Mag-log inShare
chapter 106
Huling Na-update:
2025-04-28 20:22:35
Kaugnay na kabanata
My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 107
Lydia sat by her bedroom window, gazing at the stars as a soft smile played on her lips.Her heart was lighter these days — and for once, it wasn’t because she was forcing herself to move on.It was because of Ethan.He had brought sunshine into the darkest corners of her life.Day after day, with every laugh they shared and every secret they trusted each other with, Lydia found herself growing more certain: Ethan wasn’t just a passing chapter.He was someone she could truly see a future with.The thought filled her with warmth and a tinge of nervous excitement.She knew her family still worried about her.They masked it well, trying to give her space, but she could see it in their eyes — the way they always asked if she was really okay, the way they hesitated before inviting her to family gatherings.Maybe, she thought, it was time to give them a reason to smile again.Maybe it was time they met Ethan — the man who had slowly, gently pieced her heart back together.The next time they
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-28My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 108
The day had finally arrived.Ethan, dressed in a crisp navy-blue shirt and khakis, nervously adjusted his collar as he paced outside Lydia’s house.Lydia giggled from the window, watching him. “Are you sure your parents will be okay?” she called out.Ethan looked up and flashed a smile. “They're more nervous than I am. My mom made three different casseroles trying to calm down.”Soon, two sleek cars pulled up at the Hartman home. Out stepped Ethan’s parents — Mr. Christopher West and Mrs. Leona West. Sophisticated, proper, and undeniably upper-class.Lydia’s mother, a proud homegrown matriarch who believed in warmth and tradition over pretense, stepped out to greet them in her apron.“Welcome! You must be Ethan’s parents. Come in, come in. Don’t mind the smell — we were just baking banana bread.”Mrs. West blinked. “Banana bread?” She looked pleasantly surprised. “How… quaint.”Lydia’s father gave a small chuckle from the doorway. “Hope you’re hungry.”As everyone gathered in the livi
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-29My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 109
The week that followed was a whirlwind.The moment Lydia’s family got over the initial shock and joy, they plunged headfirst into planning the engagement party. Her sister, Vanessa, took control like a seasoned event planner.“We need flowers — soft pastels, romantic, but not too wedding-like,” Vanessa said, scribbling furiously into her notebook. “And the venue! Should we do it in the garden or rent a hall?”“I think home is best,” Lydia said softly. “Something simple… just close family and friends.”Jonathan chimed in from the corner, munching on cookies. “So long as you keep me away from any romantic games. I refuse to answer how many kids you’re going to have.”Ethan, on the other hand, was constantly being pulled between his parents and Lydia’s. His mother adored Lydia and was already calling her “daughter,” while his father, though more reserved, kept asking Ethan if he was really ready.“I’ve never been more certain of anything,” Ethan told him. “She brought me peace.”Meanwhil
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-29My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 110
Linet sat alone in her tiny apartment, the flickering light from the television screen casting shadows on the pale, unwashed walls. The soft hum of wedding bells from a commercial echoed around her, and she quickly muted it, her hands trembling with rage.Her phone buzzed again — another forwarded video of Rita and Adrian’s engagement party. Laughter. Cheers. That perfect slow dance. Lydia glowing beside her fiancé. The Drakes celebrating like royalty."Why her?" Linet whispered through clenched teeth. “Why does she get everything?”She tossed the phone across the bed and stood up, pacing. Her once pristine nails were now bitten down, her eyes slightly sunken from sleepless nights. Nothing seemed to work out for her anymore. Not the fake pregnancy. Not her plan to secure Francis. Not her threats. Nothing.And now, Rita — the same girl Linet once humiliated publicly — was about to become Mrs. Drake, the wife of the richest, most powerful man in the city.It was unbearable.She looked a
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-29My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 111
Adrian was no longer smiling.The joyful groom-to-be had been replaced with a man on edge — calculating, guarded, and relentless. After the tampered cake, the burnt veil, and the threatening message, there was no more room for doubt.Someone was trying to sabotage the wedding. And Adrian knew exactly who had the motive.Linet.She had vanished from public view weeks ago, and every attempt to trace her had hit a dead end. But now, she was clearly moving in the shadows — and Adrian was done playing defense.The Command Room – Drake EstateAdrian stood before a table covered in surveillance prints, digital schematics, and GPS logs. The estate’s private security had been doubled, and he had called in his own personal investigator: Agent Max Rowan, a former intelligence officer and close friend.“She’s smart,” Max muttered, going over the footage of the cake delivery. “No digital traces. She used a burner phone, masked the delivery vehicle’s plates, and disguised herself. But—”“But she un
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-29My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 112
The sun peeked gently through sheer curtains in Ethan’s family cottage, nestled just outside the city. The world beyond was still abuzz with the scandal of Linet’s arrest and Adrian’s grand wedding, but here, in this quiet corner, life felt slower. Simpler. Sweeter.Lydia, wrapped in a soft sweater, sat on the porch with a steaming mug of tea. Her eyes sparkled as she looked down at the diamond ring glinting on her finger. She twirled it absentmindedly, her heart still fluttering with disbelief that she’d found love again — genuine, grounding love.Ethan appeared behind her, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.“Thinking about the party?” he asked, sitting beside her.She smiled. “Thinking about you. And how this all… happened. I didn’t think I’d ever smile like this again.”“You make me want to be the kind of man who never lets that smile fade,” he said, reaching for her hand.Lydia rested her head on his shoulder, a calm settling over her soul that she hadn’t felt in what seemed l
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-29My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 113
Lydia sat in the cozy corner of a chic café, a handwritten list folded beside her coffee cup. She glanced at it for the tenth time, then sighed, half-excited, half-nervous.It had taken her weeks to narrow it down — not because she lacked friends, but because this moment felt... sacred. These women would stand beside her at the altar. They’d be there when her hands trembled and when she danced for the first time as a wife.She finally picked up her phone and began texting.First stop: Mariam’s PlaceMariam was Lydia’s childhood friend, loyal to the bone and brutally honest.When Lydia showed up unannounced with cupcakes and a white ribboned box, Mariam squinted. “What are you plotting now?”Lydia handed her the box.Inside, a silver bracelet with the initials “MB” — Maid of Honour — and a small card that read:“Will you be my person through laughter, chaos, and wedding mayhem?”Mariam blinked. Then she jumped up and hugged her so tight, Lydia laughed and gasped all at once. “Was start
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-29My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 114
The grand Drake estate was abuzz with activity. Silk-covered chairs, imported flowers, endless trays of pastries, and fabric swatches — everything screamed perfection. But Adrian wasn’t smiling. Beneath the elegance and sparkle, a quiet storm brewed.He paced the edge of their private garden, his eyes scanning the perimeter.“Security doubled at every corner?” he asked his assistant sharply.“Yes, sir. Discreet, but thorough.”Rita stepped onto the patio, adjusting the veil on her trial dress. She looked breathtaking — and exhausted.“You haven’t slept,” she said, crossing her arms.“Neither have you,” Adrian replied gently. “We’re close. Just a few more days.”Rita hesitated. “Adrian… are we really safe?”He walked over, brushing her cheek with his thumb. “I’ve made sure of it. But more than that, I need you to trust me.”She nodded, though her eyes betrayed her fear.Meanwhile… a Hint of SabotageEarlier that morning, a seamstress had screamed after discovering a carefully cut slit
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-29
Pinakabagong kabanata
My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 120
Back home, after the serene whirlwind of the honeymoon and the quiet strength it had restored in him, Adrian made a decision that would ripple through the Drake family and beyond—he finally agreed to take over the family business.The announcement was made during a quiet family dinner at the Drakes’ grand estate. The table went still for a moment when Adrian, with Rita’s hand gently resting over his, looked up at his father and said, “I’m ready to carry on the legacy.”His mother gasped softly, tears immediately brimming in her eyes. She had prayed, waited, and hoped for this day—not for power or pride, but because she wanted her son to know his worth and own it.Mr. Drake, a man not easily moved, leaned back, visibly shaken by joy. “You’re not doing this for anyone else, right?” he asked, voice steady but low.Adrian nodded. “I’m doing it because I now know who I am. And I’m not afraid to lead.”The room erupted with joy. Champagne was opened, glasses clinked, and hugs passed around.
My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 120
Back home, after the serene whirlwind of the honeymoon and the quiet strength it had restored in him, Adrian made a decision that would ripple through the Drake family and beyond—he finally agreed to take over the family business.The announcement was made during a quiet family dinner at the Drakes’ grand estate. The table went still for a moment when Adrian, with Rita’s hand gently resting over his, looked up at his father and said, “I’m ready to carry on the legacy.”His mother gasped softly, tears immediately brimming in her eyes. She had prayed, waited, and hoped for this day—not for power or pride, but because she wanted her son to know his worth and own it.Mr. Drake, a man not easily moved, leaned back, visibly shaken by joy. “You’re not doing this for anyone else, right?” he asked, voice steady but low.Adrian nodded. “I’m doing it because I now know who I am. And I’m not afraid to lead.”The room erupted with joy. Champagne was opened, glasses clinked, and hugs passed around.
My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 119
Indeed, with envy came fascination—and fascination brought admiration that turned into unexpected blessings. What started as whispered jealousy soon transformed into public celebration of their love stories. The resort staff, charmed by the couples’ grace and gratitude, nominated them for the "Golden Hearts Getaway Contest"—an exclusive island-wide event recognizing the most inspiring lovebirds.And they won.The news was announced at a special dinner under a massive banyan tree draped in twinkling lights. As the host read their names, Rita and Adrian, along with Lydia and Ethan, stood stunned amid thunderous applause and camera flashes."For showing the island that true love not only exists but glows," the emcee beamed, "we award these couples an extended stay at the honeymoon suite, full spa access, and a private yacht tour of the secret coves."The crowd clapped wildly—some with genuine excitement, others masking their envy behind polite smiles.The rewards kept flowing.At breakfa
My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 118
As the wedding festivities continued to wind down, the excitement of the day lingered in the air. Adrian and Rita, now officially husband and wife, sat together at their table, holding hands and discussing the next chapter of their lives. Their laughter and whispered words were filled with relief, happiness, and the warmth of a love that had stood the test of time and adversities.Rita leaned in, her eyes sparkling. “So, where do you think we should go?”Adrian smirked, his eyes softening as he thought for a moment. “I’m thinking somewhere quiet, away from the chaos. Somewhere we can really relax, just the two of us. No phones, no cameras—just peace.”They turned to Lydia and Ethan, who were seated across from them, both of them grinning ear to ear, still riding the wave of their own engagement. Ethan caught Lydia’s eye and squeezed her hand before joining in the conversation.“It’s hard to believe it’s finally our turn,” Lydia said, her voice warm with emotion. “After everything we’v
My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 117
As Linet’s cries faded beyond the estate gates, a hush lingered — a strange blend of relief, awe, and stunned silence. But amid it all, Rita walked back down the path with the elegance of a queen who had just conquered her fiercest storm.Adrian stood at the altar, watching her with a soft, steady gaze. The way he looked at her — as if the entire world disappeared and only she remained — calmed every heartbeat around them.Rita took her place beside him, her hands slipping into his.The priest, having witnessed the chaos and the calm, nodded solemnly. “Shall we continue?”Adrian didn’t wait.He took a deep breath, lifting Rita’s hand to his lips.“Rita… you are the reason I know what peace feels like. When the world doubted, you believed. When enemies schemed, you stood by me. When I lost myself, your love reminded me who I am. I promise to never let you feel alone again. I promise to protect you, honor you, and choose you — every single day.”A murmur of soft emotion swept through th
My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 116
The grand courtyard of the Drake estate shimmered in white and gold, the soft strains of violin lifting gently through the spring air. Rows upon rows of elegantly dressed guests rose to their feet as the soft chime of the wedding march began to play.And then, she appeared.Rita.Her dress — custom silk organza with hand-sewn beads that shimmered like morning dew — flowed behind her like a cascade of light. A delicate lace veil framed her glowing face, and in her arms was a bouquet of white peonies, tied with a ribbon that matched Adrian’s pocket square.The crowd gasped softly — not just at her beauty, but at the serenity and grace that clung to her like a second skin.Rita held her father’s arm, her other hand gently curled around her bouquet. Her heart raced with every step. Not out of fear — she hadn’t sensed the danger — but from the overwhelming joy of the moment. Her eyes were fixed ahead.Adrian stood waiting.He looked regal, composed, but only those who knew him well could s
My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 115
The heavy door swung open.Sophie flinched, her chest heaving as a flood of light poured into the room — behind it, a cold sea of uniforms and unwavering gazes.Adrian stepped in first.His face was unreadable. Not rage. Not sorrow.Just… finality.Behind him, Rita stood — not in fear, but with quiet, fierce resolve. Her hand rested protectively on her belly, the true twins safe and far from the storm."You really did it," Adrian said quietly. "You broke into my home. You tried to harm my children."Sophie staggered back. "They were never supposed to exist!" she shrieked. “We were supposed to get married! You were mine before she came and ruined everything!”“You were never mine,” Adrian said, his voice like ice.“And you ruined yourself.”A detective stepped forward. “Sophie Collins, you’re under arrest for attempted kidnapping, breaking and entering, conspiracy, and making threats to life.”The room spun for her. “No! No, wait — wait — this isn’t happening!”They clicked the handcuf
My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 114
The grand Drake estate was abuzz with activity. Silk-covered chairs, imported flowers, endless trays of pastries, and fabric swatches — everything screamed perfection. But Adrian wasn’t smiling. Beneath the elegance and sparkle, a quiet storm brewed.He paced the edge of their private garden, his eyes scanning the perimeter.“Security doubled at every corner?” he asked his assistant sharply.“Yes, sir. Discreet, but thorough.”Rita stepped onto the patio, adjusting the veil on her trial dress. She looked breathtaking — and exhausted.“You haven’t slept,” she said, crossing her arms.“Neither have you,” Adrian replied gently. “We’re close. Just a few more days.”Rita hesitated. “Adrian… are we really safe?”He walked over, brushing her cheek with his thumb. “I’ve made sure of it. But more than that, I need you to trust me.”She nodded, though her eyes betrayed her fear.Meanwhile… a Hint of SabotageEarlier that morning, a seamstress had screamed after discovering a carefully cut slit
My Ex-Wife's Hidden Identity chapter 113
Lydia sat in the cozy corner of a chic café, a handwritten list folded beside her coffee cup. She glanced at it for the tenth time, then sighed, half-excited, half-nervous.It had taken her weeks to narrow it down — not because she lacked friends, but because this moment felt... sacred. These women would stand beside her at the altar. They’d be there when her hands trembled and when she danced for the first time as a wife.She finally picked up her phone and began texting.First stop: Mariam’s PlaceMariam was Lydia’s childhood friend, loyal to the bone and brutally honest.When Lydia showed up unannounced with cupcakes and a white ribboned box, Mariam squinted. “What are you plotting now?”Lydia handed her the box.Inside, a silver bracelet with the initials “MB” — Maid of Honour — and a small card that read:“Will you be my person through laughter, chaos, and wedding mayhem?”Mariam blinked. Then she jumped up and hugged her so tight, Lydia laughed and gasped all at once. “Was start
