The Wife He Threw Away

Claire’s world shatters overnight when her husband’s ex _ the glamorous actress, Eva Sterling _ returns.

Her husband’s affair explodes in the public and a scandal exposes her supposed infertility to the world. Humiliated, betrayed, and abandoned by her husband, Lucian, Claire discovers the truth: Eva forged the reports and faked a pregnancy to destroy her marriage.

But when Claire returns, not as the quiet housewife, but as a brilliant attorney in the courtroom, Lucian is the one begging.

Fate has other plans and their love story is far from over.

CHAPTER ONE _ Claire’s POV

I never thought this day would come. I’ve imagined a lot of things that could go wrong in my marriage, but I never even imagined that it would come to this. And I never thought I would see it with my own eyes.

But there it was— a picture of my husband holding another woman close, smiling in ways he never smiled at me. To make it worse, it was not just any woman.

It was Eva Sterling.

“Multibillionaire, Lucian Dhark, reunites with superstar, Eva Sterling.”

When I first read the headline, I was so shocked I could barely stand on my feet . For a moment, it felt like the world was spinning.

The name ‘Eva Sterling’ haunted me. Eva was the woman who lived on magazine covers and television screens, the golden girl admired by the whole world.

I grew up watching Eva on TV, in my tiny dorm room, wondering how someone could look so flawless. How someone could be so wanted.

She always seemed so perfect, so untouchable and glamorous, almost as if she wasn’t part of the same world as people like me.

And Lucian… Lucian had once chosen her.

That knowledge lived like a ghost in our marriage, even on the days I tried to forget.

I didn’t even realize when my phone slipped out of my trembling fingers and landed on the kitchen counter.

My eyes burned with anger and hurt as I stared at the picture.

Lucian had never looked at me like that. Not in five years. Not in all the quiet mornings when I made his coffee just the way he liked it. Not in the nights when I whispered “I love you”, begging for something he no longer felt.

But now, he looked at Eva like she was his world.

Eva Sterling was everything I wasn’t—famous, breathtaking, loved, and accomplished in her career.

I sank onto the couch, with my head in my hands, staring at the photo as if the longer I looked, the less real it would become.

“Claire?” A gentle voice pulled me back. Camilla, the housekeeper, stood in the doorway. “Are you okay, dear?”

I lifted my phone and turned the screen toward her. “Did you see this?”

Her eyes widened. “Oh, Claire…” She sat beside me, placing her hand on my shoulder, the way a mother would comfort a scared child. “These pictures… they don’t necessarily mean—”

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