The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 77:

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In the distance, a woman was crying, her face hidden between her trembling hands.

In front of her stood a man and another woman, whose presence cast long shadows.

The trio's appearance was strikingly contrasting. The man, who had just been charged, was dressed in crisp blue, his cold demeanor as harsh as his actions. Beside him, the woman in pink clung to his arm, her posture a mixture of shyness and determination. Meanwhile, the woman in white, who had been hit, clutched her bruised cheek, her face bathed in tears, a mixture of pain and disbelief. Between stifled sobs, she cried out, "You hit me… for a homewrecker!"

The crowd gasped together, a wave of shock spreading through the spectators.

They hadn't been paying attention until now, but the scene was impossible to ignore. Eyes widened, murmurs rose, and the tension in the air grew.

However, the trio seemed oblivious, lost in their heated exchange.

The man in blue, his face twisted with anger, barked, "So what if I hit you? Know your place."

The woman in pink snuggled closer to him, her voice soft but laden with false guilt.

"Honey, it's my fault. I should never have asked you to buy me anything. You shouldn't have hit him."

The murmur of the crowd grew louder, shock and intrigue written all over their faces.

This… this spectacle was eerily similar to the scandal that Randolph had staged earlier. The audience looked at Randolph, who was standing nearby, with an unreadable expression.

His “first love,” standing behind him, instinctively stepped back, taking refuge in his shadow as countless gazes turned toward her.

The disdain of the spectators was palpable.

blue put his protective arm around the woman in pink and his voice took on

little money on you? What's wrong with her, that she's

woman in white—his wife, it seemed—was shaking with

thousands of dollars is a little money to you?”

cannot throw it away

the hell are you saying?” the man

day while you stay home, and now

woman in white replied, “Who do you think you are? Once we're married, the law says that what's yours is mine. Whether

air: he had hit her again. The woman staggered back, and

dripping with feigned remorse. “Honey, I told you not to buy it. Look

moment, a security guard burst through the crowd in an authoritative voice. “Who the hell gave you the right to hit him?” He walked over and hugged the woman in white. His eyes flared with anger as he turned to the man in blue. “I've already called the police. You can’t assault someone in broad daylight and expect to get away with

he held her firmly.

the hell are you? And who told you that you can

remember that she is your wife? After beating her because of a homewrecker? How

man in blue, the woman in pink whimpered, “Honey, I'm scared… Don't leave

wife anymore,” she whispered

the purple marks, her beauty was tragically radiant, far surpassing that of the

word, the guard effortlessly lifted her into his arms and turned

the guard said over his shoulder. “But you abandoned her. Shame on you. If you can’t protect her, let someone else do

aside and lunged at the guard in a fit of jealousy. The two men engaged in a fierce struggle as the onlookers murmured in

Mr. Gray's business,"

woman has been stuck with him for

is no better! Didn't you see how he bought his first love those expensive bottles of wine? He

woman snapped. “Randolph and that woman are a match made in hell, if you ask me. But poor Rachel… Such a refined beauty. She deserves better than that

murmurs reached Randolph's ears, and his face darkened with each word. He grabbed Rachel roughly by the wrist, dragging

love’s voice trembled as she called out to him, stunned by his sudden departure. She reached out to stop him, but Randolph, caught in the public ridicule, ignored her. He quickened his pace, forcing Rachel to follow him as the murmurs of the