All Chapters of The Undesired Wife and Her Hidden Heir: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Nothing to Worry About

Maya's POVIt had been ages since Mom had an episode.They used to be very frequent, especially after I first broke her out of the sanatorium.In those first few months, they happened almost daily. She’d wake up screaming, or freeze mid-sentence her eyes far away, like she was somewhere else entirely.It took years for her to get over it fully. Now, she was back to herself, or at least what I imagined she would have been like, considering I never knew her before the Millers locked her up.I had stopped worrying so much about her in recent times. Today however, my old worries resurfaced.Carter's company had given me a house to live in for the duration I would be working with them. So Mom had gone out that morning to pick up some things for the house. It should have taken her about an hour or two at the most.Four hours passed, she still didn't come back and there was no word from her. She didn't answer her phone either when I tried to reach out to her.Even though I tried to convince

Last Updated : 2026-09-11

Not Up for Discussion

Carter's POVToday was the first day Maya would fully start her work under our contract.I'd purposely ordered her design studio far enough from my office, even though it was still on the executive floor.The last thing I wanted was for her to feel uncomfortable. Now, it felt strange, walking down the hallway and knowing she was going to be on the other end of it.As a matter of fact, she was going to be here every day for as long as this contract ran. I found he already in the studio when I arrived. She stood in the middle of the half-furnished space with her arms crossed, frowning at a shipment of display cases.“They put the velvet trays in the wrong order," she muttered without looking up."Good morning to you too, Maya,” I said in a lighthearted tone, hoping to start on a friendly foot with her.She finally glanced at me, her stance cool and professional. Whatever I thought I saw, no matter how fleeting, at the grocery store the other day when that incident with her mother happe

Last Updated : 2026-09-12

Not up for discussion 2

Carter’s POVBoth of them stopped short at the sight of Maya, who was now facing the door and watching them with cool, polite, but guarded eyes."So it's true. You're the designer,” my mother said in a cold, flat, and very displeased voice.Maya smiled. “Hello, Mrs. Davis, Mr. Davis. It’s been quite a while," she said, as politely as you please.Mom’s scowl deepened. “Wow! I can see...""Mom...” I interjected, but my mother, not to be interrupted, continued as if I hadn’t spoken."I heard it from Diane at the club, Carter. Do you know how shocking and embarrassing that felt? Having to find out from Diane that my son handed his entire rebrand to the woman who abandoned him? I’d be the topic of gossip for several weeks to come, because apparently, I’m not even aware of what is going on in my own home!" she shrieked.Ever-ready tears sprang to her eyes, but instead of moving me, they only irritated me. She was a master at using tears to get what she wanted. No wonder she liked Brooke so

Last Updated : 2026-09-13

No longer hidden

Maya’s POVNothing had changed, it seemed.Watching Carter’s aristocratic parents look down their noses at me brought back bad memories, but not for long.I was no longer that naïve, scared girl who feared everything, including her own shadow.The last time I had seen them in person was on the day of my and Carter’s wedding, which was eight years ago.Strange, wasn’t it? In all the three years I had stayed married to Carter, his parents never visited us even once.On the rare occasion that Carter visited them, he never took me along, which was just fine by me.I had never fit in, and they had both made it very clear that I wasn’t the bride they wanted for their precious son, so they could barely stand me.Despite all the years that had passed, their dislike for me clearly hadn’t changed, but unlike in the past, it didn’t affect me any longer.Now, I squared my shoulders, prepared to deal with them firmly but politely, only for Carter to step in and do that, surprising me.In the past,

Last Updated : 2026-09-14

Chapter thirty five: Nothing they could prove

Brooke's POVNever in my life had I ever imagined myself sitting in a police station being interrogated by pompous cops.But unfortunately, here I was today. I sat with my hands folded on the metal table and tried to look brave.My wrists still ached from the handcuffs that sadistic police woman had put on me in front of half the neighborhood and every damn camera in the city.I shuddered just thinking about the embarrassment. Brooke Miller, the hottest cake in town, placed in handcuffs, like a roadside criminal.Mom was somewhere else in the station. They'd separated us the moment we arrived.I knew what they were trying to do. They wanted one of us to crack.But I was stronger than that, and so, I believed, was Mom. For now, I was alone in the interrogation room.While I waited for the detectives to come back, my mind drifted to that night… the night I had gotten rid of ‘the threat,’ as I now thought of Whitfield.I would never forget the way my blood had run cold that night when I

Last Updated : 2026-09-15

Chapter thirty six: Nothing they could prove

Brooke’s POVThe door opened, interrupting my train of thought. Two detectives, including the sour-faced bitch that I already had beef with, came in."Miss Miller. Thank you for waiting," the older detective who came in with her said."Do I need my lawyer?""You're not under arrest. You're just here to answer some questions, but of course, we can call your lawyer if you'd prefer."Mom's voice rang in my head. 'Answer everything truthfully, except for where you were on the night that bastard died. You were asleep in bed, and so was I. If you tell any other lies apart from that, the chances are that you'll forget it."That was all she had been able to say to me before we were separated. I could do this."The lawyer won't be necessary, then," I told the detective."Good. You knew Dr. Raymond Whitfield.""My family knew him. He treated a relative of ours a long time ago.""I see. You used to visit him at the old Ashcroft facility, before he sold it off."I nodded, suddenly understanding w

Last Updated : 2026-09-15

Chapter thirty seven: The vehement refusal

Maya's POVBrooke and her mother’s arrest was still the top story on every channel by the time I left the office that evening.For the first time since I returned to this city, it felt like justice might finally be within reach.I found Mom in the kitchen. She looked perfectly composed, sipping tea as if she didn’t have a single care in the world.Meanwhile, I hadn’t been able to stay still ever since I saw the news. All I had been thinking about was coming back home."Mom. This is it! This is the moment we need to make our case known. The police already have Brooke and her mother in custody over Whitfield’s murder. I knew they had something to do with it. If we go in now and tell them everything those people did to you and how they silenced Whitfield over it. They’d have a place to start and…”"No," she said emphatically, setting her teacup down very carefully.“Mom…”“The police already released Brooke and Ashley. I saw the news less than thirty minutes ago.”“What?! So soon?”“Yes,

Last Updated : 2026-09-16

Chapter thirty eight: Reporting the Millers

Chapter Thirty-EightMaya’s POVHe looked taken aback, and something shifted in his face. “Oh, I see… Maya, you once mentioned a Dr. Whitfield to me at the gala. I’m not usually so slow, but it took me a while to figure out that it must have been the same person you were referring to that Brooke and her mother were arrested for after his murder. Would that be correct?”Why on earth was he asking me this? Was he trying to get more information so he could warn Brooke and her mother? I immediately regretted telling him.“I know you’re close to the Millers and all, but… hell, what was I even thinking? You’re the last person I should have confided in.”His eyes widened. “Maya, do you really think I’d go running to Brooke and her mother to tell them your plans? Do you really think so low of me?”“I’m sorry, but I don’t know what you will do or what you won’t do. You’re literally a stranger to me, and yes, judging from your record, the chances are that you’ll actually go running to Bro

Last Updated : 2026-09-17

The vehement denial.

MAYA’s POVWhat's going on? Is everything alright?” She asked as she sat down, looking from me to Lucas and then the detective with mild confusion."Mom, don't worry. It's safe. I already told the detective everything the Millers did to you. The police just need you to confirm it, and then Ashley and Richard will face the full wrath of the law," I encouraged her.A confused look entered her eyes. "I don't understand. What are you talking about?"A sinking feeling gripped my chest. She definitely knew what I was talking about.“Mom, you don't need to be scared. The police will help us."Now, my voice was desperate and pleading, but it didn't sway Mom."But there's nothing for them to help me with, Maya. Why would I be scared?"The detective stepped in then, laying out the allegations I had made before her and assuring her he was ready to see the matter through to the end.Mom simply smiled and shook her head in feigned bewilderment."Oh, no, detective! I'm so, so sorry. It’s no

Last Updated : 2026-09-18

Chapter forty: Trial by public opinion

Maya's POVFour days after the police station, I was bent over my worktable, busy with a bracelet sketch, when a man I didn't recognize appeared in the studio doorway."Are you Maya Thompson?" he asked."Yes, I am. Come in," I said, barely looking up as my attention was still on my sketch.He did and handed me some documents. “You’ve been served.”My mouth fell open. “Served? I don’t understand. Served with what?”“You’ll find everything you need in the documents,” he said, then turned and left.I closed the studio door, the envelope still gripped tightly in my hands.My hands weren't quite steady as I tore it open. I skimmed through the document in disbelief.The Millers were suing me for defamation because of the allegations I had made to the police. I burst out laughing, but it was a low, humorless laugh.The level of their audacity was indeed astounding. How on earth had they found out I went to the police station, and what I went there for?I hadn't said a single word to the pres

Last Updated : 2026-09-19

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