HIS RUIN: SCORNED WIFE STRIKES BACK のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 48

ELEANOR'S POV After the family dinner, the kitchen was a bustling mix of clinking plates as I worked through the dishes, humming softly to myself. It was a small moment of peace, but I welcomed it. Suddenly, the sound of small, eager footsteps disrupted my thoughts. “Auntie Eleanor!” I turned with a smile as Charles’ nephews ran into the kitchen. “Yes, sweetheart?” “Auntie Eleanor, do you have any of those cookies you made last time?” one of the boys asked, his face lighting up with excitement. “They were really delicious, but Mother said we shouldn’t take cookies from you anymore,” the eldest added, his tone hesitant. I raised an eyebrow, rolling my eyes internally. So, Victoria is trying to turn the kids against me too? “Why would she say that?” I asked, bending to their eye level, my voice gentle. The boys exchanged nervous glances, clearly torn. “Come on, I’m your Auntie. You can trust me,” I said, placing a hand over my chest dramatically and making a sad face. The e

I tilted my head, my gaze focused on Victoria, unblinking."You know, Victoria, it's funny you mention children."She folded her arms, a triumphant smirk spreading across her face."Oh, this should be good. Go on."I stepped closer, my voice dropping to a near whisper."IVF is not a secret anymore. I mean no offense, you know. Science is a wonderful thing, isn't it? Giving women in their forties the chance to finally have what they couldn't naturally."The slap came before I could finish my sentence.It was swift, sharp, and echoed through the kitchen like a gunshot.My head snapped to the side, my cheek stinging, but I didn't flinch or even raise my hand to my face.Instead, I laughed—a soft, chilling sound that sent a shiver down Victoria's spine."Touched a nerve, have I?" I murmured, straightening slowly.I turned my head to face her, my smile wide, making her uncomfortable. Her breathing was heavy, her face red with anger."Don't you dare bring IVF into this conversation again!"

CHARLES'S POVThe Mega Life Exclusive Club was a popular spot that Richard and I loved to hang out at after taking a break from our tight medical schedules. Nothing felt better than a nice drink with your pal and hot girls twerking on your joystick! The club was dimly lit, with neon lights flashing in hues of pink, blue, and green, casting a glow over everything inside. Pop music thumped loudly, reverberating through the floor. The air smelled of perfume, alcohol, and a faint hint of smoke. Tables lined the perimeter of the room, and a long, sleek bar stretched along one side. Richard and I sat in a booth near the stage, drinks in hand. I swirled my whiskey absentmindedly, my main focus on the stage—a raised platform in the center, surrounded by poles that sparkled under the lights. Sexy, curvy strippers twirled, spun, and twerked their juicy, round assets to the music, drawing cheers and applause from the crowd. The big guys made money rain on them, and the strippers danced eve

My outburst drew curious stares from nearby tables, but I couldn’t care less.I turned to Richard, my face covered with frustration and disbelief.“A spiritualist? What is this nonsense now?” I muttered, tossing my phone on the table.Richard leaned back, his arm still draped around Queen’s waist, a smirk playing on his lips.“Looks like your wife’s pulling out the big guns. Maybe she thinks you’re possessed or something.”I scoffed, rubbing my temples.“Possessed by what? She wants me to think that, and you know it, Richard. I’m not a child.”Monica giggled, running her fingers through my hair.“Maybe she’s just trying to save your soul, baby. You know, wives and their crazy ideas.”I glanced up at her, exasperated.“Save my soul? She’s the one driving me insane! You wouldn’t understand.”Monica pouted dramatically, leaning closer.“Poor thing. You should let me be your therapist. I promise I’ll make all your stress disappear.” She licked my ear.I smirked but waved her off, grabbing