The Wife he threw Away (Claire and Lucian) novel Chapter 115

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN LUCIAN’S POV

The house was quiet when I returned to my study.

I closed the door behind me and didn’t turn on the main lights. The softer glow from the desk lamps was enough. It kept the room controlled. Contained.

My mind was already moving.

Theo’s voice hadn’t left me.

“You don’t know everything.”

And then-

Eva’s.

“The pregnancy cannot be exposed.”

Everything kept clashing together until it felt like my head was going to explode.

I walked to the desk slowly, picking up my phone.

“Get me everything on Eva’s medical records,” I said the moment the line connected. “Hospitals, private clinics, appointments. Full history.”

A pause.

Then: “Yes, sir.”

“And the doctor handling her case.”

“Yes, sir.”

I ended the call without another word.

No noise, no reaction, no movement. Because this wasn’t something I was going to guess.

I was going to confirm it.

It didn’t take long.

It never did not when I mounted enough pressure on the people working for me.

Files began to come in within the hour-digitized records, appointment logs, prescriptions, reports.

Organized, clean and convincing… at first glance.

I sat behind the desk, my eyes moving steadily across the screen, taking everything in without rushing.

The dates, the time logs and doctor’s notes.

Everything aligned- perhaps a little too perfectly.

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And one thing I had discovered in all my years as CEO of dark Holdings was that perfect records didn’t

exist.

Not in real systems. And not without someone making sure they looked that way.

I wouldn’t call the hospital for confirmation – not this time. Not again.

I leaned back slightly, then forward again, scrolling slower this time.

Looking for what didn’t belong.

Not what was there-but what wasn’t.

A gap; small and easy to miss. An appointment that should have been followed up… wasn’t.

Another entry that appeared later than it should have.

Time stamps that didn’t match the natural progression of care.

Subtle, but deliberate.

My jaw tightened.

I opened another file.

Cross-referenced.

Then another.

The timeline began to shift under closer inspection.

What had looked linear-really wasn’t.

It had all been arranged.

“Sir.”

I didn’t look up as my assistant stepped in.

“What is it?” I asked, evidently irritated by the interruption because I was certain that I was this close to finding out the truth.

“The doctor’s information.”

“Put it up.” I said immediately.

A new file opened on the screen. It contained the doctor’s name, credentials, and affiliations.

I read it once.

Then again.

And then-

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I stopped.

Something about it felt familiar.

Not just the name itself, but even the pattern.

The problem was, I didn’t know where I had seen it before.

Instinctively, I pulled up another file-

A different case, a different time.

Claire’s report.

The one that had changed everything. The one that had declared her – I didn’t finish the thought. Didn’t

need to.

My eyes scanned the document quickly, then slowed.

Then stopped.

It was the same signature.

I felt the room go still. It felt like the very air I was inhaling had stopped completely.

For a moment, I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe.

Just looked.

Then I leaned back slowly, the weight of it settling in piece by piece.

Claire.

Eva.

The same doctor. The same hand.

This wasn’t coincidence.

It never had been.

I stood and walked to the window, loosening my tie.

The city stretched out beyond the glass, distant and indifferent.

My reflection stared back at me, calm, put together and in control – everything I wasn’t at the moment.

“I made decisions based on a lie.” I said to myself.

The words came out quietly. Not anger, but more regret. And most importantly; fact.

Everything that followed-

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The distance I had given Claire, the way I had treated her, the choices I had made, the divorce.

Everything had been built on something that was never real. Everything had been built on a lie.

My hands tightened slightly at my sides.

Not because of what it meant for me, but because of what it meant for her.

Claire.

I turned back to the desk.

This time, there was no hesitation.

“Trace financial links between her and the doctor,” I said.

“Yes, sir.”

Minutes passed.

Then-

“Sir… there are transactions.”

Of course there were.

“Private accounts. Unlisted.”

“How long?”

“A while, sir.”

I exhaled slowly.

That was it.

No more gaps.

No more inconsistencies.

Just truth.

Clear.

Unavoidable.

Silence settled in the room again.

But this time-

it wasn’t uncertain.

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It was resolved.

I didn’t feel the need to question it further.

Didn’t feel the need to confirm anything else.

Because now-

I understood.

Not just what had happened.

But how carefully it had been done.

The planning.

The timing.

The precision.

She hadn’t just lied.

She had constructed an entire reality-

and let me walk into it willingly.

I leaned back in my chair, my gaze fixed on the screen but no longer seeing it.

Anger didn’t come at once. Not the kind people expected.

What settled instead, was something colder. Something sharper.

Resolve.

If Eva had gone this far- then she believed she was untouchable.

That no one would question her. That I wouldn’t.

A mistake.

“She’ll tell me herself.”

It wasn’t just a thought this time- it was a decision.

I picked up my phone and dialed my assistant’s line.

“Have someone on standby,” I said. “A doctor. Discreet.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Don’t inform anyone why.” I added just to make sure she understood the assignment.

“Yes, sir.”

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I ended the call then.

Everything was already aligning in my head.

The conversation, the pressure points, the timing.

She would walk into it thinking she was in control.

And by the time she realized she wasn’t-

it would be too late.

The door opened softly behind me moments later.

I didn’t turn immediately.

I didn’t need to turn, because I already knew who it was.

Her presence carried differently now.

Not familiar and definitely not trusted.

“I heard you were back,” Eva said.

Her voice was smooth and soft. Exactly as it always was.

Once upon a Time, that voice had been music to my ears.

I turned then and looked at her. Really looked.

And for the first time-

I saw everything.

The calculation, the precision behind every expression and every word, the falseness of it all…

She smiled slightly like nothing had changed.

Like everything was still exactly as she wanted it.

She was still pretending.

And for the first time-

I didn’t believe a single thing I saw.

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