All Chapters of The Wife He Threw Away : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

141 Chapters

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-ONE_ EVA’S POV

“Because we’re about to test it.” Margot’s words lingered in the air long after she finished speaking. I didn’t move. Didn’t react. I simply watched the officers in the mansion. The shift was subtle, but unmistakable. Staff who had once moved with quiet efficiency now scattered. Their movements were now sharper, more uncertain. The house felt different. Tighter. Smaller. They were moving faster than expected. I turned slightly, my gaze sweeping across the entrance, taking in every detail— every face, every movement. “Make sure no one interferes with them,” I said calmly to Camilla, who looked like she had seen better days. “And have someone present at all times. I want to know exactly what they’re doing.” “Yes, ma’am.” I stepped forward, re-entering the house as if nothing had shifted at all. As if I still held control over every inch of it. Because I did. Or I should have. The officers moved with purpose, ignoring the quiet authority I carried through the sp

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-TWO_ LUCIAN’S POV

By the time I returned to the mansion, the air had changed again. Not in a way anyone unfamiliar with the house would notice, but the change was there. The police were still present, and from the look of things, they were already wrapping up. Some of them stood near the entrance, while others moved through the halls with purpose. The staff kept their distance, speaking in lower tones, stepping carefully as if the wrong movement might draw attention. It was almost orderly. Almost. “Mr. Dhark,” one of the officers approached as I stepped inside. “We’re continuing the investigation into the incident at the event.” “I’m aware,” I stated. He nodded, professional. “We’ll try to keep disruption minimal.” He said, in an attempt to reassure me. “That won’t be necessary,” I replied. “Do what you need to.” I didn’t wait for a response. My gaze moved past him immediately, and landed on the blonde woman standing further in. Margot Sinclair. She was speaking to someone

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY THREE_ LUCIAN’S POV

“Let’s start again.” I didn’t raise my voice. The doctor stepped forward when I gestured to him, composed as any good medical professional. He greeted me first, then glanced at Eva, waiting for direction that wasn’t hers to give. “Doctor,” I said, my tone even, “you’ll be conducting a routine evaluation.” Eva let out a quiet breath that almost sounded like a laugh. “This is unnecessary,” she disagreed. “I already have a doctor.” I didn’t look at her when I spoke. “I’m aware.” “I’m not comfortable being examined by someone else.” She stated. “You’re not being examined— not yet,” I replied calmly. “You’re simply being asked questions.” I watched her jaw tighten. For a moment, she said nothing. Then she leaned back slightly, folded her hands together in front of her, like she was trying to regain control. “Fine,” she said, then turned her attention to the doctor. “Ask.” The doctor nodded once and began. “When was your last menstrual cycle?” Eva answered.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FOUR_ LUCIAN’S POV

“Start talking.” She didn’t. At least not immediately. Eva stood where she was, her posture rigid, her breathing uneven enough for me to notice, even though she was trying to hide it. Her eyes searched mine—not for comfort, not for understanding—but for information. Typical. How much did I know? More than enough. “You’re overreacting,” she said finally, her voice steadier this time. “This is unnecessary.” When she saw that I wasn’t responding, she moved closer to me. “This is stress,” she continued, softening her voice. “After everything that’s happened—of course things look worse than they are.” “You lied about being pregnant.” The words cut through everything else. Eva stopped for a moment, and swallowed. “You don’t know that.” She said, her jaw tightening. I let out a quiet breath, more disbelief than anything else. She really thought this would hold. “Then perhaps I should call the doctor back in for an ultrasound.” Silence pressed in around u

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FIVE_ CLAIRE’S POV

I woke up later than I intended. For a moment, I didn’t move. I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, letting the quiet of the apartment settle around me. My body felt better than it had yesterday—stronger, but not fully steady. There was still a slight delay between my intention to move and actual movement, like I had to remind myself how to function normally. My mind, on the other hand, hadn’t slowed down at all. It went straight back to court. Every argument, every response, every look across the room. I pushed myself up carefully, reaching for my phone on the bedside table. There were already messages waiting. One from a colleague at Sinclair & Co. I opened it at once. Updates, exactly as I had expected. Virex Holdings was pushing back harder than we had anticipated. Their legal team had already begun restructuring their approach, tightening their arguments. Media coverage was expanding—headlines multiplying, narratives shifting. Some focused on the cas

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SIX_ MARGOT’S POV

I didn’t slow down. Once one call ended, and another began almost immediately after. Instructions moved quickly, cleanly, and without repetition. “Status?” A brief pause on the other end. “Still under investigation.” “Good. Keep it that way.” I ended the call before there was anything else to add. I was too busy for anything unnecessary. My desk was already arranged—files aligned, notes marked, timelines mapped out with perfect precision. The crash that had almost been fatal, the incident in the hospital, Claire’s report. Eva needed to be brought to justice. And fast. My gaze rested on Claire’s infertility report for a second longer than necessary. Dr. Ramon. I had requested a meeting. He had stubbornly refused. What he didn’t know was that even more stubborn than he was, especially when it involved cases like this. I closed the file and reached for my keys. Refusal didn’t end conversations, it simply redirected them. — The hospital parking lot

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SEVEN_ LUCIAN’S POV

I woke up to complete silence— and too early besides. It wasn’t the controlled, structured quiet of the mansion. No, this was different. It felt empty. It felt unfamiliar. For a moment, I didn’t move. I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling, letting the stillness settle whilst trying to place where I was. Then it came back. The argument. The confrontation. Eva. I exhaled slowly, pushing myself upright. I hadn’t gone back to the mansion. I couldn’t. — The drive to Dhark Holdings was automatic and a blur. The city moved around me in its usual rhythm, but I barely registered any of it. My focus stayed inward, on a loop I couldn’t seem to shut off. Eva’s voice. Her hesitation— the moment it all cracked. It replayed in my mind with bitter precision. Not distorted, not even exaggerated. Exactly as it happened. And that was the problem. Because the more I went over it, the clearer it became. And the more I could literally taste bile in my mouth. It w

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-EIGHT_ CLAIRE’S POV

I didn’t just ease into work. By the time the city had fully settled into its rhythm, I was already at my desk, with files open and notes spread out in front of me. The new office still felt unfamiliar in small ways—the layout, the lighting, the quiet hum of a space that now belonged to me—but I didn’t dwell on it. There wasn’t time for that. After the last hearing, after everything that had shifted—especially Nathaniel’s firm stepping in on the opposing side—there was only one direction left to move. Forward. And faster. The room reflected it. Focused. Quiet. Controlled. My attention stayed fixed on the documents in front of me—financial records, contract breakdowns, liability chains mapped out across multiple pages. I moved between them with intent, tracing connections, checking figures, cross-referencing timelines. Something wasn’t right. I paused, eyes narrowing slightly as I went over the same section again. Virex Holdings. The safety compliance reports

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-NINE_ LUCUAN’S POV

The moment I stepped into Sinclair & Co., the shift was immediate. It always was. I noticed Conversations dip just slightly. Heads turned—not openly, but enough. Recognition moved through the space— immediate, but subtle. I was a familiar face. And after the last couple of months—after the legal battle between Claire and I, the media coverage—there was no walking into a place like this unnoticed. But I didn’t acknowledge it.Didn’t slow down to give it anything. My focus stayed fixed ahead as I moved through the corridor, past glass walls and muted voices, straight toward the one office that mattered— Claire’s. The lady at the reception had informed me that she now had one of her own. Impressive. I should have come sooner. The thought sat in my chest like a sharp ache; unwelcome, but precise. I ignored it. I reached the door soon enough. Then I opened it— And stopped. Claire. Nathaniel. Close. Too close. The space between them wasn’t distance.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY_ LUCIAN’S POV

The drive back felt longer than it should have. Not because of traffic. Not because of the distance between Sinclair&co and the mansion. But because my mind wouldn’t stay still. I kept seeing it. Claire. And Nathaniel. The way she hadn’t pulled away instinctively like she did when Richard Langford held her inappropriately a few years ago. This time, she just let Nathaniel kiss her. No confusion, no hesitation. It hadn’t been a mistake. It had been a choice. My grip tightened slightly on the steering wheel before I forced it to relax. That shouldn’t have mattered. But it did. I let out a slow breath, fixing my eyes on the road ahead again. What I was feeling wasn’t just anger. Not the kind I was used to. It was something quieter, something less familiar. Something that didn’t settle no matter how I tried to compartmentalize it. Something that lingered. I didn’t have a name for it, but I understood what it meant. My thoughts shifted without my permiss

...

10 11 12 13 14 15

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP