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It was after he muttered those cold words to her that she realized that her husband had brought two foreigners home. "Rowan," she finally got the courage to call his name. She demanded an explanation, the woman who brought home, she recognized her. When her husband was passing through hell because of this woman, she had watched him with a heavy heart and offered him her shoulders even though his pain was for another woman. This woman was no other than Victoria James, her husband's childhood sweetheart. A slender woman with black long hair and eyes as brown almonds. She had a bright smile on her face as she walked into the living room, observing the entire place with keen eyes.

They came there for other reasons. “I don't need your help, I'm just here to ask if you know this man?" She showed a photo of Miguel to Zoe. “Well, I used to, but not anymore," she said, looking at the woman. "That's my husband and you're the reason my home is breaking apart. Every day I have to find him begging for your forgiveness while I am deprived of my wifely rights. Do you find that cool?” the woman lifted her brows. Zoe looked at me who was as shocked as she was before asking Miguel's wife to lower her tone as she was about to draw attention to us.

I could sense my rage rushing to the surface after hearing her refer to my husband in such a personal manner but I refused to indulge her, I was just going to wait for Dominic. “I would like to speak to my husband personally so I’ll wait for my husband in here, in his office.” I responded with a firm tone as I made my way past her, towards the seats and sat down quietly. She walked over to join me instantly. “You know…” she began, “I should really thank you for all you’ve done for Dominic for the past three years. I mean, he told me everything, that you cook and clean so well and you’re always so eager to do everything he asks you to do. You were such a perfect house wife.”

The headlines shouted about our past marriage. "BREAKING NEWS: MON Chairman, Mr. Hans Kenji Alvez, WAS married to the owner of EXiellene Royale, Ms. Exelle Kim?" My body froze as I read each headline, one after another. They all revolved around our marriage. Tremors ran through my hands, and my throat felt tight, overwhelmed by a surge of anxiety. Cold sweat formed on my palms. I sat there, staring blankly at the article I had opened, unable to comprehend how and why all this had surfaced.

I had been his wife, his equal partner, and yet I had been framed by the very people who should have trusted me. "Let’s try the Westbrook server again," Elias said, his voice suddenly decisive. "We might be able to find something hidden there." The idea of breaking into the Westbrook system again felt wrong, but I pushed the unease aside. I had no choice. Selene had been manipulating every part of our lives—our marriage, our business, our reputation—and I wouldn’t let her win.

Isabella halted in front of the door, recognizing the familiar voice. "Isn't that Sheila, your husband's best friend?" Manuela whispered. Isabella nodded, sensing an urge to step back and keep her innocent gaze. Despite that, she pulled the door open. The room was illuminated, revealing her husband entangled with Sheila, his alleged best friend. They lay exposed, devoid of any sheets. Isabella shivered as coldness ran down her spine. Her heart raced, threatening to escape her mouth as she discovered her husband shamelessly cheating on their marital bed.

The silence in the room was overwhelming. He was used to this silence but today it was deafening. Javier thought about yesterday. That woman came and suddenly introduce herself as her wife. She even changed his clothes and seemed to be content with his legs. She even spent their wedding night together. So Javier thought that the woman accepted her pitiful fate for now. But to think it was only for a day. She slept soundly the whole night. What changed her mind? Javier then thought of the maid that visited them yesterday. That maid scolded and cursed his wife.

". Anisha nodded and gestured them to sit on the other sofa, they nodded and follow her order. Anisha speaks with full attitude on her face and said looking at Alya:” I am not going to beat around the bush, I am coming straight to the point. I want to marry your husband , Mrs Alya Viren Malhothra “. Both Alya and Viren were shocked to hear her , Alya gets up angrily and said :” What are you saying , are you mad ? He is my husband , we love each other . Don’t you have shame keeping eyes on other woman husband , you are such a shameless woman“.

Hmm, maybe because at that time Kane and I immediately flew to Switzerland and a week after that we were both busy with our respective jobs, so we didn't have time to open social media or watch infotainment programs on television. “Do you know that woman's account name? I want to see it too.” "Wow, chill. Don’t get mad. The woman immediately deleted her account two weeks ago. Even though a lot of people follow her to find out the latest news about your married life.” "So that woman is like spying on us?" asked Kane suddenly interrupting our conversation. The woman then nodded her head quickly as she took her phone out of her clutch bag. "See, she also said that your household will soon be de

She hissed. She don’t care? Tsk. “Your husband is here in The Elements. He’s so drunk, maybe you want to fetch your husband??” I was suddenly nervous. Waiting for my wife’s answer. “Mara what are you saying?! He is your husband but you don’t care at all?! Did you fight?! I will let him here but what if someone took advantage of your husband’s drunk state?” She scolded her. “Mara!” I can hear frustration in her voice.