All Chapters of Be Mine Again, Dear Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

154 Chapters

001 | The Weight Of Sadness

“Name your price. How much would you accept to divorce Malakai and get lost?"Harper stared at the tall, fair-skinned woman in a snug-fitting red dress standing before her. She looked out of place in the large supermarket, dressed like someone who belonged on the runway."Excuse me?" Harper said, her voice soft but steady.The woman smiled as she lifted her sunglasses, inspecting Harper the way one would examine an item they were deciding whether to discard."You heard me," she said, blowing invisible dust off the lens before sliding it back on. "Let's not make things complicated."Harper's heart thudded hard. She shifted slightly, angling the stroller closer to her body. Her six-month-old son slept peacefully inside, blissfully unaware of the tension simmering in the air."I think you have me confused with someone else," Harper replied. "Please go on your way."She turned the stroller, already moving to leave. She didn't want a scene. She was too tired for one."Harper." The w

002 | Tired Of Pretending

“Mummy, does Daddy hate us?" Malakai was just stepping out of his room when those words stopped him cold. A hollow pit gnawed through his stomach. He'd never wanted to be such a terrible father. "No, honey. Don't say that," Harper said, stroking Summer's hair. "Then why didn't Daddy come home last night? I even made him presents," Summer asked, her voice laced with both curiosity and a deep sadness. It made Harper's heart ache. "You can still give it to him today when we get back, baby," she said, pulling in her five-year-old for a hug. "Summer." They both looked up at the sound of the deep, authoritative voice that had just spoken. Malakai stood by the doorway of their daughter's room, dressed in a crisp black suit. Summer shrank closer to her mother, and he balled his hands into fists, his chest tightening. What have I done? He thought, feeling sick to his stomach. "Can you come over here for a second, sweetheart?" he said, and Summer exchanged bewildered glances with her

003 | All In

"Are you sure about this, Harp?" Anne asked her best friend through the phone. She had known Harper since childhood and had stood by her through everything. The hit-and-run that took her adopted parents. The depression that followed. The justice that never came because the driver was protected by wealth."Yes, I'm sure. I want a divorce. On my own terms," Harper replied firmly. "I want it done as soon as possible.""Fine. I will prepare everything right away. Take care, Harp."The line went dead, and Harper exhaled, feeling like a heavy weight had just been lifted off her shoulders.She stood in the corner of the garden where the memorial was being held, watching 'Maddie' and Malakai. They seemed to be deeply engrossed in a conversation. She no longer cared about what they were talking about. Her days as the wife of Malakai Blackwell were numbered. She had done enough.Straightening her shoulders, she turned and started to walk away, her head held high. Her phone vibrated, and

004 | How Could You?

"There she is. My princess!" Simon Hemsworth rose to his feet the moment he saw Harper. With hair streaked silver, piercing grey eyes, and an intimidating build that made most people uneasy, no one would have guessed how warm he could be. "It's okay to cry," he told her, and she let out a sob as he hugged her. They had met six years ago, at the hospital where she worked. She had saved his life that night. In the process, the truth had come out—she was his daughter, switched at birth with the maid's child. "I'm sorry," she croaked. He'd warned her. Over and over. That Malakai would make her unhappy. That love without respect would destroy her. He had even asked her to leave the marriage, promising to give her everything she needed in return. She had refused. And because of that choice, Harper had never truly lived as the heiress of the Hemsworth Group. She had chosen love instead. "So, what are you going to do after the divorce is finalized?" Simon asked his daughter a whi

005 | Fangless Viper

“Of course I won't miss the gala. No, Dad. You don't have to get me a dress," Harper said, her phone pressed to her ear, her cheeks stained pink. Her heels clicked softly against the polished floor as she crossed the lobby of Hemsworth General, her white coat folded neatly over her arm. The name badge clipped to her brown blazer caught the light when she stopped at the security desk.Dr. Harper Blackwell.Her fingers brushed the badge unconsciously as she stepped into the elevator, the doors sliding shut with a muted thud."Alright, Dad. See you later," she said, and the line went dead.Harper released a sigh, staring at the wall of the elevator, her thoughts clouding her mind.“Are we moving houses because Daddy doesn't love us anymore?”Summer's small voice echoed in her head.Harper had frozen then.“We're just changing places, sweetheart,” she'd finally said, stroking Summer's hair. "Sometimes adults need new beginnings."Summer had nodded, clearly unconvinced. Harper d

006 | The Target

Malakai didn't think. He dived for Harper, barely pulling her down in time for the bullet to whizz past the exact spot her head had been. Screams tore through the air as the bullet struck metal. His heart raced as he held Harper in his arms, his mind reeling. Another gunshot went off, and more chaos broke out. Still, he refused to move, shielding her with his body. A sharp pain lanced through his left arm, and he winced, holding her tight as a warm liquid seeped into the sleeve of his shirt. He regretted everything. Every lie he ever told. Every condescending word he ever uttered. Every pain he'd caused her. Now he would protect her with his life. No matter what. "Malakai." His breath caught in his throat when he heard her call his name, her voice calm. He could hear her heart going wild. So, he slowly pulled away enough to look into her eyes. The noise had reduced drastically. The shooting seemed to have ceased as well. He swallowed past the lump in his throat, hating himself f

007 | Not Over

Harper straightened her spine, giving him a small, steady smile as she met his worried gaze. She couldn't afford to crumble there. Especially not with someone watching. "I'm really alright now," she replied. She gently pulled her hand from his grip. "Thank you, Dr. Argent. I just... needed a moment." Tyson searched her face for a long second, clearly unconvinced, but he stepped back and nodded. "If you need anything—anything at all—you know where to find me." Harper gave him a polite nod and slipped out of the elevator. Her heels clicked sharply against the polished corridor tiles as she made her way towards Storage Room 4B, her heart still hammering from the earlier chaos. The hallway was too quiet after the pandemonium downstairs. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead. She paused outside the unmarked door, her hand hovering over the handle as she braced herself. Would the stranger still be waiting? Taking a deep breath, she pushed the door open. It was empty. Her eyes drop

008 | One Day

The moment Harper shut the door, Summer's squeal pierced through the air. "Daddy!" Summer flew down the stairs in her pink pajamas, her bare feet slapping against the floor. She launched herself at Malakai's legs, her arms wrapping around his thigh like a koala. "You came! You really came!" Malakai dropped to one knee instantly, scooping her up into his arms. His face softened in a way Harper had almost forgotten was possible, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Of course I came, princess," he murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "It's your birthday. I wouldn't miss it for anything." Summer giggled, hugging his neck so tightly his suit jacket wrinkled. She pulled back just enough to beam at Harper over his shoulder. "Mummy! Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you! You let Daddy come!" Harper flashed her a small smile, her chest tight. "Happy birthday, baby." Summer wriggled free and started jumping in circles around Malakai's legs, clapping her hands. "W

009 | Where Is My Darling?

Maddison Snow stood in the opulent study of her father's sprawling estate, the late-afternoon sun slanting through the floor-to-ceiling windows and turning the marble floors into pools of gold. She kept her head bowed, her hands clasped in front of her cream silk dress, the same one she'd worn to the hospital fiasco. The photos had been everywhere for a few hours. Dramatic shots of her curled up on the lobby floor, her hand dramatically clutching her belly and photos where Malakai carried her like some tragic heroine. Eric Snow paced behind his massive mahogany desk, his phone still warm from the calls he'd made to every major tabloid editor in the city. His silver hair gleamed under the chandelier, but his expression was thunderous. "Do you have any idea how much that cost me?" he snapped. "Six figures to kill those pictures before they went viral. Six figures, Maddison. And for what? So the whole world could see my daughter playing damsel in distress in a public hospital?" Ma

010 | You Disgust Me

Summer's birthday party took place in the nearby private park the Blackwell family owned access to. Balloons bobbed against the late-afternoon sky, a small bounce house puffed in the corner, and the scent of grilled hot dogs and birthday cake lingered in the air. Harper had tried to keep her distance, but Summer had other plans. "Come play, Mummy! Daddy said we can do the sack race!" Summer's cheeks were flushed pink from running, her purple dress already stained by the grass at the hem. Theo was perched on Harper's hip, babbling enthusiastically, his tiny fists waving towards Malakai. Harper exhaled through her nose. "Fine. One game." Malakai's gaze darted to her, cautious, hopeful, and guilty all at once. He handed Summer the burlap sack and positioned himself beside Harper for the three-legged race version Summer had demanded. They tied their ankles together with a soft scarf Summer had chosen. The contact was minimal, but Harper felt every bit of it. Every brush of his power

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