All Chapters of The Forgotten Wife's Comeback: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

[Adrian Cole]“Are you satisfied?” I asked, side-stepping my mother and making my way deeper into the room. I dropped my bag onto one of the chairs, then sat comfortably on the one next to it.“Don’t disrespect me, Adrian. Do you have any idea what that stunt of yours did?”“Be quiet, Selena.” Father’s voice carried across the room. Just like that, my mother went quiet in an instant. Like a switch had been flipped. My father commanded, and she obeyed. It’s always been like that for the two of them.She was the daughter of a restaurant owner. Rich in the kind of way that meant she didn’t have to work or think about anything unless it was necessary. Until she met him.His wealth was different. He came with power and a status. She traded her normalcy for the chance of being respected and feared.She claimed they were in love. But I knew better. My father married the one he knew he could control.I do not doubt that she loved him. Maybe a part of her still does.He never loved her.My fat

[Adrian Cole]There it was. Isabella’s name was saved as something cute.Ethan doesn’t do cute. He doesn’t add emojis, doesn’t nickname anyone on his phone. He’s a monotonous guy who wouldn’t deviate for anyone.Yet there it was. Bella is with several emotions.It was odd, and it reminded me that I wasn’t even supposed to be saying my troubles out loud to him. He was an enemy now.He placed the utensils in his hand down on the plate, then reached for the phone.“Hello, love.”I blinked; his tone had changed. The empty one he’d been using with me was replaced with something softer, more soothing. It was a tone I’d never heard him use.“Lunch was interrupted.” He answered something she’d asked, then his face broke into this cheesy smile. It looked out of place for someone like him. It didn’t look fake. “I can be there in thirteen minutes. Did the meeting go well?”I scanned the table for a napkin I could use to wipe my face. The shirt was a lost cause. The colorful cocktail had soaked i

[Isabella Hayes]“Well, it happened the year you guys got divorced. I found out months later, after I had people dig into Olivia’s life. She was in Aurelia for some time before she reached out to Adrian. During that time, she was dating Julian Cross.”I don’t think I’ve ever been more shocked to hear anything about that piece of shit. “He dated Olivia? Before she got back with Adrian. Was this before or after she slept with Adrian’s dad?”“Yeah.” He worked diligently, moving like a master chef in the kitchen. “Adrian was the only one in the dark. A lot of those women who don’t like Olivia, currently, have their reasons. Some of those women know their men spent nights with Olivia. There’s a darker side to the elites of Aurelia. Many affairs, many acts that would send people into a crisis.”I nodded. That made a lot of sense. I guess it was naive of me to think the elites were only mean. I did know that some of those women, the ones without a wealthy background, were miserable and punis

[Adrian Cole]There are many things a businessman should never do. One of those things is running into another person’s office while security guards are being called to escort him.But I was left with no choice.And besides, I’m not exactly a regular businessman. Isabella looked too good, despite the hatred on her face.She looked breathtaking in this olive-green gown, its fitted silhouette hugging her curves before falling into a long, elegant train. The gathered fabric accentuated her waist, while the sweetheart neckline and long, flared sleeves gave her an effortlessly alluring elegance. Delicate ruffles traced the sides of the skirt, swaying softly with every step. Her long, wavy, dark blue hair cascaded over her shoulders, completing the look with a soft, romantic beauty.I was awestruck and reminded of how much I used to love seeing her in pretty dresses for whichever event we were invited to. Isabella always had this beauty that could command a room. You just couldn’t stop look

[Adrian Cole]“Your father told you?” Olivia finally snapped, her fingers tapping brazenly against the bar. “He admitted it? Did he explain how we met? What happened between us?”I paused a little, then turned to face her. The liquor was adding to my exhaustion, making it easier for me to forget how to feel about certain things.I decided to just hear her out, even though I knew she was a chronic liar.“Tell me then. How did you two meet? What’s the grand love story?” My sarcasm was very clear. She needed to know that I wouldn’t just buy into her words because she had already lied to me about her boyfriend and a million other things.She exhaled, then snatched the glass I’d been holding. She poured herself a drink and swallowed it in one gulp. Liquid rolled down the side of her mouth.She swept the back of her arm over her lips, then handed the cup back to me.Her fingers shook as they touched mine.“I came back to Aurelia about six months or so before I contacted you. The exact time