The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 132:

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But Rachel still feared Caden deeply, a weight she couldn't easily shake off. Joshua was despicable, but Caden… he was a different kind of ruthless. If she and Randolph were caught up in one of their schemes, the path forward would be nothing short of treacherous.

“Randolph, can’t we find another way?” she pleaded, gripping his arm tightly, her voice shaking with despair. “This deal… isn’t worth the risk we’re taking.”

Randolph’s expression darkened, his patience wearing thin. Her tearful pleas grated on his nerves and he couldn't help but lash out at her. “You have no say in this matter!”

The next instant, he slapped Rachel, knocking her off her chair. She fell to the floor with a thud, a muffled moan escaping her lips.

Her side ached, but she suppressed any sound, knowing she shouldn't scream. Embarrassment burned her cheeks as she slowly stood up, thankful there was no one else in the private room to witness her humiliation.

He slowly sat back in his chair, his gaze cast down, his spirits crushed. He had long since grown accustomed to submission, and with such serious matters at hand he dared not provoke Randolph any further.

Yet as she sat silently, he continued to berate her. “This is all your fault!” I have barked.

Rachel's chest tightened. How could she blame her?

“My fault?” she repeated incredulously, her voice a mixture of pain and disbelief. “I didn't do anything.”

Randolph's taunt cut through her like a knife. "If you hadn't fought with Alicia, none of this would have gotten out of hand."

“Randolph!” Rachel's voice rose with a spark of defiance, her frustration boiling over. “It was you who said you couldn't stand Alicia and wanted to teach her a lesson! I tried to stop you, but you wouldn't listen. Now that things have exploded, you're blaming me.”

“I told you to teach him a lesson, yes,” Randolph growled, eyes narrowed. “But why did you have to involve Joshua?”

Rachel's gaze wavered, flickering with guilt.

would take pleasure in her suffering. But instead, Joshua still harbored feelings for

had

couldn't shake the feeling of having been wronged. “I did it for you,” she whispered, her voice shaking with emotion. “I never wanted

at least their wives are by their side. And what do I have? “A

invisible hands. Her family was not poor, but in recent years their fortune had dwindled. The stability they enjoyed had crumbled like loose stones. Without the safety net of a powerful alliance, she

trying to maintain her composure. But tonight, something inside her snapped, and she couldn't take it anymore. She ran from the room, covering her face with trembling hands, but her burst of impulsive courage vanished as almost quickly

Gray family's downfall filled her with dread.

the glow of attention, smiling despite the sting of his snide remarks. Losing her dignity now would be unbearable, it would be like stripping away the fabric that held her together. Without it, she felt as if she could end her miserable

swallowed them back, burying her grievances deep within. Her mind raced and she was already formulating a plan to help

Alicia. Maybe if he could make peace

hailed a cab, she didn't notice

little more than a temporary inconvenience in his world. With a disdainful

room, Randolph's frustration hung in the air like thick smoke. He raised

last hold on what dignity he had left. Then, with bitter venom in his voice,

snapped, his eyes shining with indignation. “And now I've fallen right into his trap! “I never thought he’d turn on me like

Joshua had struck the first blow, setting off

actions had only cracked the surface. It was Caden himself who dealt the death blow to Randolph's finances, quietly dismantling his empire

But tell me, Mr. Gray, what are

despair, bloodshot from sleepless nights and endless scheming. With shaking hands, he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a worn document, its edges slightly frayed. I have

said, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. He leaned in, eager to fan the flames of Caden's well-known grudge against

the document away. Randolph, knowing the deal was sealed, exhaled deeply.

to eat with ease, savoring each bite as if it were the first proper meal he

stock still, barely touching his plate. A flash of curiosity crossed Randolph's mind. “Mr. Ward,” he asked,

the corners of his lips. “I’m saving my

grew as she repeatedly dialed Alicia's number, only to have the calls go unanswered. Determined, she set her jaw and took a cab