THE ABANDONED WIFE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

The Wayne mansion, a place that held both joyous memories and now, an unbearable weight of grief, was finally behind her. Megan, Cindy, and Athena, a small family forged in a time of loss and sisterly support, stood on the threshold of their new beginning. Logan, a constant source of support, had orchestrated their move, ensuring every detail was handled with care not wanting the girls to worry about shifting houses. He’d even personally driven them to the quiet suburban area, a world away from the prying eyes and whispered condolences of Megan's past life, a cushion against the pain of loss.The house, a charming three-bedroomed bungalow with a sprawling garden, was perfect. It was nestled in a peaceful cul-de-sac, far from the noise and bustle of the city, a sanctuary where Megan could hopefully begin to heal. Logan had taken extra precautions, not just enhancing the area's security but also discreetly placing some of his own trusted men as residents in the neighbourhood, th

Megan sat at the window seat of the cafe, Cindy and Athena a few tables away. The persistent ringing of her phone had been a constant annoyance for over a week. Liana's calls, begging for a meet-up, had finally worn down Megan's resistance. When she left the Wayne household, Megan had vowed to put everything behind her, including her estranged husband, Rich and his mistress. But Liana's relentless calls were driving her insane.Liana sauntered into the cafe and immediately noticed Megan at the window seat.Like a queen ascending her throne, she took her seat and then dusted imaginary dirt on the table as she looked at Megan who was totally unfazed by her Sliding a brown envelope towards her, she smirked and extended a pen."What's this?" Megan asked without bothering to touch it."Rich wants nothing to do with you so quickly sign the divorce papers",Liana then looked at her wristwatch as if she was in a hurry."And he asked you to bring them?" Megan looked at her suspiciously smel

"What's going on?" Liana asked then her smile froze as she saw Cindy in the living room.She had thought that she would have time to hide the papers from Rich for a while until the 30-day cooling-off period was over.She would then find a way to tell him that it was time to finalise the divorce proceedings, and maybe by then, she would be pregnant again, holding Rich for life.Rich's sudden move took Liana by surprise. She hadn't anticipated him grabbing the envelope, assuming that the shock of knowing about the divorce papers would keep him off balance. Her carefully constructed facade began to crack as Rich snatched the envelope from her grasp and opened it.He held the papers tightly, his knuckles white. His gaze was fixed on Liana, his eyes burning with a mixture of anger, hurt, and disbelief. "How, Liana?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous. "How did you get my signature? And how did you get access to the Wayne family seal?"Liana's carefully composed demeanour faltered.

"Sir, maybe you should go back and check on her." Brian was a worrier, and he had heard what Liana had said on the phone.In the bedroom, Liana had changed into a silky black lingerie that hugged her bust and hips, accentuating her small waist.She then filled the bathtub with water and taking the white rose flowers that she had decorated the room with, she started to slowly remove the petals, placing them from the door all the way to the bathroom. She then sprinkled some in the bathtub, leaving them floating.After admiring her handiwork, she took a glass of wine and sat on the bed, perusing a fashion magazine where she was featured on the cover as she waited.Rich lifted his glass and then put it down again without drinking. Something flashed in his mind but disappeared before he could process the thought.He had always been alcohol tolerant and knew his limit, so he didn't understand how, on that particular night, he was so drunk that he couldn't remember signing the divorce papers

The sterile, hushed atmosphere of the ICU was a stark contrast to the storm brewing within its walls. Liana lay pale and still, a network of tubes and wires snaking across her body, the rhythmic beeping of the monitors a constant, unsettling pulse. After hours in the operating theatre, she was alive, but barely. The doors to the ICU burst open, and Liana's parents, their faces etched with grief and rage, stormed in. Their eyes, red and swollen, immediately locked onto Rich and Beth. "What have you done to her?!" Liana's mother shrieked, her voice cracking with emotion. "You've driven her to this! You've pushed her too far!" Liana's father, his face a mask of fury, pointed a trembling finger at Rich. "You! You're the reason she's lying there! You never appreciated her! You never deserved her!" "How could you let this happen?" Liana's mother wailed, her voice rising in hysteria. "She was always so happy, so vibrant! You've destroyed her!" Beth, her own guilt a heavy weight in her