The Physicist Wife Who Overturned The World นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He had a team of researchers who managed to find a cure for cancer, and their research efforts would certainly be twice more effective with their help. As such, she called Mark, who agreed to it without hesitation. Even more confident with a team of professionals taking part, the development saw a breakthrough in three days. They had been working day and night without much rest, and knowing that it had been hard on them, Irene went out to a good restaurant in the afternoon and ordered healthier dishes for them. When they returned, however, the receptionist at the front desk laughed at her. "Hey, weren't you saying that you're Isaac Jefferson's wife? Why is he marrying someone else now?"

Marcos said. She smiled at everyone. “Excuse me.” And walked off. Now the problem was Zein. That couldn’t be possible. His wife was dead. She had left the world, she had left him and their son alone in this world. She couldn’t just have come back from the mere hell. His wife had murdered people, she went crazy, she gave birth and did everything to take her own life, the doctors were doing everything to keep her alive but the treatment was the last thing she could bear and that was exactly what killed her. The doctors had done their best. They couldn’t just keep her alive, no when she was crazy.

I repeated. “It’s my fault,” she whispered. “No,” I said, glancing at the floor number. Could this elevator be any slower? “Hey,” I whispered. “I’ll be there in a few minutes.” My wife couldn’t have a breakdown over Rosie’s antics. Whatever Hyacinth had said was undoubtedly true. Rosie was delusional, clinging to her own twisted version of reality. And my wife? She was strong, though not naturally confrontational. I admired her fiery spirit when she stood up to Rosie, speaking the truth with unwavering conviction.

Can't stand seeing his wife succeed! Theron seized the moment, pointing an accusing finger at me. "Hear that, you wretched bastard?! Elara risked everything—used cutting-edge technology—to save your brother and achieve a miracle in scientific history! And here you are, making a fool of yourself, doubting your own wife. You're out of your mind! "Security! Where's security? Throw this lunatic out for disrupting the ceremony!" I watched the perfect coordination between them—the way they twisted truth into lies—and couldn't help but laugh coldly. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out another document: a photocopy of my research paper, published in one of the world's top journals.

And now, she shows up with $10 million in cash? The Sophia In front of me wasn’t the same woman I had entered this marriage with. The soft-spoken, obedient girl who was barely more than a stranger had transformed into someone entirely different—a woman who now seemed to thrive on this newfound power. It was hard to ignore, even harder to comprehend. She met my gaze, her voice steady. “It’s my own money, James.”

When I saw her turned her chair towards me my whole world shattered when I looked at her face after 5 years. I was happy in fact I was extremely happy when I saw her face but after seeing her act so strangely all that happiness turned into fear about never getting close to her again. I always heard about Jean Bently that who's the most powerful woman in the business industry. She took over her family business just a few years ago and her hardworking made her company the world's most recognized one. But I never in my worst dreams ever thought that, that Jean Bently world's most powerful women are, in fact, my wife.

“Elena, I never gave you the permission to perform an autopsy on my mother! Can’t you just let her rest in peace?! “You’re a murderer too! They were right! You really are the daughter of a murderer!” Jonathan ran into my ward and yelled at me. When I was discharged, I found that I could no longer hold a scalpel, so I resigned. Jonathan took over my job. “Serves you right! You’re not worthy of being a forensic scientist.” I knew that I had let him down, along with Nina. So, I quit and became a housewife. Besides, Nina’s wish was for Jonathan to have a family of his own.

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."

Just enough to let something human peek between the cracks in his pro mask. "Because of her." She said simply. “Your wife has fought for this family 10 times harder than anyone born into it. You accidentally or intentionally married her and then she decided to stay when any sane person would have left. She survived a kidnapping and torture and giving birth and a dozen attempts on her life. She decoded your father’s formulas, synthesized an antidote and saved your life when you were dying from that toxin. She has earned the right to build her family on a foundation of truth and not secrets and lies.”