Todos os capítulos de His Unwanted Wife (Billionaire's regret): Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Five years ago, Selin married Noah Miller, the heir to a vast tycoon empire. It was an arrangement born of duty, orchestrated by Noah’s grandmother and Selin’s mother, who had served the Miller family as a maid for decades.Tonight marked their fifth anniversary. Selin sat alone in the restaurant of the Vista Hotel, the very place Noah had promised to meet her. The table was spread with his favorite dishes, untouched and growing cold. Though the marriage had been forced upon her, Selin had honored her vows with quiet grace. She was the perfect, obedient wife—managing the household single-handedly and enduring his coldness with a stoic heart. Over the years, her duty had blossomed into a secret, fragile love. She lived by the mantra that love is patient, hoping that one day, his icy exterior would finally thaw.By 10:00 PM, a violent thunderstorm raged outside, lightning flashing against the floor-to-ceiling windows. Selin clutched her phone, praying for a single message. A heavy si

The hospital hallways smelled of sterile salt and panic. Noah paced the floor outside the emergency wing, his expensive suit stained with Rach’s blood and the grime of the road. His hands trembled—not from the cold, but from the terror of losing the only woman he had ever truly wanted.Behind the double doors, doctors worked frantically on Rach. Noah stood like a sentinel, deaf to the world around him, until the heavy sound of an ambulance siren wailed outside, followed by the frantic shouting of paramedics."Female, mid-twenties, blunt force trauma, massive blood loss! She’s fading fast!"Noah didn't even turn his head as a gurney rushed past him. He didn't notice the pale, bloodied hand hanging limply off the side of the bed. He didn't see the tattered remains of the dress he had seen just hours ago in his office.It was only when his driver, who had followed the ambulance, stumbled into the hallway that the silence broke."Sir..." the driver gasped, his face ashen. "They... they

The confrontation happened in the cold, gray light of the morning. Selin stood in the center of the living room, her shadow long and thin against the floor.“Noah,” she said, her voice a hauntingly calm thread in the silence. “If I asked for a divorce... would you sign the papers?”Noah’s eyes darkened, a flinty, abyssal black as if a devil within him were slowly awakening. For five years, he had been the one shoving divorce papers in her face, and for five years, Selin had torn them to shreds, weeping and begging for another chance. He never imagined the words would ever leave her lips.What is wrong with her? he asked himself, his ego stung by her sudden composure. But his inner arrogance told him this was just another one of her desperate pranks to get his attention.“Yeah,” he replied with a cruel, careless shrug. “I would.”Behind her back, Selin’s fingernails dug into the heavy vellum of the envelope. Her heart withered at his casual dismissal. He isn't even afraid of lo

Upstairs in the study, Noah sat with his father. Mr. Fred Miller knew all too well that Noah hadn't loved Selin for a long time. His only goal was his son's happiness, which was why he decided to bring up the subject of divorce once again.“Son, I know your heart belongs to Rach,” Mr. Fred said, leaning back in his chair, his hands resting heavily on his cane. “If you want to divorce Selin, then just do it.”“Dad, I’m not divorcing Selin. I’ll never bring it up again,” Noah replied firmly.Mr. Fred stared at him in shock. For five years, Noah had been desperate to leave Selin, but now, he seemed like a different man.“Why the sudden change, son? What about Rach?”“Rach and I are just friends, Dad. Selin is my wife,” Noah replied simply.“Whatever makes you happy, I’ll support you,” Fred said with a sigh.Fred had always been a deeply supportive father, perhaps fueled by the lingering remorse of a tragedy long ago. When Noah was born, a massive fire had broken out at the hospital,

Selin sat in the hollow grandeur of the Vista Hotel. Around her, the air tasted of expensive food and forced romance. Noah had promised lavish amends, but Selin hadn't come for a repair. You cannot fix a glass that has already been ground into dust. She had simply come to memorize his face one last time before stepping into the void of her own future.The table was a masterpiece of polished silver and crisp linen. When Noah finally entered, the pianist began a slow, melodic sweep of keys—a romantic soundtrack for a dying marriage.Noah sat across from her, his eyes heavy with a practiced sort of remorse. “Selin, I know I’ve made mistakes. So many mistakes—”The vibration of his phone cut him off, a harsh intrusion against the silk of his suit. It was Rach.Noah silenced the call, but Selin already that it was his first love Rach. Selin didn't flinch. She simply watched the steam rise from her steak. “Let’s eat, Noah. The food is getting cold.”“I’m sorry,” Noah stammered, reaching