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Too Late, She Already Married Mr. Right

Too Late, She Already Married Mr. Right

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The Man Who Destroyed Me Is Now Begging to Mend Me

“The Woman He Never Got Over”


1. The Return That Shattered Everything

Sophia Evans’s world began to crumble the moment she heard the news:
Emily Evans, her husband Lucas Westwood’s first love, had come back.

That single piece of news tore through the fragile peace of Sophia’s marriage.

Wanting to surprise Lucas on his birthday, Sophia went to the hotel’s VIP suite with a carefully wrapped gift. But what she walked into wasn’t a celebration—it was a nightmare.

Inside, Emily knelt on the marble floor, surrounded by Lucas’s wealthy childhood friends.
One of them sneered,

“Lick the wine off my shoe, Emily. I’ll give you thirty thousand dollars.”

Humiliation filled the room. Emily’s eyes glistened with tears, yet she still glared defiantly at Lucas—silent, motionless, watching.

Sophia froze at the door.
The scene struck her with painful déjà vu.

Three years ago, when she had first married Lucas, these same men had mocked her in exactly the same way—to win favor with Emily.
Only then, Lucas hadn’t looked so broken.


2. The Ghost of a First Love

When Lucas saw Sophia, he immediately wrapped his arm around her waist, pretending affection before his friends.
But Sophia felt the truth in his grip—a desperate pressure, a silent attempt to contain his pain.

The room was reserved for Lucas’s birthday celebration, but Sophia hadn’t expected Emily to be there.
Everyone knew the ugly truth: Lucas had married Sophia only to spite Emily.

Three years earlier, Emily’s secret had been exposed—she was a fake heiress. Shamed, she broke off her engagement to Lucas and vanished.

Lucas chased her to the airport, boarded her plane, and in front of everyone, proposed.
But Emily rejected him coldly, telling him to marry the Evans family’s real heiress—Sophia.

Humiliated, Lucas did just that.

For three years, Sophia had lived as Emily’s replacement, her shadow. People whispered that if Emily ever came back, Lucas would throw Sophia away without hesitation.

Yet in the last six months, something had changed. Lucas had started to act like he loved her.
He declared his affection in public, filled their home with roses instead of cherry blossoms, whispered dreams of children and forever.

He’d said softly,

“Let’s have a baby, Sophie. I hope they have your smile.”

Sophia had believed him.
That’s why tonight, the small box in her hand contained not jewelry—but a positive pregnancy test.
Her gift for him.
His birthday surprise.

Now, it felt meaningless.


3. The Breaking Point

The tension in the room thickened.
Ryan Shaw, one of Lucas’s arrogant friends, leered at Emily.

“You still think you’re the Evans princess? Lucas only has eyes for Sophia now. Be with me instead.”

Emily tried to resist, but Ryan grabbed her roughly, forcing her onto his lap.

“Get your hands off me!” she cried, struggling.

Sophia’s instincts took over—she rushed forward to stop him, but Lucas was faster.

As she reached for his arm, he shoved her away.

She fell hard to the ground, pain exploding through her body.

Lucas didn’t even glance her way.
Instead, he ripped Ryan off Emily and punched him repeatedly, his fury unrestrained.

Then he said the words that destroyed Sophia completely:

“You’ve overstepped, Ryan. Emily is mine. Even if I discard her, she’ll never be yours to touch.”

The room fell deathly silent.

Sophia looked up at him, her body trembling, blood draining from her face.
Mine.
That was how he claimed Emily—right in front of her.


4. Forgotten and Bleeding

Pain shot through Sophia’s abdomen. She doubled over, feeling warmth spreading beneath her—a dark, terrifying wetness.

“Lucas…” she gasped weakly. “My stomach hurts. Please take me to the hospital.”

But Lucas didn’t even look at her.

Instead, he removed his jacket and wrapped it around Emily’s trembling shoulders.

“I’m scared,” Emily whispered, leaning into his chest.
“Don’t worry,” Lucas murmured. “I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

And with that, he lifted Emily into his arms and walked out—leaving his pregnant wife bleeding on the floor.

As Emily looked down from his embrace, a smug smile curved her lips.

The onlookers whispered among themselves:

“Emily’s the one he truly loves.”
“Poor Sophia… she was just a side character in their story.”

Only when someone finally noticed the pool of blood beneath her did anyone rush to help.

“Miss Evans, are you okay?” a voice called, panicked.

Sophia clutched his arm, whispering through the pain,

“Please… take me to the hospital…”

Then everything went dark.


5. The Hospital

When she woke, the smell of antiseptic filled the quiet room.
A nurse smiled gently.

“You’re awake. Don’t worry, your baby is fine. But you must rest—your condition is delicate.”

Sophia’s tears flowed freely. Relief, sorrow, disbelief—all at once.
Her baby was alive.

Her first instinct was to call Lucas, to tell him the good news.

The phone rang several times before he answered, his tone impatient:

“Not coming home tonight. Don’t wait up—”

Then another voice interrupted softly, teasingly—Emily’s.

“Lucas, my hair’s stuck in my zipper. Can you help me?”

Sophia’s blood turned to ice.

“Be right there,” Lucas said—and hung up.


6. The End of the Illusion

Sophia sat frozen, the phone slipping from her fingers.

Just like that, they were back to how they used to be—Lucas cold, distant, unfaithful.
Even when they were intimate, he had never looked at her like she mattered.

She had mistaken tenderness for love, gratitude for affection.
She had built her world around a man who would never choose her.

And now, even after losing their child’s safety to his negligence, he was in another woman’s arms.


7. The Public Humiliation

After being discharged, Sophia took a cab home. On the way, her phone buzzed with a notification.

It was a tweet from Emily:

“You told me you’d hold my hand and never let go—not for the rest of our lives.”

Attached was a photo of Emily in a tiara, her hand entwined with Lucas’s—the same wrist wearing the prayer-bead bracelet Sophia had once given him during his fever, when she’d stayed up all night praying for his life.

That day, he had squeezed her hand and whispered,

“I’ll never leave you, Sophie.”

Now, he was wearing that promise for someone else.

Sophia felt something inside her quietly die.


8. The Final Resolve

Lying back in the cab seat, one hand over her still-healing stomach, Sophia finally understood.

She had spent three years fighting for a place in Lucas’s heart—a place that never existed.

He didn’t just fail her as a husband.
He failed her as a man, as a father, as a human being.

Tears fell silently down her cheeks. But behind them, a new kind of calm settled in her heart—a cold, burning determination.

She would no longer beg for love from a man who could leave her bleeding on the floor.

Her baby deserved better.
She deserved better.

And one day soon, Lucas Westwood would understand the cost of breaking a woman who loved him too deeply.


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