All Chapters of The CEO's Unloved Wife: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

"I mean... It's still not certain, but... If I were you, I wouldn't sit still," Fiona cautioned, her tone grave as she handed him a black and gold envelope."I'll take my leave," she excused herself, leaving his study.Lucas stared down at the envelope in his hand."An inauguration ceremony," he mumbled, reading the inscription on the envelope as a smile played across his lips."Perfect."Meanwhile, Jane grimaced as she stretched her back, feeling the sharp twinge of pain shoot through her abdomen. She gritted her teeth, determined to push through the discomfort as she leaned against the nearby table for support. Every step was a challenge, but she refused to let her physical limitations hold her back. All she could think about was finding her baby, and she was willing to endure any amount of pain to make that happen.Suddenly, the door burst open, startling Jane. Lucas strode into the room, a wide smile lighting up his face as he waved an elegant invitation in hand."It's a good day,

As the designer meticulously took Jane's measurements, Ivan settled into a comfortable lounge chair, his gaze drifting around the boutique as he waited patiently for her.Once the measurements were complete, the sales assistant approached Jane with a question. "Would you like to see some pre-made designs for reference?" she asked, her tone eager.Jane simply nodded in response, her curiosity piqued by the idea of exploring different dress options."Excellent. Follow me," the sales assistant instructed, leading Jane towards the fitting room area.Once inside, the sales assistant gestured towards the array of dresses prepared for Jane. "I've selected a few options for you to try on. The mirror is just over there," she said, indicating the mirror located near the lounge area."Thank you," Jane replied graciously, stepping into the fitting room to begin her dress fittings.The first dress she tried on was a flowing satin gown, adorned with delicate lace detailing. Its soft pastel hues com

The night of the highly anticipated event has finally arrived, with guests beginning to fill the venue. However, for Mr. Castellan, it seems that challenges lie ahead."What?! It's not possible! Find the one who did it or this will end up in a mess!" Mr. Castellan's voice echoed with frustration as he paced back and forth, his phone pressed to his ear.Despite all the precautions taken to maintain a flawless facade and ensure everything proceeded smoothly, Zeke Castellan discovers that the baby he had taken and hidden away from its own father to conceal the truth, has now been stolen. Panic sets in as he struggles to comprehend how it could go wrong at such a crucial moment."Dad? Is everything alright?" Dean's concerned voice interrupts his thoughts as he approaches his father in the hallway.Mr. Castellan swiftly composes himself, offering his son a warm smile as he places his hands on Dean's shoulders. "Ah, my boy. There you are," he greets, masking his inner panic.Dean eyes his f

Dean instinctively released Jane's hand as he strode toward his father, who was being escorted away by the officers."Wait," he commanded, his voice cutting through the murmurs of the crowd, catching the attention of Lucas, Kaitlyn, and Jane among others.The officers halted, and Mr. Castellan's face lit up with hope, only to be met with a swift punch from Dean, stunning everyone, including Lucas, who couldn't help but be amused by the unexpected turn of events."You poisoned my father-in-law?! How could you, Dad? He was nothing but good to us! That's my wife's father, damn it! Take him away!" Dean's voice rang out with authority, his finger pointed accusingly as the officers complied without hesitation."No! Son! How could you!? After everything I've done for you?!" Mr. Castellan's cries echoed as he was forcefully escorted off the premises. Dean turned to find Kaitlyn rushing toward him, embracing him tightly in relief.The sight was bittersweet for Jane. Overwhelmed, she turned awa

Dean's sorrow overflowed as he punced the steering wheel, his shouts of frustration filling the car. Tears streamed down his face, his cries echoing in the empty vehicle.In a fit of rage, Dean stomped on the gas pedal, his car speeding down the road. Tears blurred his vision as he disregarded the red light ahead, consumed by his father's haunting words."You don't deserve to be a father, my boy! You're just like me! You look like me, sound like me, and you will live like me! Hahaha! You can never run away from who you are, Dean," his father cursed, his voice echoing in Dean's mind as the jail officer dragged him back to his cell.As Dean drove, his anger boiled over, his hands trembling on the steering wheel. Thoughts raced through his mind, each one a painful reminder of his father's betrayal and manipulation. He gripped the steering wheel tighter and shouted in frustration, his voice filled with raw emotion."Why did you have to do this to me, Dad? Why couldn't you just be a decent