All Chapters of The Unwanted Wife and Her Secret Twins: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

**Mia's POV**"Your vision is definitely improving," Dr. John said as he clicked off his penlight. "Though I have to say, you're recovering faster than expected."I blinked away the afterimages from the examination. "Fast enough to go home?""Eager to escape?" He raised an eyebrow, making another note on my chart."I have materials I need from my room." I tried not to fidget. "And hospital lighting isn't exactly ideal for design work.""Already thinking about work?" He gave me that knowing look doctors seem to perfect in medical school. "Why am I not surprised?"" I managed my best innocent smile. "Please? I'll take it easy, I promise.""Hmm." He studied my chart for what felt like ages. "Blood pressure is stable... vision improving... alright. But there are conditions.""Anything.""Minimal screen time. No driving - get a car service if you need to go somewhere. Sunglasses outside, no exceptions - your eyes will be sensitive for a while." He fixed me with a stern look. "And if you ex

Mia's POVThe morning sun cast long shadows across the construction site as I surveyed what would soon become the children's center. Yellow tape marked the boundaries of our project, and stakes with bright ribbons outlined where the main building would stand. The autumn breeze carried the scent of freshly turned earth and the lingering sweetness of late-blooming wildflowers."The drainage system needs to be adjusted here," I noted, marking the spot on my tablet. The ground sloped slightly more than our initial surveys had indicated, which could affect the garden terracing. "We'll need to factor in additional retaining walls."Sarah, one of the junior architects, made a note. "Should we modify the existing plans for the sensory garden?""No, let's work with the natural grade." I traced the path with my finger. "The slope could actually enhance the waterfall feature. We'll just need to—"A rustle in the tall grass near the property line caught my attention. At first, I thought it might

Mia's POVThe autumn breeze carried the scent of fallen leaves as I watched Gasoline bound across the park lawn, his golden-brown fur catching the morning light. He raced ahead, then circled back, as if making sure I was still following. For a former stray, he'd adapted remarkably fast and well to domestic life - though his enthusiasm sometimes overwhelmed even me."Gasoline!" I called as he charged toward a group of dogs near the walking path. "Be nice!""Interesting name choice," Nate commented beside me, expertly handling the leashes of his three dogs. "Most people go with Max or Buddy.""He named himself, really." I smiled as Gasoline approached Nate's dogs with typical exuberance. "Your three seem very well-behaved.""Meet the gang," Nate gestured to each dog in turn. "Einstein here is the mastermind," he pointed to a dignified grey Weimaraner. "Schrödinger," a black Scottish Terrier, "is simultaneously well-behaved and chaos incarnate. And this little lady," he scratched behind

Mia's POVMy phone buzzed again with another message from the unknown number, making me sigh as I opened it."You like to shuttle between different men, sister," Taylor's text read, dripping with familiar venom.My gaze lingered on the attached photo showing Nate and me at the dog park, heads close together in what looked like an intimate conversation. So that's why Kyle called that day. Taylor must have sent him the same photo.I stared at the image, studying the careful angle that made a simple conversation look like something more. Classic Taylor, always manipulating perceptions."Don't you ever get tired of playing this game?" I typed back, surprising myself with how steady my fingers felt. "Stop bothering to follow me, or I will sue you for stalking."The response was immediate: "Is that a threat, dear sister? 😘""No, it's a promise." More messages flooded in:"You think you're so special now?""Just because Kyle's been playing nice?""We both know you'll always be second best.

**Mia's POV**The bass throbbed through my bones as I threw back another shot of tequila. The salt lingered on my tongue, mixing with the lime's tartness in a way that made my head spin pleasantly. Paradise's blue lights painted everything in dreamy shades, making the whole scene feel surreal."Another round?" Daniel grinned, already signaling the waitress. His dancer outfit glittered under the strobing lights, though he'd put on a mesh shirt after his performance. Up close, his warm brown eyes held an intelligence that seemed at odds with the setting."Why not?" I laughed, feeling lighter than I had in months. "It's Scarlett's birthday after all." I gestured vaguely toward where my friend was thoroughly enjoying herself with one of the other dancers."Speaking of Scarlett..." Daniel's eyes twinkled as he poured fresh shots. "She seems to be having an excellent time with Jake."I turned to see Scarlett locked in what could only be described as an enthusiastic kiss with her dancer. "Oh