an hour before making her move. Her exit was meticulous. Planned to the last second.Just like the confrontation that awaited her.She didn’t run to safety.She ran home.Twenty Minutes Later — Saavedra Downtown PenthouseThe elevator dinged softly as it reached the top floor.Kim stepped out into the quiet of the Saavedra penthouse—the private home her mother had retreated to once she left the estate.

Chapter 6: Dinner at Dusk“We need to start somewhere,” Travis said quietly, stopping beside her. “What’s the most damning piece we have?”Kourtney scrolled through the files, her eyes catching on a series of emails between FRGR board members discussing “Project Helix” — a covert operation designed to sabotage rival companies and cover up environmental disasters caused by their factories.“This,” she said, pointing to a line where one executive wrote, “The Saavedra name must remain untarnished at any cost. If necessary, sacrifices will be made.”Travis’s jaw tightened. “Sacrifices... That could explain everything. The fires, the threats, even Kim’s disappearance.”Kourtney nodded, swallowing hard. “It’s worse than we thought. This isn’t just corporate greed — it’s criminal.”They spent hours cross-referencing documents, piecing together a timeline of events. The more they uncovered, the clearer it became that FRGR’s influence stretched deep into the government, the media, and law enfo

Chapter 8: Forged in FireOur lips met again—this time with a fierce intensity born from shared pain and hope.As dawn broke, I knew the fight ahead would be brutal, but for the first time in a long while, I felt ready.Because I wasn’t alone.The weight of the night pressed heavily on my shoulders as I sat beside Travis in the quiet corner of the estate’s vast library. The secrets we’d uncovered felt like a tidal wave, threatening to swallow us whole. Yet, amid the chaos, there was one constant—him.Travis’s eyes, sharp and steady, flicked between the glowing laptop screen and me. “You okay?” His voice was low, soft—an anchor in the storm.I nodded, but inside, my heart was a mess. All these weeks, we’d fought side by side against shadows, but now, something more fragile stirred between us. The late-night talks, the small smiles, the brush of hands—those moments felt electric, like fire catching dry wood.“You know,” I said, breaking the silence, “I never thought I’d find someone I c