Whats She Overheard in Her Own Marriage novel Chapter 359

entirely sure either, so she made up an excuse on Finnian’s behalf.

Chapter 359

Noelle took the words to heart. It was true; she had noticed it too. Ever since Finnian had Brynlee, all of his affection had been divided.

“So, you’re saying I lost just because I don’t have the Sanders family bloodline?” Noelle let out a tragic laugh, yet a flicker of manic triumph spread across her eyes. She might not have it right now, but she would soon enough.

“Miss Noelle, you and Mr. Sanders still have Kaia standing between you. You need to think this through. You can’t just rashly decide to have a baby,” Martha cautioned, hoping Noelle wouldn’t mess up the sequence of events. One wrong move, and it would be disastrous.

Noelle just smiled. “Martha, make me a bowl of bird’s nest soup and bring it up to my study.”

“Right away!” Martha quickly agreed.

Noelle walked into the study and stood by the floor–to–ceiling windows, staring out at the view.

She stood there for a long time, the anxiety gnawing at her until she finally picked up her phone.

Her mind was a chaotic mess, but she knew one thing for certain: she needed to speak to Kaia directly.

The torment and agony she had endured over the last two days were something Kaia needed to taste for herself.

The phone rang a few times, then disconnected.

Noelle’s eyebrows arched slightly. Armed with the unwavering determination of a victor, she dialed again.

“What do you want?” Kaia’s voice came through, brisk and sharp.

“Sorry, Kaia, did I interrupt something?” Noelle asked, forcing her tone to

sound incredibly breezy.

“Just say what you have to say,” Kaia snapped, having zero patience for fake pleasantries

Noelle’s lips curled into a smirk. “Kaia, Finnian wants to set me up with Julian. Did you know?”

Kaia was genuinely surprised for a second before a cold scoff escaped her. “Is that so? No, I had no idea.”

‘Grandmother forced his hand. He had no choice but to agree. He’s been n a terrible mood these last few days. Don’t you think you should come back to the States and keep him company? I…”

Noelle’s words seemed harmless on the surface, but every single syllable was laced with venom, designed to quietly slice Kaia open.

‘Noelle,” Kaia’s voice suddenly cut through the line.

It wasn’t loud, but it carried an undeniable weight that commanded attention.

Noelle stopped talking.

Kaia’s tone burned with barely restrained fury. “Are you calling to brag about something?”

Noelle let out a soft laugh. “Kaia, clinging to a man who doesn’t love you is just pathetic. I know your seven–year marriage has been a sham, and you haven’t experienced an ounce of the joy a real wife should. Life is short, Kaia. You should go out and have fun. I just think that instead of wasting your time…”

“Noelle, are you done?” Kaia interrupted her coldly. “You’re panicking.”

Noelle fell utterly silent.

Kaia’s voice sliced through the tension. “You waited twenty years, and your grand prize is him tossing you to someone else. I waited seven

years, and I finally saw the truth. You’re far more pathetic than I am. You’re still trapped in this delusion, while I’ve already walked away.”

Noelle opened her mouth, but the words died in her throat.

“Noelle, if you’re this desperate, go cry to Finnian. Stop calling me. I have zero interest in hearing about your manufactured misery, and I have absolutely no obligation to play along with your pathetic act. Remember this: from beginning to end, you’ve always been nothing more than an ugly, hidden secret.”

The call went dead.

Noelle stared at the phone screen, the dial tone mocking her, before slamming it onto the desk.

Kaia’s words had struck her like a physical blow to the face.

She was right. Noelle hadn’t won, and Kaia hadn’t lost.

t was the seventh day of their vacation. Kaia, Celine, and Brynlee had

arrived at their final destination: New Zealand.

Twilight in New Zealand felt softer and more tranquil than anywhere else

n the world.

Kaia stood by the floor–to–ceiling windows of her hotel room, watching the sky slowly bleed into brilliant shades of crimson.

People always said autumn arrived early on the South Island. The leaves had already turned golden, and bathed in the sunset, it looked like a picturesque autumn poem.

Mommy!” Brynlee held up a travel brochure provided by the hotel and pointed eagerly. “I want to go to the Glowworm Caves!”

Kaia leaned down, looked at the spot her daughter was pointing to, and smiled. “Alright. We’ll go tomorrow.”

Brynlee cheered and immediately flopped onto the bed to keep flipping

through the booklet. –

Celine walked out of the bathroorn, toweling her damp hair. “This hotel is fantastic. There’s a lake right outside the window. Tomorrow morning, with the mist rolling in, it’s going to be absolutely breathtaking.”

Kaia smiled. “It really is.”

New Zealand was an untouched paradise–vast, pristine, lonely yet fiercely liberating.

Being here had finally settled Kaia’s heart. No unwanted interruptions, no suffocating drama. Just a boundless blue sky, free air, her beloved

daughter, and her best friend.

Kaia took a shower and checked her phone to find a text from Simon Quinn.

He was just checking in to see if they had made it to the hotel safely. Kaia snapped a picture of the view from the window and sent it to him.

Simon replied with a cute ‘have fun‘ sticker, and Kaia left it at that.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

‘That’s probably the room service I ordered,” Celine said instantly.

She walked over and swung the door open, only to freeze in shock when she saw the man standing in the hallway.

It was Finnian.

He was dressed down in high–end casual wear, radiating an effortless, intimidating elegance.

Celine blinked, quickly regaining her senses. “Kaia! Someone’s here for you!” she yelled.

Kaia, having just finished her shower and wearing a silk nightgown, walked over while drying her hair.