All Chapters of The Wife He Abandoned: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

What had begun as a solemn funeral descended into complete chaos.Everyone stared at the police officer who had just arrived carrying the laboratory results.The commissioner immediately took the file from his subordinate.His eyes moved quickly across several pages.Then his expression slowly changed.The crowd grew restless.Reporters stepped forward.Cameras continued flashing."What is it?" one journalist called out.The commissioner looked up.His gaze landed directly on Vanessa.And in an instant—Everyone else turned to look at her as well."The fingerprints found on the poison bottle match Mrs. Vanessa's."The crowd exploded.Gasps erupted from every direction.Even several funeral guests instinctively stepped back.Yet Vanessa simply stood there, Ash cradled in her arms.No panic.No denial.As though she had been waiting for this very moment.Leonard stared at her."You?"Vanessa laughed softly.Then nodded."Yes."The uproar intensified immediately.Reporters nearly fought

After the chaos at the funeral, the police finally took control of the situation.Vanessa was escorted away in a police vehicle without offering the slightest resistance.There were no tears.No regrets.She did not even look back when the door of the vehicle closed behind her.As though her true goal had already been accomplished.Meanwhile, Ash was taken by one of the Ashcroft family’s relatives back to the main estate.The baby had become the only remaining male heir.And ironically—He was now returning to the very family that had once tried to erase his existence.Margaret’s funeral eventually continued.Without lengthy speeches.Without excessive tributes.Many guests even began leaving before it was over.Because the revelations Vanessa had brought were far more compelling than the funeral itself.By late afternoon, Margaret’s coffin was finally lowered into the grave.Only a handful of people remained until the end.Leonard stood there until everything was over.Alone.Complet

Sebastian’s words lingered in the air.“Then you’d better be prepared to hear an answer you won’t want to hear.”Leonard stood several feet away from him.His gaze remained fixed on Adele.As though her answer was the only thing that mattered now.“Adele.” His voice was lower this time. “I’m waiting for you.”Adele let out a slow breath, then looked at him for a long moment.Once upon a time, she might have felt satisfied seeing Leonard like this.A man who had always believed he could have anything he wanted was now standing before her in desperation.But things were different now.Because her life was no longer just about herself.“I’ve already given you my answer.”Leonard shook his head.“No, you haven’t.”“Yes, I have.”“You haven’t even given me a chance.”Adele’s expression remained calm.“A chance?”“We can try again.”Sebastian let out a short laugh.But Leonard ignored him completely.His eyes never left Adele.“I know I’ve made a lot of mistakes.”“A lot?” Adele repeated so

The thought haunted Leonard throughout the entire day.Arabella and her baby girl.Two names that had been buried so deeply for years that he had almost stopped thinking about them altogether.But now they had returned.Not because of Vanessa.Not because of the media.Not because of the documents Margaret had left behind.But because of Adele.Because every time she spoke about Arabella, something felt wrong.Too emotional.Too personal.Too real.And Leonard was beginning to hate that feeling.Because the more he thought about it—The harder it became to ignore.Two days later.Leonard stood in front of the hospital that had once changed his life.The building had been renovated.Several parts looked different now.Yet he still recognized it.This was where Arabella had been treated after the accident.This was where her face had been destroyed.And this was where Leonard had ended their marriage.His steps felt heavier than they should have.Because the closer he got to the past—T

Sebastian's words echoed in Adele's mind throughout the entire night.She wanted to trust him.She truly did.Because she was tired too.Tired of keeping secrets.Tired of pretending to be someone else.Tired of carrying memories that should have died long ago.But on the other side of the city—Leonard was farther from giving up than ever.The next morning.Sebastian's company headquarters was busier than usual.Employees moved through the corridors carrying files and tablets.Meetings had been underway since early morning.Several new projects were being discussed.And Sebastian had just stepped out of a conference room when his secretary hurried toward him."Mr. Sebastian.""What is it?""Mr. Ashcroft is insisting on seeing you."Sebastian let out a short laugh.It sounded tired."That man really has nothing better to do these days."But before his secretary could reply—Another voice echoed from the far end of the corridor."I still have plenty to do."Sebastian turned.Leonard st