All Chapters of The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back): Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

421 Chapters

Caught on Camera

MARY'S POV:The sharp, accusing words lingered heavily in the cold air of the room, leaving a deep and uncomfortable silence in their wake."Wait, is that Vesper? So she never actually got married? She just became someone's mistress and brought his wife right along to the hospital?"The loud question seemed to bounce off the thin walls of the private hospital room, settling over all of us like a heavy blanket. I stood back and watched the immediate reaction spread across every single face in the space. The young man who had blurted it out was practically buzzing with excitement. He had his mobile phone held up high in his right hand, his eyes locked onto Vesper as if he had just stumbled upon a massive pot of gold. Outside in the hallway, the small crowd of onlookers pressed themselves even closer to the open doorway, their personal shame completely forgotten in their rush to see a real scandal unfold.I watched Vesper's face transform in real time.For one short second, her carefully

The Hospital Uproar

MARY'S POV:Even with that one phone smashed on the floor, at least five other people were standing near the door streaming the whole thing live. The bright screens kept flashing, the comment sections kept scrolling, and the video of the fight was already saved online forever. The blue-haired teenager did not even care about his broken phone; he simply reached into his back pocket, pulled out a second device, and pointed it right back at the bed with a huge, victorious grin on his face.The room devolved into pure noise and chaos.People began pushing and shoving against one another near the threshold, their voices rising into an overwhelming wall of sound. The young streamer kept trying to push his way closer to the bed, extending his arm like he was holding a weapon. Alistair threw his shoulder forward to block the doorway, using his body to shield Vesper from the lenses. Behind them, Beatrice was yelling at the top of her voice, though her words were lost in the noise. A helpless n

The Unexpected Twist

MARY'S POV:A sudden, loud noise boomed out from the main hallway.The heavy sound of security personnel hitting their plastic shields against the wall echoed down the corridor, drowning out my voice. The hospital security team had finally arrived at the fourth floor, their heavy boots stepping firmly on the floor tiles as they barked out loud orders. Within two minutes, the guards began grabbing people by their arms and clearing the room. The blue-haired teenager was pulled backward out the door while still yelling at his phone screen, and the rest of the crowd was pushed out right behind him, their camera lights flickering until the door was cleared.In the rush to empty the space, several glass flower vases and paper food containers sitting on the side tables were knocked onto the floor. Water splashed across the clean tiles, mixing with crushed flower petals and broken glass. A big bundle of red roses sat ruined under a heavy boot print near the wall, and an open lunch box had spi

The Baby Bombshell

MARY'S POV:Alistair squeezed his eyes shut and pulled his eyebrows together in frustration. His face was pale, and he looked completely exhausted and confused by how fast the night had turned on him. He kept his fists balled up at his sides, his knuckles totally white."Mom, how can you possibly say something so cruel right now?" he asked, his voice strained and angry. "Vesper has millions of fans who care about her. If everyone is suddenly turning their backs on her tonight, there has to be a real reason for it. This is not the time for you to be kicking her while she is down."Beatrice turned her head and stared at her son like he was a total stranger.Her eyes went wide, her mouth set in a hard line, and her body went rigid. I saw the absolute shock on her face as she realized just how far gone her own son really was."Have you completely lost your mind?" she asked, her voice dropping into a hard, dangerous tone. "You are going to regret every single word that just came out of you

The Pregnancy Reveal

MARY'S POV:The single word hung suspended in the chilled air of the hospital room like an explosive device waiting for the fuse to burn down."Congratulations!"The young nurse’s smile was wide, open, and completely genuine. She was utterly oblivious to the absolute disaster of a situation she had just walked into. She held out a white plastic clipboard, the sheets of paper clipped to it rustling softly in the quiet room. Her eyes were bright with the kind of innocent excitement that usually came with delivering good news to waiting families. Her light blue uniform was neatly pressed, and her plastic hospital badge glittered under the overhead fluorescent lights. She looked as though she had just come straight from a different floor, a happy place where the news of a new life was met with joyful tears, warm hugs, and celebratory phone calls.She had no idea that she had just stepped directly into a total war zone.Beatrice stood completely still, staring at the nurse in absolute

Beyond Forgiveness

MARY'S POV: I watched the expression on her face change second by second. The intense anger that had been driving her all night slowly drained away, replaced by something far worse. It was a look of deep, crushing grief. Her hands began to shake violently, the pages fluttering in her tight grip like dry leaves in a windstorm. Her eyes darted back and forth across the black text, reading the same lines over and over again, as if she were desperately praying that the words would somehow magically change into something else. Out of every single person standing in this room, she was taking the news the hardest. A deep, dull ache began to rise inside my chest. It had absolutely nothing to do with Alistair anymore. I had already accepted the brutal truth that my husband was completely lost to me. The man I had married years ago was long gone, replaced by a cold, selfish stranger who just happened to wear his face. The deep ache in my heart was entirely for Beatrice. This was the wom

Choosing Myself

MARY'S POV:Vesper sniffled loudly, her dark eyes swimming with fresh tears. A single, dramatic tear spilled over her eyelashes and tracked down her pale cheek, catching the harsh light of the room. "But those terrible people outside said such awful things about us," she whimpered, pulling her chin down. "If this whole thing blows up on the news tomorrow, is it not going to ruin your company's reputation?""I will take care of the press," Alistair promised her in a quiet, smooth voice that was meant to settle her down. "Just stop crying right now. You are going to ruin your pretty face if you keep making that expression."Vesper shot him a tiny, playful glare from beneath her wet eyelashes and reached out to tug gently on his jacket sleeve. "I do not look ugly even when I am crying!"The exchange was sickeningly familiar. It was flirting, plain and simple, full of the sort of easy, comfortable teasing that only exists between two people who have been intimately involved for a very

The Unexpected Arrival

MARY'S POV:Beatrice turned her head and glared at her son, her eyes burning with a deep, furious rage. She looked like she was ready to pick her heavy handbag up off the floor and beat him across the face with it all over again. Her voice was shaking violently when she finally spoke."Whose child is this, Alistair?"She pulled in a sharp, ragged breath, her chest heaving up and down under her blouse. I could see the painful struggle written across her face, the wild fight going on inside her between wanting to scream at her son and wanting to protect me from any more pain. She suddenly raised her hand, cutting him off before he could open his mouth to answer."No," she said, her voice dropping into a harsh whisper. "Shut your mouth. Do not say another word."Instead of listening to him, she turned away from her son entirely, stepped right up to my side, and wrapped her strong arm tightly around my shoulders. Her grip was protective and firm, the fierce embrace of a mother shield

A New Resolve

MARY'S POV:The wooden door was slammed wide open against the wall, and I stood there watching the blue-haired livestreamer walk right back into the private hospital room as if he owned the entire building.The young man who had started all the commotion just thirty minutes ago, the very same teenager whose primary phone Alistair had smashed to pieces across the hard tile floor, strode across the threshold with a massive grin stretched across his face. He kept both of his hands tucked casually into his hooded sweatshirt pockets, his head tilted back with total confidence, and his dark eyes sparkling with wicked delight. He looked exactly like a cat that had managed to corner a helpless mouse, his whole body practically shaking with loud, unfiltered joy.He gave us a smug little smile and said in a loud voice, "Hey, nobody can kick me out of this room now. My older sister just got transferred directly to the empty bed right against the wall! Go ahead and keep arguing with each other

My Way Out

MARY'S POV: I could see the tiny red recording light flashing on the back of his phone, and I noticed the clever angle he was holding the device at to make sure the camera captured everything happening near Vesper's bed. The wide camera lens was pointed straight at her pale face, perfectly positioned to capture every single tear, every word, and every furious glance. He was lying through his teeth, and he knew for a fact that every person in the room knew it. Vesper opened her mouth to snap at him, a mean insult clearly forming on the tip of her tongue. But before she could get a single word out of her throat, I turned around on my heel and slipped right out the open door into the hallway. The long hospital corridor was surprisingly quiet now, the chaotic crowd from earlier having completely cleared out. The long fluorescent light strips humming overhead threw a cool, harsh glow over the shiny floor tiles. From far down the hallway, I could hear the quiet murmur of nurses talkin

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