Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Wife He Failed To Love: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

“I’m going to divorce Elena as soon as I find a way to do it without damaging my reputation,” my husband said, while the woman he had always loved rested her head against his chest.I stood outside our bedroom, clutching a positive pregnancy test in my handbag, and listened as Adrian Blackwell promised another woman the future I had spent three years praying to share with him.“Then why haven’t you done it yet?” Victoria asked. “Unless your wife means more to you than you admit.”“She means nothing to me, Victoria. I married her because the arrangement benefited my family, and I intend to end it when the time is right.”The pregnancy test pressed painfully against my fingers through the leather of my handbag, but I barely noticed. All I could hear was the steady beating of my heart as the man I loved destroyed the last excuse I had made for his cruelty.Three years of marriage, three years of waiting for him to look at me as something more than an obligation, and I had finally receive

“Tell me what you know about Victoria’s baby, Adrian, because I refuse to spend another night in this marriage while you protect everyone except me.”My husband’s phone was still pressed against his ear, and the moment Victoria heard my voice, she stopped speaking.Then Adrian ended the call without saying goodbye.“Go upstairs, Elena,” he ordered, slipping his phone into his pocket.I remained beside the dining table, staring at the wedding ring he had removed minutes earlier. “Not until you explain what she meant when she said I must never discover who the child’s father is.”His expression became unreadable. “Victoria is upset, and you heard a conversation without understanding the circumstances.”“Then help me understand them.”“Not everything concerns you.”I looked at him, wondering how a man who had shared my bed for three years could make me feel like a stranger in my own home.“I’m carrying your child,” I reminded him. “If Victoria’s situation can affect our baby, then it con

“Tell me what your family did to my father, Adrian, because I will not carry your child while living beside a man who knows the truth about my father’s death.”Adrian stood before me with his phone in his hand, his expression tense as though he was searching for a way to explain something he had spent years trying to bury.For the first time since our marriage began, I was no longer afraid of losing him; I was afraid that the man I had loved for most of my life had helped destroy my family.“Sit down, Elena,” he said quietly.“I don’t want to sit down. I want answers.”He glanced toward the bedroom door before lowering his voice. “Your father worked for my grandfather. He was the chief accountant at Blackwell Holdings, and he discovered that money was being moved through accounts that didn’t exist on the company’s official records.”I stared at him, remembering the old photograph my mother kept in a drawer, the one showing my father standing beside a building he had once called his se

“Victoria is my sister?” I repeated, staring at Adrian. “How long have you known?”He looked away, and that small movement told me he was still hiding something.“Not long enough to understand the whole truth,” he replied.I stepped away from him, struggling to control my emotions. My mother had disappeared, Victoria had been hiding secrets about a child, and now I was being told that the woman who had tried to destroy my marriage might be my sister.“How could my mother have another daughter and never tell me?”“Your father wanted to keep her existence hidden.”“Why?”Adrian hesitated before answering. “According to the documents I found, your mother gave birth to twins. One child remained with her, while the other was taken away shortly after birth.”My knees weakened.“Twins?”He nodded. “Victoria’s original birth records were altered. Someone arranged for her to grow up under a different identity.”I covered my mouth, trying to process the information. I remembered my mother telli

My mother’s warning made no sense, but the fear in the nurse’s eyes told me it wasn’t something I could ignore.I read the message again, hoping I had misunderstood it.Never let Adrian find out that the baby you’re carrying is a Blackwell heir.Adrian was my husband’s name. He was the only man I had ever been with, and there was no question about who had fathered my child.Unless my mother knew something I didn’t.“Did she leave an address?” I asked the nurse.The woman shook her head. “She only left that envelope. She seemed frightened, and she kept asking whether anyone had come looking for her.”I looked at the photograph again. My father stood beside Margaret Blackwell, both of them looking serious. The date written on the back was from twenty-six years ago, shortly before my birth.Why had my father connected Victoria’s child to Margaret?I pulled out my phone and called my mother. It rang several times before going to voicemail.I tried again.Nothing.“Elena?”I turned and fou