The Wife he threw Away (Claire and Lucian) novel Chapter 101

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE LUCIAN’S POV

Everything happened too fast-and not fast enough.

The sound came second, but the impact seemed to come first. 1

One moment, there movement, voices, light music.

The next-glass and metal.

A violent collapse of something that was never supposed to fall.

And I was already moving before anyone else could think.

I didn’t remember deciding to. Didn’t remember thinking.

But I saw her. Claire. Too close, too exposed.

Exactly where she shouldn’t have been.

And that’s when my legs decided to move on their own.

“Claire-!”

I reached her in two strides.

My hands grabbed her arms and I shoved her sideways at once- harder than I meant to.

And then-

Impact.

Something struck- shattered. Exploded around us.

The force knocked her back, and knocked me off balance-

The world tilted, and then- silence.

Not real silence of course. But this was the kind of silence that drowns everything else out.

My vision sharpened- focused on Claire.

She was on the ground, still, almost lifeless.

“Claire.” I choked out.

And the. I was beside her before the name finished leaving my mouth.

I dropped to my knees then, and ignored everything else.

“Claire.”

No response.

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THOM IFR ONE HUNDRED AND ONE LUCIANS POV

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My hand went to her face.

Light.

Careful.

Warm.

My fingers slid to her neck-

Pulse.

There.

Steady.

I exhaled-once.

Short.

Controlled.

“She was breathing.”

But her eyes didn’t open.

A thin line of red traced down from her temple.

Not heavy.

Not catastrophic.

But enough.

Too much.

Something tightened in my chest.

Sharp.

Unwelcome.

I shifted, pulling her slightly toward me, lifting her just enough to keep her from the scattered debris.

And for a moment-

Just one-

Everything else disappeared.

She looked…

Wrong.

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CONERINDRETY AND ONE TICIANS POV

Too still.

Too quiet.

Claire had never been quiet.

Not like this.

Her face-usually composed, guarded, sharp with thought-

Was unguarded now.

Vulnerable.

There was no resistance.

No distance.

No control.

Just-

Her.

And something about that-

Something about seeing her like this, in the middle of chaos-

Felt-

Wrong.

No.

Not wrong.

Terrifying.

“Lucian.”

The voice came from somewhere behind me.

Distant.

Irrelevant.

“Lucian-she needs-”

“I know.”

My voice was steady.

Even.

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ANNORED AND ONE UKIANS POV

Controlled.

It didn’t match the way my grip tightened slightly around her.

Footsteps approached quickly.

Another presence beside me.

Nathaniel.

I didn’t look at him.

Didn’t need to.

“I’ve got her,” I said before he could speak.

A beat.

Tension.

Then-

“Move,” he said, sharp.

I didn’t.

“She’s unconscious,” he added, like I hadn’t noticed.

My jaw tightened.

“I said I’ve got her.”

That was enough.

For now.

More voices.

More movement.

Margot appeared seconds later-composed, but not untouched.

Her gaze moved quickly-taking in the scene, the damage, Claire-

“Call emergency services,” she said immediately. “Now.”

“They’re already on the way,” someone replied.

Good.

My focus never left Claire.

A hand hovered near her head-mine-checking again for anything worse.

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MENORES AND ONE LUCIANS POV

There was blood.

But not enough.

Not catastrophic.

Still-

Her eyes stayed closed.

“Sir-”

I ignored it.

“Sir, you’re bleeding.”

That got my attention.

Not because of the pain.

There wasn’t any.

Because of the insistence.

I glanced down.

My sleeve was torn.

Darkened.

A thin line of blood ran from my forearm, cutting through fabric and skin.

I hadn’t noticed.

“It’s nothing,” I said flatly.

“It’s not nothing-” my assistant started.

“It is.”

My gaze returned to Claire.

Nothing else mattered.

Nothing.

Movement at the edge of my vision.

Eva.

She approached with just enough urgency.

Just enough concern.

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FS ONE HUNDRED AND ONE LUCIANS POV

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“Lucian-what happened? Is she-”

I looked at her.

Really looked.

And for the briefest second-

Something flickered.

Too quick.

Too controlled.

Gone just as fast.

Concern replaced it.

Perfectly.

I held her gaze for a moment longer than necessary.

Then-

I looked away.

Not now.

Paramedics arrived moments later, fast and efficient.