All Chapters of 2 LUSTS CAN MAKE A RIGHT : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Ch.101. No trace of her

LeanaThe house was already awake before the sun had fully settled into the morning. I could hear the cleaners moving softly down the corridor, the low hum of the vacuum stopping and starting, the clink of hangers as wardrobes were emptied with careful hands. I stood in the living room with my phone pressed to my ear, watching one of the staff wrap a framed photograph in brown paper. Dominic and Madelyn on their wedding day. Her head tilted toward him, his smile wide and careless. I looked away before my chest tightened.“Everything with her name on it,” I said quietly into the phone. “Clothes, documents, pictures. I don’t want to see any of it.”The housekeeper nodded even though I wasn’t speaking to her. She had been listening anyway. They all were.When I ended the call, I walked into the hallway and clapped my hands once, not loud, just enough to get their attention. Four faces turned toward me. Familiar faces. Loyal faces. Or at least they needed to be.“Listen carefully,” I said

Ch.102. Christopher wants us back

MadelynI locked my office door and slid my bag onto my shoulder, already mentally listing everything I still needed to do when I got home. The parking lot was quieter than usual, the late afternoon sun sitting low and warm, reflecting off windshields and making me squint as I walked toward my car. I was halfway there when I heard my name.“Madelyn.”I slowed, hoping maybe I imagined it. I didn’t turn immediately. My fingers tightened around my car keys as the voice came again, closer this time, careful, like he wasn’t sure I’d stop.“Madelyn, please.”I knew that voice. I hated that I knew it. I stood there for a second longer than necessary, debating whether pretending I hadn’t heard him would make me look bitter or just rude. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of thinking he still had that kind of effect on me. He’d been trying to reach me for over a year, calls I never picked, messages I never opened. Running into him like this felt deliberate, even if it probably wasn’t.

Ch.103. Flowers and Love

MadelynI was scrolling through social media, thumb moving out of habit more than interested, the room quiet except for the hum of the air conditioner and the faint noise of traffic far outside my window. It was late, one of those hours when sleep feels close but never quite arrives, when your mind drifts even if you beg it not to. Then a photo loaded.I stopped.It was Dominic.He was standing outside the hospital, reporters crowded too close, microphones angled toward his face. His hair was shorter than I remembered. His eyes looked tired. There was a woman beside him, her hand hovering near his arm, not touching but close enough to look like she belonged there.My chest tightened, sharp and sudden, and I sucked in a breath like I’d been punched.I stared at the screen longer than I should have. I didn’t read the caption. I didn’t need to. I already knew what the comments would be like, the speculation, the sympathy, the cruelty dressed up as curiosity. My thumb hovered, then I lock

Ch.104. Memory

LeanaDominic started therapy on a Tuesday morning, pale sunlight coming through the windows, birds making noise in the garden like nothing in the world was wrong. I sat beside him in the car, my hands folded neatly on my lap, watching his reflection in the side mirror more than the road ahead. He looked calm, almost bored, like this was just another appointment, another thing on the list the doctors had given him. But I could see the tension in his jaw, the way his fingers kept tapping lightly against his thigh, stopping and starting again without rhythm.“You okay?” I asked, keeping my voice light.He nodded. “Yeah. Just a headache already. Guess my brain knows where we’re going.”I smiled and reached for his hand, squeezing gently. “It’s normal. They said that. First sessions are always tiring.”He didn’t answer that, just looked out the window as we pulled into the clinic parking lot. The building was quiet, clean, all glass and soft colors meant to calm people down. I hated it im

Ch.105. Pregnancy Risk

MadelynA sharp pain hit me hard right under my abdomen, like someone had reached inside and twisted something hard. I was standing by my desk, reaching for a file I had already reviewed twice, when my vision blurred and the room tilted slightly to the left. I grabbed the edge of the desk instinctively, my fingers tightening around the wood as I tried to breathe through it without drawing attention.I groaned in pain.“Mrs Hills?” my assistant called from behind me. Her chair scraped the floor as she stood up. “Are you okay?”I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out properly. My throat felt tight, and the pain flared again, stronger this time, spreading downward and making my knees feel weak. The office lights suddenly felt too bright, buzzing softly above my head. I shook my head once, trying to wave her off, but my body didn’t listen.The next thing I knew, I was on the floor.I didn’t remember falling, just the sound of papers scattering and someone calling my name louder

Ch.106 David

MadelynThe first thing the doctor warned me about was the dizziness, and he wasn’t lying. It came in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes strong enough to make me stop mid step and hold on to whatever was closest. Three months passed like that, measured in pill alarms, hospital visits, and days that blurred into each other because my body always felt one step behind my mind. I woke up tired and went to bed tired, and somewhere in between I tried to act like this was normal, like I wasn’t constantly aware of the weight inside me and the risk that came with it.The medication sat heavy in my system. Some mornings it made my mouth taste metallic, other days it left me nauseous enough that food felt optional. I learned which pills to take with crackers, which ones needed juice, and which ones would make my head spin if I stood up too fast. My calendar was full of reminders, most of them medical, the rest work deadlines I refused to let go of even when everyone told me to slow down.Christ

Ch.107 Liam

MadelynMy phone buzzed on the counter while I was rinsing rice in the kitchen sink, the phone vibrating against the counter hard enough to make me jump. I wiped my hands on a towel and glanced at the screen, already annoyed, until I saw the name. Liam Carter.I stared at it for a few seconds, convinced it had to be a mistake. Liam barely spoke to me when I was married to Dominic. He was always polite, always distant, like I was a room he passed through but never entered. We exchanged greetings at events, nodded at each other across dinner tables, and that was it. So why was he calling now?I answered on the third ring. “Hello?”“Madelyn,” he said, sounding almost unsure. “Hi. It’s Liam.”“I know,” I replied, my voice flat. “I can see the caller ID.”He laughed awkwardly. “Right. Of course. Sorry. I didn’t mean to catch you off guard.”“You kind of did,” I said honestly. “Is everything okay?”There was a pause, long enough that I wondered if the call had dropped. Then he cleared his

Ch.108. I had a wife?

DominicI was stretched out on the hotel couch with my jacket tossed over the armrest and my phone balanced in one hand, half listening to the muted television and half pretending I was resting like the doctor insisted. The conference meeting had drained me in that quiet way that made my head feel heavy without actually hurting, and scrolling through my phone felt easier than sleeping.Leana’s page came up. Muscle memory, I guess. I tapped it and started scrolling.The first thing I saw was a photo from earlier that day. Me. Her. Our son between us, smiling wide like someone had promised him ice cream right after. Leana had her arm around my waist, her head tilted toward my shoulder, hair perfect as always. I was smiling too, relaxed, like nothing in the world was missing.I felt something warm settle in my chest as I stared at it.This is what I always wanted, I thought.A family that looked like a family. Since my Dad treated mum like the bastard he was, mum left him for Alexander.

Ch. 109 Who is Madelyn?

DominicI didn’t think about it. I just dialed Liam.My phone was still warm in my hand from staring at the screen too long, my head buzzing, my chest tight in a way that made breathing feel like effort. The call rang once. Twice. On the third ring, he picked up.“Dude?” he said, sounding distracted. “What’s up?”“Who is Madelyn?” I asked.Silence.I could hear faint sounds from the background, his breathing... I pulled the phone away slightly and checked the screen to make sure the call hadn’t dropped.“Liam,” I said, my voice low. “Talk.”Another pause, longer this time. When he finally spoke, his tone had changed.“We need to meet,” he said. “Tonight. At the bar.”“No,” I said immediately. “Now.”“Dude, it’s not a phone conversation,” he replied. “Trust me.”“I said now,” I repeated, my grip tightening around the phone. “Tell me where you are.”He exhaled heavily, like he was already tired of something he hadn’t even started explaining yet. “Same place as always. Twenty minutes.”“

Ch.110. A familiar face

MadelynIt's a lazy weekend and the supermarket was crowded, not chaotic but busy enough that carts kept bumping into each other and people kept apologizing without really meaning it. Ava walked beside me, pushing the cart while I trailed a step behind, one hand resting lightly on my stomach out of habit more than needed. The air smelled like bread from the bakery corner and I suddenly wanted to eat some… been craving too many things these days. The hum of the freezers mixed with the low chatter of families arguing over cereal brands.“Sit down if you need to,” Ava said for the third time, glancing over her shoulder at me like she expected me to fold in half any second.“I’m fine,” I replied, dragging my feet slightly as we passed rows of baby clothes hung in neat pastel lines. “If I sit down, I won’t get back up.”She laughed. “You’re dramatic.”“I can't even complain about how heavy I feel right now.”She smiled, then reached for a pack of baby socks and dropped them into the cart.

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