All Chapters of The Wife You Shouldn't Have Lost : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The following morning, Ethan had a cake delivered, with an apology written on it.He had come home late the previous night and hadn’t been able to see Layla before she went to bed. The number of missed calls on his phone made him feel even more guilty for not informing her that he had stepped out.On his way home, he had ordered the cake, but he hadn’t gotten the chance to give it to her.Now, it sat on the dining table as the maids finished setting up breakfast.Ryan was already seated, eating quickly as he prepared to leave the house.Their parents came down the staircase, with Joshua trailing behind them.Natasha paused, her eyes landing on the cake with the apology written across it. Her brows furrowed immediately.Her thoughts drifted to the past, to everything Layla had been through, and the idea of needing to apologize to her now made her uneasy.“What is going on here?” she asked, glancing at the three men before looking at her husband, who simply shrugged, equally confused.“

The most talked-about day had finally arrived.Excitement filled the air as guests prepared to attend the prestigious event. It was considered a great honor to receive an invitation from the Harthwore family, let alone be invited to the public introduction of a daughter no one even knew they had.One by one, members of the elite stepped into the grand venue, presenting their invitation codes at the entrance. Those who weren’t invited, or lacked the right connections, remained outside, watching in awe as the event unfolded before them.The event planner had done an exceptional job. From the breathtaking entrance to the elegance of the gallery within, everything was nothing short of perfection. It was already clear, this would be the most talked-about event of the year.Harthwore had gone all out. He had flown in renowned artist from abroad to personally introduce his daughter. She had once mentioned her admiration for a few of them, and he made sure to turn it into a surprise she would

They made their way back into the crowd, carefully scanning the room for their parents. Once Ethan spotted them, he gently guided Layla in their direction.The hall was still filled with soft murmurs as guests admired the artwork.As they drew closer, Layla suddenly stopped.Her jaw dropped, her eyes widening in disbelief.For a moment, she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her.There was no way…No way they were standing in her gallery, just a few meters away from her.She had once mentioned wanting to meet them, but she never truly believed it would happen.“Ms. Layla, please come forward.”One of them spoke, gesturing warmly.Layla tried to move, but her legs felt heavy, almost unresponsive, as though they were carrying her instead.Step by step, she moved closer.“Your father has said so much about you,” one of them continued. “I must admit, I had my doubts… until I saw these remarkable pieces. They speak volumes.”“Thank you so much,” Layla replied, her voice filled with em

Layla had no intention of neglecting her gallery.She shocked everyone when she woke up at dawn, hit the gym, and got ready for the office. It was still early when she woke Ryan, insisting he drive her there so she could begin packaging clients’ orders.Her determination left him in awe.Most of the pieces had been sold at the event the previous night. Many buyers had wanted to take them home immediately, but Layla had refused, promising instead to have them properly packaged and delivered the next day.It had been five hours since she arrived at the office.She worked alongside her brother and a few staff members, carefully packaging each piece.Everything was going smoothly—until Ryan received a call and stepped away to answer it.“Ma’am, these ones are for a single client,” one of the staff members said, approaching her. “But they’ve already flown out. How do we send them?”Layla walked over, checking the parcel and the address.“Set them aside for now,” she said calmly. “Once we’r

The mansion sparkled with lights and balloons, looking like a grand kingdom in the modern world.Every corner had been carefully decorated—from the exterior to the interior. The living room flowed seamlessly into the dining area, both arranged with stunning attention to detail. The entire house carried the rich aroma of different delicacies, drifting from every corner and welcoming the guests.People had already begun to arrive. The staff ushered them in politely, guiding them toward the living room as soft chatter and excitement filled the air.But despite the celebration—something was wrong.The guest of honor was missing.Layla wasn’t there.And the entire event had been organized to celebrate her outstanding success from the opening of her art gallery. The sharp sound of heels clicking against the floor drew the attention of the two men.They turned.Natasha was approaching them, her expression tight with worry.Ryan didn’t need to ask—something was clearly wrong.“Mother,” he sai