Todos los capítulos de NEGLECTED WIFE BECAME THE MOST WANTED : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 9

The Day My Heart Gave UpEmiliaI used to think that I was strong. I used to believe that if I kept quiet for long, and that if I endured patiently enough, love would eventually find me. But that morning, as I sat alone in the hospital hallway, I realized something painful. My chest had been hurting for weeks, and I kept running a fever that would not go away. I had told myself that it was just sickness. Something simple that medicine could fix. But deep down, I knew the real problem was my heart. It hurt so much every day that my body started to feel it too. I looked around the hospital waiting area and pressed my fingers together. The place smelled clean and cold. Nurses walked past me with calm faces. I felt small sitting there. My body had been weak lately and I woke up every morning feeling drained. I had headaches as my temperature kept rising at night. I barely ate. I told myself it was just stress from work. I told myself I was overthinking things. But the truth was simple.

Borrowed TimeEmilia I had no idea why I had stayed at the party until it ended. Maybe I was hoping that Julian would walk up to me and explain everything. Maybe I was hoping that he would look at me and see that I was hurting. I stood there for a long time, watching him move around the hall with Cassandra. He stood close to her, adjusted her chair and asked her softly, “Are you tired?” and “Do you need water?” I heard him say, “Be careful,” when she stepped down from the stage. I had never heard that tone directed at me. Not once in five years.My heart hurt so bad that I could barely breathe. It was one thing for him to cheat. But it was another thing for him to take my hard work—the project I stayed up nights for—and hand my dream job to her. To the woman carrying his child. I felt so small. So invisible.I kept telling myself, that he will come to me. That he will say something. Even if it is small. “Are you okay?” But he never did. When the lights started to dim, I stood up quie

The Weight I CarriedJulian I drove faster than I should have, but I could not slow down. My hands were tight on the steering wheel, and my mind kept replaying what had just happened at home. Emilia’s voice when she said she wanted a divorce stayed in my head. I did not understand what had come over her. She had been emotional lately, but this felt different. I kept my eyes on the road, but my mind was not steady. I had walked away from her without answering her question. She asked if I had ever loved her, and I said nothing. I told myself that I would explain everything when I got back. But at that moment, all I could think about was the call from the hospital. They said Cassandra was in pain and that it was serious.Still, as much as I wanted to turn the car around, my worry for Cassandra’s baby would not let me think about anything else. All I could focus on was getting to the hospital on time.I knew Emilia thought I chosed Cassandra over her. Maybe from the outside it looked tha

Three Weeks LaterEmilia It had been over three weeks since I moved into the motel, and in a strange way, it felt like a small awakening. Not the kind that comes with happiness, but the kind that forces you to open your eyes whether you want to or not. I had learned how quiet nights could be. I had learned how loud my thoughts were when there was no one around. Most of all, I had learned that I could survive without the mansion, without Julian, without the life I once thought I needed.That evening, I pushed open the glass door of Sunset Lodge again. The familiar scent of cleaning liquid greeted me. The television in the corner was playing a soap opera. Everything looked the same, but I felt different, tired and worn out.I walked toward the reception desk.“Evening, Emilia,” Maddy called out with a bright smile.Maddy had curly brown hair and loud earrings that changed every day. Over the past few weeks, we had grown somewhat close. She talked a lot, and sometimes I needed that dist

Rewriting My IdentityEmilia’s POVThe anger inside me felt strong enough to burn through bone. I sat in the back of the taxi with my arms crossed tightly over my chest with my fingers dug into my sleeves as the city lights passed by outside the window. Every building, every street, and every person walking past looked blurred because my mind kept replaying the same thing again and again.Julian.Of course it was him.I felt stupid for not realizing it sooner.My jaw tightened.“Idiot,” I muttered under my breath.The driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror but said nothing. I leaned my head back against the seat and shut my eyes for a moment.How could I not see it?It made no sense from the start. Not a single company wanted to hire me. Not one. I had sent out dozens of applications. Some companies even called me in for interviews, yet the moment they looked at my name or my background, their attitude changed.They had given me polite smiles, careful excuses and empty promi