All Chapters of The Wife He Never Knew: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

At Cross Group, Cassandra stood in the executive suite.Technically running her own studio now, she still showed up to Julian's office every day, same as always."Julian, what's special about these two bills?"She draped a hand over his shoulder, curious, watching him turn two banknotes over and over in his fingers. He'd been fixated on them all morning.Just two ordinary bills not crisp, not worn, no marks on them, nothing counterfeit-looking about them either.Cassandra genuinely couldn't understand what had held his attention this long."Nothing."Flat, same as ever.But she caught the smile deepening at the corner of his mouth something quietly satisfied underneath it.No matter how she pushed, he never explained where the bills came from, and never put them away either.Eleanor skipped the studio entirely that day.She drove to the Cross estate with tonics for Edward.She used to make weekly visits to her mother at Serenity Care, and keep in touch with Edward regularly too.The s

Eleanor couldn't stop staring at the man's face.Felix Shen smiled."Am I really that good-looking?"She caught herself, embarrassed, and looked away."Sorry...""You threw up on my shoes, and 'sorry' is supposed to cover that?"His tone had an edge she hadn't expected.So this was the personality behind the undefeated divorce attorney from T City."I'm sorry I had too much to drink. Name a price for the shoes, I'll double it." She held out her card.Felix took it, glanced down, and his eyebrow lifted slightly."Don't worry about the money. Get on your knees and clean it yourself."Eleanor blinked, sobering fast."Mr. Shen, keep talking like that and I'm calling the police.""You already know my name's Shen?"Her hand flew to her mouth. Felix stood there, hands on his hips, grinning, far too pleased with himself."Ah, right you're the one who came in today for a divorce consult."She'd registered at the front desk, sure, but she hadn't expected him to actually remember.Felix had flip

With the bet on the line, Eleanor threw herself into the work harder than ever.The preliminary theme: "The Sea."Most minds jumped straight to blue Faith and Nadia both pushed her toward a sapphire or blue diamond centerpiece.Eleanor could tell, even now, how much the Heart of the Ocean from Titanic still dominated people's imagination.A genuine classic, sure. But that was exactly the problem anything referencing it too closely risked reading as imitation, no matter how it was reimagined.She spent a full day thinking it through before finally picking up her pen.She worked until exhaustion took over, crashing at her desk between sessions, and somehow the design kept coming together smoother than she'd dared hope.Over at CL, once Cassandra learned Eleanor had entered the same competition, she gave Dylan a task photograph Eleanor's preliminary sketches, by whatever means necessary.Dylan had been Cassandra's hire from the start, planted quietly at Eleanor's studio to keep tabs.In

"Not for much longer."Eleanor unbuckled her seatbelt. Julian did too.The motion made her already-tense body wind tighter still.*What are you afraid of?*He leaned in without warning, bracing against the passenger door.Eleanor found herself boxed in seat on one side, his arms on the other breath catching in her chest.Afraid of me?His mouth curved, that faint upward smile pulling off a kind of deadly appeal, eyes fixed on her like stars burning bright against the dark.Her chest cinched tighter.Afraid I'll touch you?Watching the panic flash across her face, Julian laughed softly, pulled back, and reached for his phone instead."David we there?"She caught David's voice faintly on the other end. "Right behind Ms. Hale's car, sir.""Good."He hung up and turned back to her."Can't exactly drive your car home myself, now can I?"Meaning the seatbelt, the lean, all of it had just been him climbing out to switch back into his own car. Nothing more.Heat flooded Eleanor's face.Not on

Go, Eleanor!Before she'd even pulled her piece from the box, cheers erupted from the crowd.She looked up and spotted Tyler on his feet, waving wildly.Caught off guard, she watched staff immediately flag him down, and he dropped back into his seat, sheepish.Tyler showing up to a jewelry competition was surprising enough on its own. Him cheering her on publicly left Eleanor genuinely speechless.At the next workstation, Cassandra's carefully applied makeup couldn't fully hide the irritation crossing her face.What's Tyler's problem?Is he seriously only rooting for Eleanor?She refused to believe he hadn't noticed her standing right there, mere feet away.Cassandra wasn't blind to the shift in Tyler's attitude toward Eleanor lately.But she was certain the second she took this championship, his attention would snap right back to her. Only her.The thought settled her, and a small smile crept back, enough to let her shoot Eleanor one more dismissive glance.No matter how polished Ele