บททั้งหมดของ The Beautiful Wife Of Mr Rowland : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Emily Pov Beep... beep... beep... Emily Carter’s eyes slowly opened to the sound of a steady beep. She looked up at the plain white ceiling. She was in a hospital. Her hand moved to her stomach. It felt flat — no more baby bump.She remembered just giving birth. Her heart started beating faster. But there was a smile on her face. " where is my baby?" She said softly "Good that you’re awake,” A voice said sharply. Before she could respond, a check was throw on her. “Now take this and never appear in front of me again” the voice added. Emily gasped and looked up, startled. There, standing by her bedside, was Charles Grey—her fiancé. But the Charles she saw wasn’t the man she knew. His eyes burned with hate and annoyance, like she had done something unforgivable. She’d never seen him look at her this way before. " What are you saying, Charles?" she asked, her voice quivering with confusion as she tried to sit up, ignoring the dull ache that shot through her body. "We just we

With that, she turned and walked up the stairs.Her legs felt heavy, but her heart was set.She went into her room — the same room she had cried in, dreamed in, worked hard in. Without wasting time, she grabbed a bag and began packing. Just the clothes she needed, her documents, and what little money she had left.Not much… but enough to get away. She looked around the room one last time.“I’d rather sleep on the street with beggars than stay under this roof,” she whispered.Then she walked back downstairs with her bag in hand. Her father stood at the bottom of the stairs, arms crossed.“If you walk out that door, don’t ever come back,” he said without emotion. Emily didn’t even look at him. Emily walked for a while with her bag in hand, her mind spinning. She didn’t know where she was going, but she couldn’t stay on the street all night. Her hands were cold, and her feet ached, but her pride wouldn’t let her turn back. She took out her phone and hesitated. Then she dialed the

The car ride was quiet.Emily and Denovon sat in the back seat, both staring out their windows as the driver took smooth turns through the city streets. There was no awkwardness — just silence, the kind that didn’t need to be filled with words.Suddenly, Emily’s phone buzzed in her bag. She pulled it out and saw Valentina’s name.She answered.“Hey, Val.”“Hey girl,” Valentina’s voice came through, a little rushed. “Quick one — can you help me grab a few things from the mall? I’m stuck at work, still catching up, and the mall will probably close before I’m done. I will come and pick it from you early in the morning."Emily glanced at her watch. “Sure, just send me the list.”“You’re the best! I’ll text it right now. I owe you big time!”Emily smiled a little. “You already do.”They both chuckled before ending the call.She turned to Denovon, her voice soft. “Um… would it be okay if you dropped me off at the mall instead? It’s just a quick errand for a friend.”Denovon nodded

The front door opened with a soft creak as Evelyn stepped into the living room, still shaken, her eyes red and puffy. Her makeup was smudged from the tears she had been crying all the way home. Her mother, Mrs. Carter, looked up from the couch, frowning. “Evelyn? What happened to you?” Evelyn dropped her purse to the floor and walked slowly toward them like a wounded child. “Mom… Dad… you won’t believe what Emily did to me today.” Mr. Carter turned off the TV and looked at her seriously. “What happened?” “She… she pushed me,” Evelyn said, sniffling as she sat down, “in front of everyone at the mall. I tried to talk to her nicely… I even called her sis. But she screamed at me and pushed me to the ground!” Mrs. Carter gasped. “She did what?!” “She caused a big scene, Mom. She slapped Julie hard in public. Everyone was staring at us like we were criminals. And when I tried to defend her… she acted like I was her enemy.” “Unbelievable,” Mr. Carter muttered. “That girl has

Emily stepped into the tall glass building of Rowland Corporation, her mind fully focused on the big presentation ahead. She clutched her file tightly and took a deep breath. I can’t mess this up. She walked straight to the elevator, her heels clicking softly on the floor. When the doors slid open, she stopped in her tracks. Denovon. He stood there alone, looking sharp in a tailored black suit, one hand in his pocket. His expression was unreadable, but calm—like always. He glanced up and saw her frozen at the door. “You coming in?” he asked in that cool voice. Emily snapped out of it, embarrassed. “Oh, uh… yes.” She quickly stepped inside, standing beside him but not too close. “Good morning,” she said politely, voice low. “Morning,” he replied, without looking at her. Silence filled the elevator, heavy but not uncomfortable. Emily tried to act normal, but inside, she was wondering a million things. What is he doing here? Is he just visiting? A meeting maybe? No… why