The Wife he threw Away (Claire and Lucian) novel Chapter 127

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SEVEN LUCIAN’S POV

I woke up to complete silence- and too early besides.

It wasn’t the controlled, structured quiet of the mansion. No, this was different. It felt empty. It felt

unfamiliar.

For a moment, I didn’t move. I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling, letting the stillness settle whilst trying to place where I was.

Then it came back.

The argument.

The confrontation.

Eva.

I exhaled slowly, pushing myself upright.

I hadn’t gone back to the mansion.

I couldn’t.

The drive to Dhark Holdings was automatic and a blur.

The city moved around me in its usual rhythm, but I barely registered any of it. My focus stayed inward, on a loop I couldn’t seem to shut off.

Eva’s voice.

Her hesitation- the moment it all cracked.

It replayed in my mind with bitter precision.

Not distorted, not even exaggerated. Exactly as it happened.

And that was the problem.

Because the more I went over it, the clearer it became. And the more I could literally taste bile in my

mouth.

It wasn’t just a lie.

It was constructed- deliberate and planned.

My grip tightened on the steering wheel, subconsciously.

Claire’s face surfaced next.

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Not from yesterday, but from before.

Moments I hadn’t paid attention to at the time.

The way she had accepted things. The way she hadn’t argued when I served her the divorce paper.

The way she had carried that diagnosis without forcing it onto anyone else- quiet and contained. The way I had done nothing to comfort her.

I exhaled sharply then.

“I should have seen it.”

The words settled heavier than I expected.

Because I knew exactly why I hadn’t: Because I chose not to.

Claire would never forgive me. And I couldn’t even expect her to.

I must have gotten to the office earlier than usual.

Nothing had changed at Dhark Holdings-people moved the same way, conversations carried on.

Routine continued like nothing had changed. Even though my whole world had.

I walked through it all without stopping.

Acknowledging people who greeted me, just enough to avoid questions.

Once I was inside my office, I shut the door behind me.

Silence settled again.

But this time, it didn’t help. Instead, it pressed.

I moved to my desk, resting my hands against the edge for a moment before straightening.

The thoughts didn’t slow down.

They quickened. Sharpened.

Claire and I sitting in Dr. Ramon’s office.

Listening.

Believing.

And I-

I had let it stand.

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I had accepted it.

Worse, I had built around it.

I let that single diagnosis, which wasn’t even her fault, dictate all my subsequent decisions.

So what if she couldn’t have my children? There were several other options.

I could have fought the board harder- taken her side.

I didn’t.

In my desperation to produce an heir, I had ruined the best thing in my life- my marriage.

Now all I have left is Eva- and her endless series of events and intricate web of lies.

My jaw tightened as I reached for my phone.

“Get me everything on Eva Sterling,” I said the second the call connected.

A pause on the other end.

“How far back, sir?”

“All of it.” I answered without hesitation. “Financials. Accounts. Connections. I want every detail.”

“Yes, sir.”

I ended the call and made another.

“Start from the beginning,” I told the investigators. “Don’t skip anything.”

Each instruction was clear and controlled. Necessary.

But it didn’t change the one thing that mattered.

I leaned back slightly, staring ahead without really seeing anything.

I built this. I caused it.

The thought came without resistance.

I thought of every decision that led me here.

Choosing Eva.

Defending her.

Trusting her.

And every time Claire had stood across from me-

I had dismissed her.

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Allowed her to be humiliated.

A humorless breath left me.

“I put something that didn’t exist above something that did.”

I had to admit, this seemed very much like poetic justice. Maybe even Karma. *

My mother would have seen through Eva.

She would have called it immediately. Stripped it down to what it was without hesitation.

I hadn’t.

I had failed her. I had failed myself…

Claire….

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