Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Wife They Sent Away: Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

Inside his private study, Shawn Kingsley sat perfectly still.The door was closed, shutting out the quiet activity of the estate. Beyond it, staff moved through the hallways, conversations remained hushed, and life continued as usual. Inside the study, however, everything felt suspended.His eyes remained fixed on the last page of the report. He had already read it three times.The words never changed.Probability of paternity: 99.99%Shawn Kingsley is the biological father of Aria Montclair.For a long moment, he simply stared at the page. Then he lowered it and leaned back in his chair.His first reaction was disbelief. Fraud. Forgery. Manipulation.The explanations came easily. They were familiar, logical, and far easier to accept than the alternative.Yet none of them felt right. Because beneath the genetic results was another name.Mother: Selene LaurentThe sight of it stirred memo

Judging by Orion’s expression, he hadn’t come out of curiosity. He had come to decide whether Aria Montclair posed a threat to the Kingsley family.Aria understood that the moment he walked through the door.She had spent too many years fighting for her place in the world to be intimidated by a powerful surname. Whatever Orion expected to find, she had no intention of making his judgment easy.Across the room, Adrian moved quietly to her side. The gesture was subtle, but not unnoticed. Nolan caught it immediately and hid a faint smile behind his coffee cup. Marcus noticed too, though he wisely kept his thoughts to himself.Neither man planned to interfere, but neither was about to leave Aria standing alone.Orion's gaze shifted from Adrian to Nolan, then to Marcus and Beatrice. The message was clear. Aria had allies and powerful ones.As he took in the scene, Orion found himself reassessing the situation.This was not a fo

The night had settled over Blackthorne Psychiatric Center like a sealed lid.The corridors were unusually quiet, lights dimmed to a muted glow that softened edges into shadow. Nurses moved through their rounds with practiced efficiency, checks, charts, medication passes, then silence again.In Room 14, Solen sat by the window, as she always did.Still and motionless, she watched the dark grounds beyond the glass as though waiting for something that never came.The door clicked open.A nurse stepped in with a small plastic cup and a folded chart. “Good evening, Mrs. Vale. Time for your medication.”Solen didn’t turn at once. Her gaze lingered on the window before she shifted slightly.“Yes,” she said softly.The cup was placed into her hand. Two tablets inside.“Just like always,” the nurse added. “It’ll help you sleep.”Sleep.Solen lowered her eyes and placed the tablets into her mouth without protest.The nurse reached for the glass of water on the bedside table.In that brief momen

The following afternoon, Orion Kingsley stood in front of a locked cabinet he had not opened in years.For a long moment, he simply stared at it. Then he unlocked the drawer.Inside were old files, letters, and records tied to a chapter of his life he had deliberately buried.Selene Laurent.Even now, seeing her name stirred something uncomfortable in him.He pulled out a thin folder and carried it to his desk.Back then, he had convinced himself he was protecting his family.Shawn had been newly married. The alliance between the Kingsleys and the Astors carried significant social and business implications. Any scandal involving another woman would have affected far more than personal relationships.At least, that was the justification he had accepted.As he reviewed the documents, however, a growing unease settled over him.It wasn't what he remembered that troubled him. It was what he didn't remember.Cer

The following day, Alessia returned to Blackthorne Psychiatric Center with questions.Ever since Solen's brief moment of clarity, one sentence had lingered in her mind: Tell Elara to be careful of Richard.At first, Alessia dismissed it as another fragmented thought. But the more she replayed it, the harder it became to ignore.After spending a few quiet minutes with her mother, she made her way to the attending psychiatrist's office.The doctor looked up. "Ms. Vale. Is everything alright?""I'd like to discuss my mother's treatment.""Of course."Alessia took a seat. "When was her medication last adjusted?"The doctor glanced at Solen's chart. "A few months ago.""And why was it changed?""To help manage her symptoms," he replied. "There were periods of increased agitation and emotional instability.""Were those incidents documented?""Yes.""Can I review the records?"Th