The Unwanted Wife (Wife Series #1) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Content Warning ⚠️ This chapter contains themes of emotional abuse, physical abuse, verbal abuse, toxic family dynamics, manipulation, and psychological distress. Reader discretion is advised. *** Chapter 1 Amber’s POV Umalingaw-ngaw ang malakas na pagtama ng palad ni Dad sa pisngi ko sa buong study. My head snapped to the side from the force, and for a few seconds, I couldn’t hear anything except the ringing in my ears. Nalasahan ko ang dugo sa gilid ng labi ko, and the sting on my cheek spread like fire, hot and immediate. But I didn’t make a sound. I never did. Because I had learned a long time ago that crying only made him angrier. “You useless, girl!” Dad roared, his voice thundering through the room. “One year! One goddamn year of this sham marriage, and you couldn’t even spread your legs properly and secure us an heir?! What the hell have you been doing, Amber?!” Nanatili akong nakayuko habang nanginginig kong idinampi ang kamay sa namumula kong pisngi. It hur

Chapter 3Amber’s POVMinsan, napapaisip ako kung bakit mahal ko pa rin si Pierre. Siguro tanga lang talaga ako. Maybe I’m a masochist. O baka naman... hindi ko lang talaga alam kung paano tumigil.Pierre had been honest with me from the very beginning. On our wedding night, he laid everything out in front of me with cold, brutal honesty. Sinabi niyang huwag akong umasa ng kahit ano mula sa kaniya. Not affection, not romance, and certainly not a happy marriage.Dapat nakinig ako. Dapat iningatan ko ang puso ko bago pa ito tuluyang nahulog sa kaniya. But how could I? I had spent years admiring him from afar.Back in college, Pierre had been my first love. The kind that made my heart race whenever he walked into a room, made me smile over the smallest interactions, and secretly memorize every little thing about him. Pinsan siya ng matalik kong kaibigan na si Iñigo. He’s three years ahead of us and already in his final year then. I probably would’ve never met him kung hindi ako inimbitah

Chapter 5Amber’s POVHalos makatulog na ako sa sofa nang biglang umalingawngaw sa buong bahay ang tunog ng doorbell.Napabalikwas ako sa kinauupuan ko, my heart instantly pounding against my chest.Pierre?Mabilis akong tumayo ngunit agad ding napakunot-noo. Hindi naman magdo-doorbell si Pierre. He had his own keys and could easily let himself in. So who could it be? Wala naman akong inaasahang bisita, lalo na sa ganitong oras ng gabi.Naglakad ako patungo sa monitor na nakakonekta sa security camera ng gate. The moment I looked at the screen, my eyes widened.Nasa labas sina Declan at Khai, and between them... was Pierre. He looked barely conscious. Nakasampay ang magkabilang braso niya sa balikat ng dalawa habang tila hirap na hirap ang mga ito na alalayan siya. His tie hung loosely around his neck, and his hair was slightly disheveled. Even through the monitor, I could tell he was completely drunk.Matagal akong napatitig sa screen. And here I was, thinking he had been caught up w

Chapter 7 Amber’s POV Kinabukasan ay maaga akong nagising, ngunit pakiramdam ko ay hindi man lang ako nakatulog. Mugto ang mga mata ko sa kakaiyak kagabi, at parang hanggang ngayon ay gusto ko parin umiyak. Masakit pa rin ang dibdib ko, na para bang may malaking batong nakadagan doon. I stared blankly at the ceiling. May ibang babaeng mahal si Pierre. The thought alone was enough to make my heart hurt all over again. I swallowed hard. I honestly didn’t know what to do anymore. I had spent an entire year loving a man who had never once looked at me the way I looked at him. At ngayon alam ko na kung bakit. May iba nang nagmamay-ari ng puso niya. I had no chance. No matter how tightly I held on, no matter how hard I tried, I don’t think Pierre would ever let me into his heart. Dapat na ba akong sumuko? Should I just stop trying and do what Pierre wants? Should I simply wait until the day he handed me the divorce papers? The questions kept repeating inside my head. But

Chapter 9Amber’s POVKakauwi ko lang galing sa routine check-up ko with my gynecologist. It was something I had been doing long before I married Pierre, or rather... something my father had arranged for me.He wanted to make sure I was healthy and capable of getting pregnant immediately after the wedding. To him, my body wasn’t entirely mine. It was simply another investment, another tool that could secure his ambitions. I hated it. But after years of living under his control, the routine had become second nature to me.Marahan kong ipinatong ang bag ko sa sofa saka napabuntong-hininga.It was still early in the afternoon. As always, tahimik ang buong bahay. Sanay naman na ako sa katahimikang iyon, but there were still moments when the silence felt almost suffocating.I looked around the empty living room. Nasa work pa si Pierre. He’d probably come home late again. I shouldn’t expect anything anymore. Yet somehow... I still did.Napailing ako at marahang napabuntong-hininga.Umakyat