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Chapter 92: Goodbye
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Loathed Wife of the Wicked Billionaire Chapter 93: Really Gone
••Theron••I woke up to a stillness that hung heavy in the air, suffocating me. But it wasn't the physical emptiness of the room that weighed me down; it was the crushing reality of my loss that wrapped around my heart like a vice. Athara, my beloved wife, was gone. The tragedy that had befallen us felt like a cruel joke, a nightmare I couldn't bear to accept.I rubbed my eyes, hoping to rid myself of the haunting images that plagued my mind. The fire, the inferno that consumed the hospital, had stolen away everything I held dear. I couldn't accept it. This had to be a terrible dream. I longed to jolt awake and find Athara lying peacefully beside me, her gentle breaths soothing my soul.I looked on the other side of the bed and all I saw was her image. She was always sleeping peacefully until morning beside me but now she was not with me anymore and all I have in me was her memories and image of her I kept on painting in my head."Love, Athara, I wish I could see you and hug you anytim
Loathed Wife of the Wicked Billionaire Chapter 94: Death Anniversary
Exactly three years had passed since Athara's untimely departure, and today, I woke up with a heavy heart as I couldn't help but miss her. As the warm morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, I slowly rose from the bed, my thoughts consumed by the memories we had shared. "Good morning, my love," I whispered looking at her portrait inside our room.Our twins had just turned three, and it pained me to know that they would never have the chance to know their incredible mother.Untangling myself from the sheets, I made my way downstairs, the empty spaces in the house haunting me. As I stepped into the kitchen, I was greeted by the sound of joyful laughter. Turning the corner, I found my three sons, Triumph, Wisdom, and Athro, waiting for me with wide smiles on their faces. Athro, the eldest, had just celebrated his eighth birthday and was attending school now."Good morning, papa!" they chorused, their energy contagious even on such a somber day."Good morning, my little warriors,
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The holiday season was approaching, and the air crackled with anticipation and excitement. My heart yearned to bring a glimmer of joy to my twin sons, the youthful energy that had once filled our home with laughter and play. It was with this intention that I stepped into the bustling mall, hoping to find the perfect gifts that would ignite their imaginations and bring a smile to their faces.Everyone was looking at me. I might be familiar to them or some of them know who I am."Is that him? Theron Duffins?""Yes. He's really successful but his wife died because of a fire accident in South Carolina.""Well, I am willing to be a mom of his kids, if he permits!" I sighed and pretended I didn't hear them. As I strolled past the colorful displays and shelves filled with toys of all sizes, my heart was heavy with the memories that accompanied this territory. I always imagined being with her in every moment like this, selecting toys for our boys and walking around while we talked about lif
Loathed Wife of the Wicked Billionaire Chapter 96: Symphony of Melancholy
The heaviness in my heart lingered long after Athara's burial, and the lack of communication from my cousin Herod only added to my growing unease. I couldn't help but feel a sense of worry, unsettled by his silence during such a challenging time. It seemed as though he had vanished into thin air, leaving me with unanswered questions and a gnawing anxiety that wouldn't subside.However, my concerns were soon alleviated when, quite unexpectedly, Herod answered one of my emails. Relief washed over me as the words on the screen brought a glimmer of hope. It seemed as though we were finally going to reconnect and share the weight of our grief.Eager to catch up, we set up a time for a long-overdue conversation. The anticipation of hearing his voice after all these months was almost overwhelming. As the agreed-upon time approached, I found myself nervously pacing the room, my fingers tapping incessantly against the armrest of the couch.Finally, the familiar ringtone echoed through the room
Loathed Wife of the Wicked Billionaire Chapter 97: Unyielding Faith
Loneliness has wrapped its cold arms around me, encasing me in a shroud of desolation. No longer do the comforting smiles of friends and family warm my heart; their belief in my sanity seems to have eroded like the sands beneath a crashing wave. I find myself lost in a sea of doubt, desperately clutching at the fragile tendrils of hope that refuse to leave me.It was in the bustling halls of the mall that I first laid eyes upon her. Amidst the throng of strangers, my heart recognized her, my beloved Athara. Her radiant smile and flowing auburn locks cascading over her shoulders remained vivid in my memory, etched there from the countless nights spent together. How could I have imagined her as anything but?But the world around me disputes my version of reality. They say she is gone, her soul severed from this earthly realm and thrust into a realm beyond our reach. They claim to have buried her, whispering hushed condolences and offering sympathetic glances. Yet, my heart fights agains
Loathed Wife of the Wicked Billionaire Chapter 98: Welcome Party
The day of Herod and his wife Eliana's welcome party has arrived. I'm excited to see that cousin of mine again and meet his wife. Eliana's luck with my cousin Herod was indeed incomparable, apart from being rich, he is handsome and very loving. That's why I was afraid that he would win my wife's heart because Athara might see in him what I couldn't give her in those days and that was love without holding back. "Papa, are you going to uncle's party? Tell him that I miss him and ask him about the gift that I asked for from him.""Yes, son. Stay with your grandma and listen to her. Do not bring your siblings outside, alright?""Yes, papa."As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden glow over the city, I stood in front of the mirror, admiring my new elegant suit that hung perfectly on my frame. I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building up within me - tonight was the night of the welcome home party for my cousin Herod and his wife Eliana. I had been eagerly looking forwa
Loathed Wife of the Wicked Billionaire Chapter 99: Eyes Widening In Surprise
The dimly lit atmosphere of the bar was only highlighted by the flickering neon lights that adorned the walls and the faint tunes of jazz that drifted through the air. Here, in the depths of my solitude, I found solace among the solitary souls who sought refuge in the enticing embrace of liquor. My whiskey glass sat idly in front of me, its contents swaying gently with each tremor of my hand.As I raised my weary gaze, my eyes fell upon her – Eliana. She was a vision of grace, her eyes gleaming with a depth that seemed to hold centuries of untold stories. Time stood still as I observed her from across the crowded bar, captivating my gaze and drawing me closer with an irresistible force.With each passing moment, the resemblance grew stronger, and my heart pounded in my chest, almost deafeningly. The beautiful stranger had become an enigma, a haunting reflection of my past. Athara, my wife, who had left my life so abruptly, seemed to resurrect herself within the curves and contours of
Loathed Wife of the Wicked Billionaire Chapter 100: Muddled and Fragmented
She couldn't speak because of my mentioned name."Athara?!""I am not Athara. I will never be someone I haven't met in person. Let go of my hand," she said.I kept staring at her while my hands were still holding her wrist. I didn't want to let her go. I know that there was something wrong with Eliana's personality. She was hiding something, I can sense that. I feel like she was my wife Athara. As I held Eliana's hand tightly, my mind raced with confusion and uncertainty. There was a familiarity in her eyes that I couldn't place, a connection that seemed unbreakable. I needed to discover the truth, to unravel this mystery that consumed my thoughts.In the sanctuary of the toy store's corner, hushed whispers mingled with the murmur of childlike laughter. It was the perfect place to seek answers, hidden away from curious onlookers and prying eyes. With cautious steps, I tugged gently on Eliana's hand, urging her to sit on a small, colorful bench tucked beneath a shelf of stuffed animal
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