The 10-Million Dollars Divorce: My Missing Wife, Her Hidden Pregnancy, and My Regret의 모든 챕터: 챕터 61 - 챕터 70

Ethan’s POVLinda told my parents that Hannah had betrayed me. That she had gotten pregnant by another man. That she had never truly wanted to be the heir’s wife in the Harrison family in the first place.And then, with tears in her eyes, she said she would never do something like that. That all she wanted was my happiness.My parents believed her.Little by little, their trust in Hannah collapsed completely. And because I believed Linda too, I ended up doing something unforgivable. I hurt Hannah deeply. I drove her away.At the time, I thought I was acting on the truth.But now, there was one thing I couldn’t forget.Not long after Hannah left, Linda became vice president of my company. And almost immediately after that, she orchestrated Steven’s reassignment.Steven wasn’t just an employee. He was my business partner. My closest friend. If someone accused me of mixing personal and professional relationships, I couldn’t deny it outright. But Steven and I knew how to draw lines

Ethan’s POV“That flower… Hannah used to love it.”We were stopped at a red light when a flower shop caught my eye. They specialized in gift arrangements. Hannah had always loved dahlias. She used to keep them in the living room.I had never told her this, but I always thought dahlias suited her perfectly. Their soft colors, their elegance, the quiet confidence in the way they bloomed.“Pull over for a moment,” I said. “I’ll be right back.”I had the driver stop and went into the shop, asking them to put together a bouquet of dahlias.“Welcome back, Mr. Harrison” the housekeeper said when I returned home. “Oh, what beautiful flowers.”“They’re from a business partner,” I replied casually. “Could you arrange them and place them by the front entrance?”“Of course.”I handed her the bouquet and watched as she took it away.I wanted to feel Hannah’s presence, even if only faintly, every time I walked through that door.—“Oh? These flowers…”“Good morning, Madam,” the housekeepe

Linda’s POVNot long after we started high school, my sister began stopping by the kitchen after classes to bake sweets.At first, I assumed she was making them for friends. But the frequency was strange. Too frequent. Then one day, I saw her intently searching for articles about overseas soccer, and everything clicked.The sweets weren’t for friends.They were for someone she liked.My sister had always gotten everything she wanted. She was born into comfort, doted on by everyone around her, never lacking a thing. Life had always bent to her will. And now, for the first time, there was something she truly wanted.I felt a surge of emotion I couldn’t suppress.I wanted to take it away.I wanted her to feel what it was like to want something and not be able to have it. To taste disappointment. To feel pain.Driven by that impulse, I followed her one afternoon after school.She was carrying a box of sweets, glancing around nervously as she entered a classroom. After making sure n

Linda’s POVEthan, the man I took from my sister’s first love, was undeniably handsome. But to me, he was nothing more than a sheltered, naïve rich boy who had never known the real world.Of course, from the outside, I probably looked the same. A privileged daughter from a wealthy family, living an elegant life. But between Hannah and me, there was an invisible line. She lived on one side of it, protected and adored. I lived on the other. I was drawn to men with ambition, hunger, and drive—men who wanted more, who clawed their way upward.Still, when I told my sister that I was dating Ethan, the shock on her face and the sadness she tried so hard to hide. It filled me with satisfaction. Knowing I had taken the future she wanted made me feel victorious.That feeling didn’t last.Not long after we started dating, I grew bored of Ethan. He was ordinary. Predictable. There was nothing about him that stirred me or held my interest.I told myself it wouldn’t matter anyway. Once we grad

Ethan’s POVFor my own safety, for the Harrison family’s reputation, and because I couldn’t bear to cause my parents any more trouble, I had no choice but to comply with Linda.The image she had carefully constructed—the devoted, self-sacrificing younger sister—had become unquestionable within the family. Everything revolved around that illusion now. I was trapped, forced to move exactly as she intended. Like a bird bound by a golden chain, outwardly secure but stripped of all freedom.Life with Hannah had been nothing like this.Hannah was gentle. Being with her brought me a sense of calm I had never questioned. At her side, my heart felt full. Safe. The life I chose with Linda had been justified as something necessary for the Harrison family, for the company, and above all, for my own conscience. I told myself it was the price I had to pay for believing Linda’s words and doubting Hannah.That was my greatest mistake.From the moment I failed to trust Hannah and allowed myself t