Semua Bab The Wife You Shouldn't Have Lost : Bab 61 - Bab 70

There was a strange sense of assurance she felt, making her doubt whether this was the right thing to do. It was something she needed to get done; otherwise, he would keep coming after her. Running away to die had once seemed like the better option, but now that she was alive, she needed to completely end things with him. “You're still contemplating. Don't tell me it has something to do with your husband.” She fidgeted, her hands trembling as she made eye contact with him. You would think Adrian knew nothing, but he knew more than she imagined. The little information he had, along with the dinner he attended, was enough to give him the details he was looking for. He stood up, folding both hands, his expression turning serious. “I know you have a good relationship with everyone at home, and if you're having trouble with your artwork, your father should be the first person to know. But something tells me this is different.” Layla gulped, her legs shaking at the thought of what she w

The doctor prescribed some medication and handed the prescription to Natasha. “You know where to get them—the big pharmacy down the road. They’ll be available once you get there.”“Alright. Thank you, doctor,” she replied, making her way out of the hospital.She got into the car and leaned back against the seat as the chauffeur drove off. Within a few minutes, she arrived at the pharmacy, hurried inside, purchased the drugs, and headed back out.When she reached the mansion, Natasha grabbed the bag and strode into the house. She found her husband playing with Adrian’s son, but as soon as he noticed her presence, he withdrew.She stood there, glaring at him, her nails digging into her palms.“You’ll bruise your hands,” he said.“You’ve been home for two days, and instead of resting, you’re playing around.”“It’s not like I was playing with toys. I had to keep myself busy while you were away.”The little boy smiled as he watched them argue.“Keep yourself busy? And he’s the only one who

In the blink of an eye, Ashley was right beside her. She grabbed Layla by the neck and slammed her against the wall. “You used to be pathetic,” she hissed. “And now you’re bold enough to talk back at me?” Layla clawed at her hands, trying to pry them away, but Ashley’s grip only tightened. There was no one in the mansion except the maids—no one would come to her rescue, not even security. “What are you trying to do? Let go of me!” “I thought you’d become bold. Why are you fighting to break free now?” “You have no right—whatsoever to hold me like this. Let go of me before you regret it.” Ashley mimicked her tone, then burst into laughter. The harder she laughed, the more she pressed Layla against the wall. Suddenly, Ashley felt a sharp tug at her hair. Layla yanked her head back, forcing her to look up. “You think you’re smart?” Ashley sneered. “You should have listened when I told you to stay away.” Her grip tightened. “I’m going to make this world a living hell for you. I’l

They stood outside until the door was pushed open and Ruth stepped out, her expression fierce. She wasn’t smiling at all. Before, she would have been beaming, pulling them into a warm hug—but today was different after what had just happened.“What are you doing here?” she asked.The tone caught them off guard; they had never heard her speak like that before, not even to them.“If you’re here to defend your daughter for what she’s done, then please leave.”As a mother, Natasha understood how Ruth must be feeling, even though she didn’t yet know how badly Ashley had been hurt. But the tension in her voice, the look on her face—it all suggested things had gone too far.“We’re not here to defend her, and we’re not here to question what happened between them,” Harthwore said calmly. “That can come later. For now, we just want to know how she’s doing.”Even if he heard Ashley’s side of the story, it wouldn’t make him defend anyone. Whoever had started it deserved to face the consequences—an

The smell of fresh raindrops filled her nose. She paused, inhaling every bit of it, a soft smile resting on her face. It had rained heavily the night before, and Layla hadn’t been able to sleep. She had been lost in her thoughts, hoping to come to a decision.By dawn, she was already in the gym, working out alone. After briefly gazing outside, the scent of rain lingering in the air, she took a deep breath, adjusted her footing, and turned toward the exit.When she got to her room, she quickly showered and changed into a burgundy two-piece outfit.She checked her watch—it was 5 a.m.As she ascended the stairs, she ran into her brother, dressed in his gym outfit, yawning as he descended.He paused midway, his mouth still open from the yawn, staring at her—already dressed for the office—while he was just about to head to the gym.She chuckled softly and continued downstairs, but he quickly caught up with her.“Good morning, brother.”“Wait, pookie.” He grabbed her hand, making her stop.