All Chapters of The CEO’s Wife Was Never Just a Substitute: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

““I think we should give young couples a bit more room to work things out. Not every rough patch needs to end in divorce. “And frankly, we also have to be mindful of court time—family disputes like this shouldn’t be tying up more resources than necessary.”The mediator paused for a moment, then nodded slowly.“If there is no substantive fault, then I’m more inclined to view this as an internal marital issue.”He understood how some young women were these days—too sensitive and quick to call for divorce at the slightest dissatisfaction. He had mediated dozens of couples like this before.At that moment, the outcome was already decided. Victoria tried to argue several times, but each attempt was shut down.“If you insist the other party committed adultery during the marriage, please provide more direct evidence, or submit a DNA test to prove the child’s paternity.”In the end, the mediator made the final call. “The result of this mediation is: divorce denied.”Victoria’s expression dark

Just as she was about to pack up, her phone suddenly buzzed.It was Whitney.The moment she picked up, Whitney’s voice burst through the line.“Get out here and go shopping with me! You’ve been working way too hard lately. Keep this up and you’re going to burn yourself out!”Listening to her, the tension Lizzie had been carrying all day suddenly eased.The corners of her lips lifted without her realizing.“Okay.”The mall was brightly lit, all cool white lights.The luxury wing was quiet, the wide corridors making every footstep echo.Whitney grabbed Lizzie and dragged her into a boutique, still ranting as she went.“You’ve seriously turned into a workaholic. At this rate, I’m starting to think you’re trying to become some kind of hermit or something.”As she spoke, she waved her hand grandly. “I just got my bonus. Come on, let’s check out some clothes. We’ll get matching outfits. My treat!”She had barely finished speaking when she suddenly muttered under her breath, “Damn it.”Before

Only after the ambulance drove off did Whitney finally snap out of everything that had just happened and turn her attention back to Lizzie.She sucked in a sharp breath. “Oh my God… your hand!”She quickly supported her, her voice tightening.“Come on, we’re going to the hospital.”They hailed a cab.The moment the car started moving, Whitney couldn’t hold it in anymore, her voice sharp with anger and urgency. “Have you lost your mind? Why did you try to catch her? Let someone like her take the fall. Hell, it’d serve her right!”Lizzie leaned back against the seat, her forehead slick with cold sweat, her right hand tingling with numbness.She took several unsteady breaths before speaking softly. “If something really happened to her, we wouldn’t be able to stay out of it.”Whitney froze for a second.Lizzie didn’t say anything more.She didn’t tell Whitney that in that split second when she rushed forward, there had only been one thought in her mind—she couldn’t let Whitney get dragged

As she spoke, her body swayed, on the verge of fainting.In the end, Nathan sighed and pulled out his phone. “Liz, I’ll transfer you some money as compensation. I’ll also cover a property for you. Can we skip the apology?”Lizzie glanced at the six-figure transfer that had just come through and decided not to push further. “Fine.”That was the end of it.When they stepped out of the hospital, the night air felt cold.Lizzie’s right hand was braced in a splint, but her mind had never felt clearer.Whitney asked, “Why didn’t you actually go through with suing her?”Lizzie replied lightly, “Even if I did, it might not stick. The footage doesn’t prove enough—at most, we’d both take a hit. I was just bluffing. Didn’t expect her to fold that easily.”Whitney pulled her into a hug, her voice soft with guilt. “I’m sorry, babe. I dragged you into this. You didn’t deserve any of it.”Meanwhile, Sharon leaned against Nathan, head lowered, eyes red but silent.She felt like she had lost. Things ha

“Sit down, let me take a look,” Nathan said gently. “I’ll help you change into the hospital slippers while I’m at it.”He crouched and slipped off her shoes.Her feet were pale and smooth. There were no scars.Sharon looked down at him holding her ankle, a faint blush rising to her cheeks as she said softly, “Nat… don’t, there are people around.”Nathan’s expression didn’t change. He put her slippers on, his movements calm and natural, without a hint of anything unusual.Then, as if it were nothing, he added, “Even if there were a scar, it wouldn’t matter much. Cosmetic treatments are so advanced now, you can barely tell. “Though I’ve heard the process is painful. I wouldn’t want you going through that.”Sharon smiled, picking up his words easily. “Still, natural skin is better. I’ve never had any kind of scar treatment, and I hope I never will.”A quiet sense of satisfaction flickered in her.Nathan was just as attentive as ever—if anything, even more so tonight.He must have been