The Abandoned Wife Lucian นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Guards.” Heavy footsteps filled the room as his men marched forward, and Lucian’s voice hardened. “Jasper’s betrayal is unforgivable. His desire was to kill me, claim my position, and marry another woman without ever marrying Vera.” My heart clenched painfully as my eyes drifted back to Jasper, searching his face for denial, for anything, but all I saw was fear. “Is that true?” Lucian asked softly, almost kindly, before looking at me. “Is that the man you wanted to marry?” The room fell silent, and then another sound filled the air, a recording playing, Jasper’s own voice spilling out without mercy.

Adrian said fluidly, pouring a cup of coffee into a dainty cup. “But if you really want to play your role well, you need to understand him. Lucas is…peculiar. He shoulders his empire and doesn't let people too close, even family. Not unless he wants them there.” A puzzled look crossed my face. “So what does he really want with me apart from this shammish marriage?” That question earned a shrug from Adrian. “You'd have to find out for yourself, Miss.Lucia.” I hated the way his answer left me with more questions instead of clarity but before I could try to squeeze more out of him, he received a call. He politely excused himself to take it, leaving me with confusion again.

She shot me one last contemptuous glance, took Johnny's hand, and turned to leave. I watched her retreating figure, and the memories of our fifteen years together flooded back. Despite everything, I couldn't help but call out to her. Maeve spun around instantly. "Changed your mind? Ed, it's too late now—" I cut her off, glancing at her hand intertwined with Johnny's. Whether it was because I'd already hurt too much, or because I'd finally let go—my heart felt calm now. I said, "We were married once, so I'll give you one last piece of advice. Johnny isn't who you think he is. He's not the son of war heroes—he's been lying to you. His reasons for getting close to you might not be innocent..."

"But don't worry, I don't love Julian. The second I get what's mine, I'm coming to you." "Even if you have to hide me away, even if I'm only ever the other woman, I don't care. And if you don't want my son…" By the timestamps, Lucian hadn't made her wait a single second for the reply. "I'll take care of your son to the end, and I will never let you be the other woman." "As for Vivian, I've already had her dosed. The doctor says she'll never be able to have children." "When the time comes, that's the reason we'll use to push her out of the family."

Suspected murderer. And now… husband. Ariella lifted her eyes to meet his. Cold. Calculating. No warmth, no flicker of doubt — only a deadly kind of stillness. Like a man who’d slit a throat and still make it to dinner in a clean suit. "You look like you want to kill me," Lucien said, voice smooth as silk, yet edged with ice. “You’ll need to do better at hiding it, wife.” Wife. The word slithered down her spine like a curse.

"You thought I would stay." That hit him. He took a step toward me. Adrian moved at once. "That's enough." Lucian's voice turned cold. "Move." "No." I looked at Lucian over Adrian's shoulder. "I'm married," I said. "Maybe too late means nothing in your world. It means something in mine." His face went still. "You think I'm here out of guilt?" he asked. I held his gaze. "Aren't you?" "No," he said quietly. And for a second, I believed him.

“You made me dislike my wife because of the injuries she inflicted on you every day, which absolutely turned out to be false! I can't believe that you wickedly injured yourself and blamed my wife for it. And because you claimed to be my saviour, I believed you and refused to listen to my wife!” ‘He- he knows?! He knows the truth?!’. Liliana thought to herself and was already trembling in fear. ‘How did those hackers find out about my perfect schemes?! Are there any hidden CCTV cameras that I'm not aware of?! Because in the past, I even threatened Anya not to tell anyone!’. Liliana wondered. “Did you actually think I'd ever marry you? You were even a slut to begin with”. Lucian was disgusted

“I came back home only to find out that Lucian had lied against me to my mate’s family,” “What do you mean?” I asked, feeling confused. “Lucian really liked my wife. He wanted her for himself, to the point that he wanted to get rid of me, but she didn’t want anything to do with him,” He explained. I was quite taken aback by that. I knew about his affair with Jennifer back at home, but I never expected him to go as far as coveting a married woman. Still, that didn’t explain why Morgan was locked up in the first place.

Elara leaned into him, a soft, content expression on her face that Lucian realized, with a sickening jolt, he had never once seen directed at him. His ex-wife, the woman he had discarded, was dancing with another man, radiating a happiness that he had brutally stolen from her. The sight was a knife twisting in his gut. He knew then. He hadn't just lost a wife. He had lost everything. And he would tear the world apart to get it back. As the waltz swirled, Lucian felt a sudden, piercing chill. He looked down at his hand, and for a fleeting moment, he could almost feel the phantom weight of a tiny, trusting hand in his. A hand he had never held. A future he had destroyed.