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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.

"Stop kidding yourself! We got married because of a promise, not love. I thought Elliot couldn't accept you. Turns out, you're the one who couldn't accept him. This is the only way to make it right." Seeing Randall about to lose everything, his parents softened. "For the sake of all these years as a family, forgive him this once. Please." "Yeah, he really does love you." Olivia looked at them, and for a brief second, she thought of Elliot's mom. She had once promised that woman she would take care of Elliot for the rest of her life. She had called her "Mom" and meant it. In the end, she was the one who got her killed. Olivia's voice turned colder. "That's enough. I'm divorcing him. He doesn'

"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.

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.

My hand gripping the teacup suddenly tightened. Scalding tea splashed onto the back of my hand, but I felt nothing. Cassie watched my reaction, a flash of triumphant satisfaction crossing her eyes. She said, "20 years ago, your father, Richard Lambert, was Haven City's most famous genius designer, and my father, Bobby Wynter, was just his assistant. Your father was incredibly talented and designed a revolutionary piece of jewelry called Eternal Heart that caught the Zaharan Royal Family's attention."

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.

His entire body swayed unsteadily. After a long moment, he suddenly summoned Lupo. "Didn't you say my wife's miscarriage report was fake? Where exactly is she now?" A sense of unease rose in Dante's heart. He finally realized something was very wrong. Sure enough, Lupo said nervously, "Boss, the madam's miscarriage report is real. We never said the report was fake. And the madam left Eralia by plane two weeks ago..." Dante spun around to look at Isabella, but she had already taken advantage of the chaos to attempt a quiet escape out of the wedding venue.

Tomorrow he'll be back to what he used to be, the person who doesn't care if you're still his wife. I smiled bitterly, I don't want to be a mere excuse even if we say it's my obligation as a wife. I just closed my eyes, if he goes back to his old self tomorrow, his emotionless eyes every time he looks at me will be okay. We both loved this thing. Because of my thoughts, I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep. TOMORROW

He said she was the perfect wife and that he would give her anything she wanted as long as she was happy. So she'd lived like a queen. To her, life was making up for the things it had taken when she was young. How then, had she gone from that to being a paralyzed vegetable? What was everyone going to say about her? God, why had she trusted that little witch Lisandra? She was the one who'd convinced her that Max's wife was only after their money. Now that she wasn't blinded by the bullshit Lisandra told her, she could see how things were really. Max only gave his wife her own credit card so she wouldn't go asking for money from anyone. Hadn't Edgar given her a credit card too when they got ma

“Can't remember me? Did you have an amnesia? Tss, let me bring your memories back. “ His lips violently devoured mine. Damn, that kiss felt like I really was married. But why was I letting that man violate me? My husband would be furious! I struggled until he finally let go of my lips. Shit. Was my husband too worthless that he didn’t even find me for five months? Was he looking for me? I cried. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO Thank you so much! Want to hear your review! THANKS A LOT! (By the way: If you can understand tagalog, I have so lot of Tagalog Novel for you to re