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Sabrina Miller stared at Elena Jennings in shock. She couldn't believe that the woman who'd held the title of Mrs. Fischer for six years would suddenly offer to step aside.Elena's tone was flat when she added, "Since everyone prefers you, I'll make it easy. Just have Lucas sign the papers. Once the divorce is finalized, I'll leave."This time, she wasn't going to repeat the same mistake. She wasn't going to keep being the Mrs. Fischer everyone overlooked.Sabrina traced the rim of her cup with her fingertip as her brows drew together. "Elena, what exactly are you trying to pull?"Watching the shifting emotions play out on Sabrina's face, Elena calmly replied, "I'm not trying to pull anything. I'm just done.""Do you have any idea how many women out there covet your position?"Elena held her gaze without blinking. "I do. That's why I'm giving it to you."Sabrina's expression faltered.She studied the agreement for a long moment before finally reaching for it. "Well, if you're g

On the first day Sabrina moved in, she began directing the maids to rearrange the living room."This couch feels too dark," she said lightly, brushing her slender fingers over the leather before turning to Lucas with a soft smile. "Lucas, why don't we switch to something in cream?"Lucas didn't even blink. He simply turned to the housekeeper, Martha Yates, and said, "Do as she suggests."Elena stood at the bend of the staircase and watched as the workers carried out the couch she'd so carefully chosen just six months ago.Benjamin and Charlotte trailed behind Sabrina like shadows, excitedly pointing at everything. "Ms. Miller, this throw pillow should go too. Mom picked it out. It's so ugly!"Sabrina gently ruffled their hair. "Alright. We'll replace it."Elena's hands clenched briefly before relaxing again.She'd made those pillowcases herself while she was pregnant, stitching them by hand and filling them with hypoallergenic stuffing because the children's skin was so sensitiv

The pain tore straight through Elena's chest. She pressed her hand against her heart and stood there for a long moment, trying to steady herself while the tears kept coming.Just then, her phone started ringing. It was the airline calling to confirm her ticket details."Ms. Jennings, your one-way ticket to Yewton has been issued. Would you like to select a seat?""A window seat, please. Thank you," she answered, wiping away the tears before her voice could betray her.She'd just ended the call when the hospital room door opened.Lucas walked in, composed as ever. His suit was immaculate, his posture straight, and his cuffs aligned down to the millimeter."Who were you on the phone with?" he asked evenly.Elena put her phone away. "A friend."He didn't press further. He simply stood at the foot of the bed, looking down at her. "There was a bit of a misunderstanding last time. Sabrina was the one who gave the children mango juice."His tone remained neutral, as if he were discus

The whispers weren't subtle. Elena heard every word."I went to university with Mr. Fischer and Ms. Miller," a man in a tailored suit said under his breath. "Back then, the way he treated her was intense. He was basically one step away from proposing before graduation.""No wonder," someone beside him replied. "First love is first love. Wife or not, she's still the one that matters.""And what did all her scheming to marry into the family even get her?" another person added, casting a dismissive glance at Elena. "She gave him kids and still couldn't win his heart. I'd say she's going to spend the rest of her life alone."Elena stood there quietly. It felt as if her heart had turned to ice. It was heavy and dull, but it no longer seemed to hurt.She took a deep breath and walked toward the elevator.Just as the doors were about to close, a hand slipped between them.Sabrina stepped inside in her high heels, perfectly composed, her red lips curved in a faint smile."The divorce w

Elena arrived in Yewton. The city was unfamiliar, but that unfamiliarity gave her a sense of security she hadn't felt in years.After spending half a month surveying locations carefully, she rented a storefront on a quiet street in the older part of town and opened a small bookstore called "Books by Elena".The store wasn't too spacious, but it had excellent natural lighting.She spent three months renovating it, transforming the once-worn interior into a warm and inviting reading space.The rainy season in Yewton stretched long. One afternoon, Elena stood by the glass door, watching the steady curtain of rain outside, when the wind chime at the entrance rang."Welcome," she said instinctively as she turned.She froze when she saw who was standing there.A tall man held a black umbrella, rainwater dripping from its edges onto the floor. In his arms was a little girl around five or six years old, her hair tied into two small braids as she pressed shyly against his chest."Do you