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He didn't know how to be vulnerable because vulnerability was the only thing that could truly kill him. I spent the rest of the night in a state of hypervigilance. I couldn't sleep, the image of my father haunting my dreams. I began to realise that Alaric was right about one thing: I couldn't just be the victim in this story. If I wanted to save my father, I had to stop being the "unwanted wife" and start being the strategist.

Then… I watched him carry her out, like they were married couples… when in actual fact, she was my wife. No… ex-wife. You remarried, remember? My subconscious reminded me cruelly. “What are you doing here?" The coldness in her voice made the hair on my back stand on end. I didn’t have to turn around to know who and why her voice was dead and without emotion. Barrister Junie, though I have yet to meet her in person until now…. It didn’t mean that I hadn’t heard so much about her. In fact, far too much. “I came for the wedding—”

"My name is Clara Vance, and I am the founder and CEO of V-Tech Industries." The room erupted. Reporters scrambled to get closer. "Miss Vance! There are rumors you were married to Julian Thorne! Is it true you've been his housewife for three years?" a journalist yelled. Clara leaned into the microphone, a small, icy smirk playing on her lips. "I was a wife, yes. But I found the position… underwhelming. I’ve decided to return to a role that requires more intelligence and significantly less cooking." Julian felt like the air had been sucked out of the room. He stared at the screen, his blood running cold. She looked beautiful. She looked powerful. She looked like a stranger.

The Unwanted Wife has finally come to an end! ✧ To be honest, this wasn’t how I originally planned to finish the story. But somewhere along the way, my heart changed, and so did the ending. I know some of you may be surprised that the epilogue was written from Lucas’ point of view, but I chose to write it not to justify his actions, but simply to tell his side of the story. I genuinely felt like he deserved that. And truthfully, I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep at night unless I shared his backstory, and that’s how the epilogue came to life.

Her brows knitted and she chewed on her bottom lip as she read out loud. “Hello, my wonderful fans. It's been a long ass time, but your baddest bitch is back, and she's back with loads of drama! Eek! The last time I brought the tea, you all called me a marriage destroyer and all sorts of names, but look how that turned out. I saved their marriage-by destroying it nonetheless-but at least no one is being lied to. Both spouses are happily separated. As always, I bring out the truth. Now, I have returned with more juicy stories. There is a billionairess out there whose husband is squandering her family's money (on me) just because she's infertile. There's more to the tea than meets the eye.

Then I kept reading. The next paragraph hit harder. “Allegations of infidelity within your marriage have further compromised your credibility and rendered you temporarily incompetent for active decision making.” My throat went dry. That word incompetent echoed louder than anything else. It didn’t make sense. My new marriage wasn’t leaked on the internet. Unless… unless someone leaked it. I forced a laugh but it died halfway. Because there was nothing funny about someone trying to erase me. My phone buzzed. It buzzed again. A new message flashed across the screen.

> "I'm the cold, detached wife. I'm the emotionally unavailable physician who spent more time in the trauma bays than in her own home. I was entirely too focused on my own career advancement to notice a lonely, neglected husband." Thelma looked utterly crushed. The absolute silence that followed was all the confirmation I required. I nodded slowly, the pieces of the puzzle locking into perfect alignment. The script practically wrote itself. The highly successful, unyielding female doctor; the busy, neglectful mother; the tragic, cast-aside husband who simply fell into the arms of a warm, supportive young woman. You could almost hear the whispers spreading through the manicured lawns of River

I snarled fiercely. As I scowled at him, I clinched my teeth in fury, then said, "What about my clothing? I forgot to pack anything! Moreover, why did you rent just one suite? I have enough money to pay for my accommodation!" "Did you happen to hear what the receptionist said? She knew you were my wife because I told her. They'll be shocked and believe we're arguing if you reserve another room. They would undoubtedly be pleased and may use the opportunity to seduce your attractive husband." Gavin smiled arrogantly as he said.

It was just two old friends having fun. As the night went on, we danced to more songs, switching between fast and slow beats. The club was crowded, and people were bumping into us, but we didn't care. We were lost in the moment, enjoying each other's company. I was caught up in the moment, dancing with Adam under the bright disco lights when suddenly, a strong hand wrapped around my wrist, pulling me away from him. I turned to see my husband, Shraf, standing there with a stern expression on his face. My heart skipped a beat, and I couldn't help but feel confused and shocked to see him there. I had no idea he would show up here. His face twisted with anger, it was unsettling. His handsome f