The Wife he threw Away (Claire and Lucian) novel Chapter 106

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIX CLAIRE’S POV

The first thing I felt was pain.

It wasn’t sharp at first. It wasn’t immediate.

It was distant-like something my body hadn’t fully processed yet.

It was a dull, heavy ache that spread over my body slowly. Steadily, until it became impossible to ignore.

The second thing I felt was… weight.

Not something I could touch, but like something was pressing down on me- holding me in place, keeping me from moving. From thinking.

Sounds came next, muffled and distant.

Voices, maybe. I couldn’t tell.

My lashes fluttered slightly, but everything remained blurry. Shapes without form.

The air smelled sterile-clean in a way that didn’t feel comforting.

I slowly realized that I was in a hospital.

My lips parted were so dry I could feel a crack forming. I tried to part them, but the effort in itself felt

strenuous.

“…Lucian.”

The name slipped out before I could stop it. Before I could even fully think.

Silence followed. Then movement.

“Claire?”

No, that wasn’t Lucian’s voice.

It was Margot’s. Sharp at first-then softer.

“She’s awake.” Another voice came. Closer.

“Claire… can you hear me?” It was Nathaniel.

I tried to focus, blinking again, forcing my vision to settle. It took effort. Too much effort.

But slowly, their faces came into view.

Margot stood at one side of the bed, composed as always, but her posture was too rigid.

Nathaniel stood close-closer than he ever had.

His expression wasn’t controlled or rigid. The relief was evident on his face. But beneath it, was

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something else- something heavier. Something raw.

His hand hovered slightly, like he didn’t know whether he was allowed to reach for me.

“You’re awake,” he said quietly.

I swallowed, wincing slightly at the movement. “What… happened?” I managed to ask, although the words came out rough and unsteady.

Margot stepped in smoothly, as if she had been waiting for that question.

“There was an incident at the event,” she said. “A structural failure.”

Failure.

The word felt… wrong.

Fragments of the previous night flickered at the edges of my mind.

Light, voices, a shift in the air.

And then- a sound. Loud, violent and startling.

My brows drew together slightly as I tried to piece it together.

The room, the crowd, the way something felt… off.

Then- him.

Lucian.

The memory hit harder this time. Clearer.

His hand appearing out of nowhere. The force of it as he pushed me. The way everything moved too fast

after that-

And then, his arms around me.

The world morphing into noise and chaos after the collapse, and him- there, solid and steady.

I inhaled slightly, in an attempt to push away the ache in my chest.

But it only intensified the pain.

A flicker of something passed through me before I could stop it.

“Easy.” Nathaniel said, his voice softening further, and I realized he had moved closer. “Don’t push yourself.”

I let my head sink back into the pillow, the movement sending a sharp pain through my skull.

Everywhere hurt.

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“Head injury,” the doctor said from somewhere nearby, then stepped into view. “And multiple lacerations from glass. Nothing life-threatening, but you’ll need rest.”

Rest.

My gaze shifted between Nathaniel and Margot again.

Margot’s composure had settled back into place, but her eyes hadn’t softened.

Nathaniel hadn’t moved. He kept watching me like he was making sure I was actually there.

The contrast between them was impossible to miss.

Where Margot was controlled and precise, already thinking ahead, Nathaniel was present and immediate, feeling everything he wasn’t trying to hide.

“Has anyone else-?” I started, then stopped, my voice catching slightly.

“You’re the priority right now,” Margot cut in gently, but firmly. “Focus on that.”

I studied her for a moment.

Then I asked the question that had been sitting on my mind, before I could even consider how they

would react.

Both Margot and Nathaniel paused- not long, but long enough.

I frowned slightly when they didn’t answer.

“He was there,” I said, my voice softer now, more to myself than to them. “So why isn’t he now?”

Nathaniel looked away first.

Then Margot finally answered. “He went back to the mansion.” She paused. “To handle things.”

Of course he did. The answer made sense. It should have settled something.

It didn’t.

I let my gaze drift toward the ceiling, my mind spinning slowly, carefully, trying to put everything back

together.

“Everyone’s talking about it,” Nathaniel said after a moment, his tone quieter now. “The media, the firms… it’s everywhere.”

I didn’t respond immediately. I didn’t need to- not when I could already imagine it.

The headlines, the speculations, the narratives being built around something no one really understood

yet.

“They’re calling it an accident,” he added.

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Margot huffed. “I highly doubt that that’s what it was.”

The words settled in the room- simple, but heavy.

I turned my head slightly, looking at her.

She didn’t look uncertain. She never did.

“It didn’t feel random,” I slowly agreed, the thought forming in my mind as I spoke it.

The positioning, the timing.

That feeling that faint, persistent awareness I had tried to ignore all evening.

The feeling of being watched.

My fingers curled slightly against the sheet.

“I felt it,” I said quietly, beneath my own breath. “Before it happened.”

Margot and Nathaniel exchanged a glance, but didn’t dismiss it- they never did. Neither of them tried to rationalize it away.

Margot only nodded once, like she had expected that answer. “I know.”

The room fell silent for a moment, then Margot straightened.

“I’ll speak to the doctors about your medication,” she said. “And make sure security here is tightened.”

Her gaze flicked briefly to Nathaniel.

“Stay with her.” She said.

He nodded. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Margot left without saying another word.

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