Divorcing My Husband Over His Stepsister's Secret novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182

Anna’s POV:

Scarlett extended her slender finger toward Blake, her eyes wide with anticipation. My body froze as I recognized the ring in Blake’s hand

ring.

The same one I’d left behind at Seaside Manor months ago.

I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, my feet suddenly rooted to the floor as if they’d grown into the marble beneath me.

Four years ago, Blake had slipped that very ring onto my finger. Now here he was, about to place it on another woman’s hand..

The room seemed to tilt and sway around me as I struggled to make sense of what I was witnessing.

Blake knelt perfectly on one knee, his tailored suit inimaculate as always.

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our wedding

His posture was flawless – a picture–perfect proposal scene straight out of a romantic movie. But this was no movie. This was my life unraveling before my

eyes.

“Yes, yes!” Scarlett nearly screamed, covering her mouth with her free hand. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she practically bounced with excitement. “I do!”

But Blake didn’t immediately place the ring on her finger.

Instead, he first took out the matching men’s band and deliberately slid it onto his own finger.

His blue eyes focused intensely on his hand, his expression unreadable.

felt like an intruder watching something intimate and private, yet I couldn’t tear my gaze away.

This surreal tableau held me captive, forcing me to witness every excruciating second.

Scarlett leaned forward, eager to kiss him, but Blake subtly pulled back, maintaining a sliver of distance between them.

“Let’s wait until the ring is on,‘ he said with a polite smile. “Then everything will be official.”

Scarlett stopped, momentarily embarrassed, a flush creeping up her heck, but quickly recovered her expectant expression, finger still outstretched.

Claire suddenly rushed to Blake’s side, her ballet–trained movements quick and graceful despite her obvious agitation.

She tugged at his arm, trying to pull him to his feet, her knuckles white with effort. He didn’t budge an inch, as immovable as stone.

When that failed, she grabbed Scarlett’s arm instead, attempting to pull her away from Blake.

‘Claire, what are you doing? Don’t touch me!” Scarlett hissed, yanking her arm free with such force that Claire stumbled backward.

Claire released her grip, her lips curling into a cold smirk.

She stepped back, crossing her arms, watching the scene unfold with calculated intensity.

‘Blakey,” she said in her typical whiny voice, “this isn’t something to joke about. Are you sure about this?”

Blake’s voice was rough with emotion, deeper than usual. “The woman who wears this ring is my wife, the daughter–in–law of the Wright family, and the future lady of the house.”

Scarlett gazed at him adoringly, her mascara slightly smudged from her tears. “Blake, I never thought you’d actually propose to me. I keep wondering what I did to deserve you. You’ve given me a security I’ve never felt before, a chance to have a real family. You said you’d make me the happiest woman in the world and you have!”

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She extended her finger again, trembling slightly “Blake, I love you?

The moment her words faded, a crystal champagne flute shattered at her feet with a sound like breaking ice,

Glass fragments scattered across the polished floor, and one sliced Blake’s hand that held the ring box, drawing a thin line of bloot across fil palm

“What the hell are you doing! Are you out of your mind? William’s voice thundered across

the

hall

He snatched the wine glass from Caroline’s hand and hurled it toward Blake’s head with surprising strength for a man his age.

Scarlett jumped in front of Blake without hesitation, and the glass crashed against her back, staining her cream–colored dress with red wine.