The 10-Million Dollars Divorce: My Missing Wife, Her Hidden Pregnancy, and My Regret의 모든 챕터: 챕터 81 - 챕터 90

Dr. Mitchell (Max)’s POVEach time I visited, she would hand me those small, carefully made sweets. Modestly sweet, simply wrapped. They reflected her perfectly—gentle, humble, and sincere.Some part of me wished they were meant for me.But that hope was quickly, quietly crushed.She told me they were made for someone else—someone she loved. The best one would be wrapped carefully for him, and the rest, she would give to me. That was probably how it had always been.Years later, when Hannah’s marriage was announced, I learned that the person she had been baking for during her student days was her husband—Ethan Harrison.I never told her this, but having served the Jefferson family for so many years, and with my father’s history tied to them, I had secretly hoped that a proposal might one day reach me instead. That our paths might intersect in a different way.I understood that a union between the Jeffersons and the Harrisons was largely political. I had never cared for marriages

Ethan’s POVAs Linda’s true nature became more and more exposed, my regret grew heavier with each passing day. The images she had shown me, screenshots of Hannah transferring large sums of money into an overseas account in her own name. The DNA test results that claimed the child Hannah gave birth to wasn’t biologically mine.Back then, I’d accepted all of it as undeniable physical evidence. I never questioned it. But now, after seeing how cold and manipulative Linda really was, those so-called proofs started to feel off.They were almost too perfect.So perfect that they felt unnatural. I couldn’t shake the feeling that they’d been carefully manufactured by someone behind the scenes.If it was Linda, she’d do anything. She’d tell any lie, go to any length, if it meant driving Hannah out.Once that thought took root, I couldn’t stop it.Even after hiring the investigator again, Hannah was still nowhere to be found. Every time I heard the same report—no leads, no progress—the wei

Ethan’s POV“Stop. Stop the car right now!”My sudden shout made the driver jerk upright, his shoulders tensing. In the rearview mirror, I caught a glimpse of his face. He looked confused, and a little shaken.“Huh? Right now…? I’m sorry, sir,” he said quickly. “This is a single-lane road, and there’s a car right on our tail. I can’t stop suddenly here.”He pointed at the rearview mirror. A vehicle was practically glued to us, and the road was too narrow for it to pass. There was nowhere to pull over. No matter how frantic I felt, the car kept moving forward. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched the woman and the two children on the opposite side of the road grow smaller and smaller.The car went on for another five hundred meters or so before the driver finally found a safe spot to pull over. By then, the mother and children were gone.I got out and looked around, but all I saw was the quiet scenery of a resort town. Sunlight, trees, empty streets. The woman and the children w

Ethan’s POVAs soon as I got back, I made sure no one was around before calling the detective agency. The voice on the other end sounded cautious, almost wary.That was understandable. Over the past five years, I’d asked them more than once to look for Hannah.“This is about the case we discussed earlier,” I said. “I want you to restart the search for Hannah Jefferson.”“Yes… of course,” the investigator replied carefully. “But, sir, as you know, the previous searches didn’t turn up any—”I cut him off before he could finish.“This time, I want you to focus on resort areas in East Coast. I was there recently on a site visit and saw someone who looked almost exactly like her. I want everything. Whether she’s safe. How she’s living now. Whether she has children, their ages, and her current family situation. I don’t care how small the detail is. And this is critical. My wife must not find out. All reports come directly to me.”There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end of

The change after Steven returned to headquarters was obvious to everyone. Linda immediately saw him as a threat to her authority and started trying to undermine his work by any means she could.She withheld information about key meetings, failed to circulate materials, and pulled other petty moves that felt less like management and more like bullying. But Steven didn’t back down. He stayed closely connected not just with me, but with the board and the staff as well, and calmly worked around every obstruction she threw his way.Whenever Linda started making unreasonable demands or lashing out at employees, Steven stepped in. From then on, whenever staff had to report to her, they made sure Steven was present. If Linda crossed the line with excessive demands or inappropriate remarks, Steven responded coolly, using data and logic to push back.One day, a junior member of the planning team was giving a presentation to Linda.“This is pointless,” she said coldly after barely glancing at