Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE WIFE HE NEVER EXPECTED : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Chapter 71Damien’s POVHer name was Vivienne Shaw.I remembered her the moment Marcus said it. Blonde. Ambitious. Easy to take home and easier to forget. We had slept together a handful of times more than a year before the contract. No relationship. No promises. When I stopped calling, she vanished from my life the way most of them did.Except she hadn’t vanished at all.Marcus’s file left no room for doubt. Disposable numbers. Matching timestamps. Draft messages sent to Elena and I. A photo from a charity event three months earlier, Vivienne standing at the edge of a crowd I never noticed.“She’s been circling,” Marcus said. “Careful enough for you not to notice her.”“Where is she?”“Still in the city. I can pin the location within the hour.”“Do it.”Elena’s POVThe name should have cut deeper than it did.Maybe I was too tired for ordinary jealousy. Or maybe surviving Sierra had burned that weaker reaction out of me.“She wanted you,” I said.Damien looked at me. When I married

Chapter 73Elena’s POVI sat up too fast from the bed. My stomach clenched hard, then harder. I barely made it to the bathroom before everything came up in a violent, unstoppable rush. Once. Twice. A third time that left me shaking on the cold tile, forehead pressed to the porcelain, breathing through my mouth because the smell alone made another heave rise. My body felt heavy and uncooperative, the soft curve of my stomach pressing against my thighs as I curled forward. I hated how exposed I felt how the nausea stripped away every careful layer I usually kept between myself and the world.Damien was there in seconds.“Elena…..”I couldn’t answer. My body kept going, empty now, dry heaving until my ribs ached and tears streamed without permission. He held my hair back with one steady hand and braced my shoulder with the other, silent except for the low, controlled sound of his breathing. His other arm slid around my waist, supporting the soft weight of me so I wouldn’t tip forward ont

Chapter 75 Damien’s POV The line went quiet for half a second after I spoke. Then Elena’s mother’s voice came back sharp with panic. “What do you mean she’s in the hospital? What happened? Is she conscious? Can I talk to her?” “She’s stable. Viral infection, high fever, dehydration. The doctors are attending to her and she needs you here.” I heard keys jangle, a door slam, her sister’s voice rising in the background. “We’re leaving now,” her mother said, already moving. “Don't let anything happen to my daughter, I am on my way.” The call ended. I set the phone down and looked at Elena. She had turned her face toward me, eyes glassy with fever and leftover tears. “They’re coming,” I told her. She gave a small, tired nod. “They’re going to be so worried.” “They love you. Let them.” I sat back on the bed and took her hand again. Elena’s POV I kept replaying Damien’s words from earlier. You’re already enough. I’m not going anywhere. You will never have to do this alone. I

Chapter 77Elena’s POVWe came into the penthouse together.Damien held the door open while my mother and Sophia helped me inside. Maria was already waiting in the living room. The lights were soft. A blanket was folded on the sofa. Water and a light meal were set on the table.“Careful,” Mom said, guiding me to sit.“I’ve got her,” Sophia added, taking my other side until I reached the sofa.Damien placed the hospital bag down and stayed close. “Maria, please bring the food.”“Yes, Mr. Kane.”Mom sat beside me at once. Sophia took the chair opposite. For the first time since leaving the hospital, I felt the noise in my head slow down.Damien’s POVMrs Voss and Sophia did not waste time.They asked if Elena was dizzy. If she needed the medicine now or after food. If the room was too cold. I answered when they looked at me and let them handle the rest. Elena seemed calmer with them near her, and that was enough for me.Maria brought favorite soup. Elena managed a few spoons under her

Chapter 79Damien’s POVElena was resting on the sofa when I finished my morning calls.Maria had already cleared breakfast. The penthouse was quiet in a soft way. For a moment I just watched Elena from the hallway, one hand over her stomach, eyes half-closed. She looked better. Not strong yet but better.I still had not told my mother.That fact sat in my mind with growing weight. She deserved to hear it from me.Elena’s POVDamien sat beside me and took my hand.“I need to go out for a while,” he said.“Where?”“To see my mother. I haven’t told her yet.”I opened my eyes fully. “About the baby?”“Yes.”I studied his face. He looked calm, but I knew that did not mean he felt calm. “Do you want me to come?”“Not today. You need rest. I’ll tell her myself.”I nodded slowly. “Alright. Be gentle with yourself too.”He leaned down and kissed my forehead. “I won’t be long.”Damien’s POVOn the drive over, the fear I had spoken to Marcus about returned in quieter form.Not panic or Pressure