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[“So really?”] Feby almost forgot how to breathe. Did Ares's first wife already know about their illegitimate marriage? It's bad if she did! ["What else, honey? Don't you see what I am doing? There are many agendas to read. I am busy."] ["Tsk. The kids want a vacation to Bali, honey. We haven't spent time with them in a long time."] Only then could Feby be relieved after hearing more. She didn't. Her world was still safe because God had not yet revealed the secret she was keeping with her husband.

Not tonight. Instead, they lingered in the space between words and touches, letting the city outside continue its chatter, letting the rumors breathe—but controlling what mattered most: each other. As she finally prepared for bed, Isabella realized that this chapter of their marriage wasn’t ending in surrender—it was building. Building tension, building desire, building trust in the small, deliberate choices they both had to make. Tomorrow, the world could scream. Tomorrow, Clara could try again. Tomorrow, the headlines would exist.

She forgot everything, the light was back in her eyes and that bastard she married…i noticed how he looked at her, how the look in his eyes changed when she lost her memories. It pissed me the fuck off, i did everything to make her remember, the paintings, the attack with the drunk… But still, Amelia has treated me like a stranger, the beautiful memories we shared together all gone. I was done watching her from a distance, not when all of my efforts were now going down the drain and that bastard, that Volkov scum! How dare he knock her up? How dare he touch what belongs to me? I've spent years making her who she is, no one knows her better than i do…and if those paintings aren't enough to ju

com/book_info/31000006237/Romance/When-you-leave-your-heart-behind My books are also available on Goodnovel's Spanish platform called Buenovela, here are the links. https://www.buenovela.com/book_info/31000018152/null/Por-Siempre-Tuya https://www.buenovela.com/book_info/31000007152/Rom-ntica/Cuando-dejas-tu-corazon-atras Thanks I love you guys By Lara Soultaker ******************************************************** Chapter 36 The Infidelity of the Woman You Love It's been months since my beloved Luna left. I miss her, and my wolf can't live without her, her smile, her beautiful curly hair, her scent. I can't even concentrate on my pack's business without thinking of her.

My work badge, my access card, and even my personal mobile phone were all confiscated. If they were able to find even the slightest evidence, I would be grounded for life. I didn't know how I walked out of the company office building. I went home feeling dazed. When I opened the door, what I saw was just an empty apartment. There was a file on the empty table. It was a divorce agreement. I opened it with trembling hands. The agreement was pretty clear. My wife wanted to divorce me, and I was to leave with nothing. The reason for the divorce was that I was disloyal and made a terrible mistake that ruined the reputation of our family.

"Does it not exhaust you? All that effort just to hold onto something that was never really yours to begin with?" I looked at her. I thought about ten months of this. Her name in my husband's mouth, her photo on his phone, her presence woven so completely through my marriage that at times it had been difficult to tell where the obligation ended and the affair began. I thought about the hospital room and the photograph she had held up to my face with that same smile she was wearing right now. I thought about how long I had let moments exactly like this one pass without saying a single word in response.

And she'd been in my office for three months. Working for me. Fixing the company she'd built. Looking at me with those cold eyes that used to look at me with love. She'd been right there. How could I not have recognized her? Because I'd never really looked at her. Not when we were married. Not when I divorced her. Not ever. She'd been invisible to me. Isla. My first wife. The woman I'd married out of obligation and divorced without remorse. She'd been nothing to me then.

I remembered desperately trying to save our marriage, ready to apologize for things that weren't even my fault and begging him to talk to me. The memory made me laugh bitterly. How pathetic I must have looked. How desperately I had clung to someone who couldn't wait to let me go. A sharp cramp suddenly twisted through my stomach. I immediately placed a hand over my belly. “Baby...” I whispered softly and gently rubbed my stomach until the cramp slowly eased. I looked around the house, and it suddenly felt suffocating. It no longer felt like a home anymore. It was a cage filled with painful memories.

Leonard’s office suddenly felt colder after those words left Vanessa’s mouth. His gaze remained fixed on the photo of Elena in his hand. “They still haven’t found him?” Leonard repeated quietly. Vanessa nodded. “There’s no record of a husband.” She stepped closer. “No marriage records either.” Without realizing it, Leonard’s thumb brushed lightly over the photograph. Adele was smiling softly at Elena in the picture. Natural. Warm. And the longer he looked at it— The harder it became to connect Adele to the cold impression she usually gave off.

Let her walk out feeling like she won something. Now that same sentence sat differently. Not like the final word of a woman who had lost. Like the quiet warning of a woman who already knew what was coming. And had chosen to tell me anyway. Something wasn't adding up. The woman I had been married to had been careful. Reserved. Always slightly apart from the world around her, like she was watching it from a distance she had chosen for herself. I had mistaken that distance for smallness. For a life that did not extend far beyond what I could see.