Don't Leave, Wife
Copyright© 2026 by Nyvera
Chapter 13: The Woman He Married
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 13: The Woman He Married - Vivian Hart, the adopted daughter of the Hart family, marries Adrian Kingsley in an arranged marriage, hoping love will bloom. Instead, she endures three years of neglect from her cold billionaire husband. Only after losing her does Adrian realize she was the love he never appreciated. But can he win back the wife who no longer waits for him?
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Safe Sex Revenge Royalty Slow Transformation AI Generated
The drive back to Kingsley Mansion was quieter than usual.
Rain tapped softly against the windshield as Adrian drove through the empty streets.
Vivian sat beside him, her hands folded neatly in her lap, staring out the window.
Neither of them mentioned what had happened at dinner.
Adrian assumed everything had gone well.
Vivian decided there was no point bringing it up.
After all...
Nothing would change.
The following Monday...
Kingsley Group Headquarters.
Adrian walked into the executive boardroom carrying a stack of documents.
The hotel’s chairman stood immediately.
“Mr. Kingsley.”
“Thank you for making time.”
Adrian nodded before taking his seat.
The meeting began with discussions about investment budgets and construction timelines.
An hour later, the hotel’s general manager smiled proudly.
“We were fortunate to find an exceptional interior designer.”
He placed several design boards on the table.
“I believe everyone should see the final concept.”
The lights dimmed.
A digital presentation appeared on the large screen.
The room fell silent.
Warm lighting...
Elegant furniture...
Natural textures...
Every detail blended luxury with comfort.
One executive nodded appreciatively.
“This is remarkable.”
Another added,
“It feels expensive without feeling cold.”
The hotel manager smiled.
“Exactly what we wanted.”
Adrian glanced at the presentation for only a few seconds before returning to the financial reports in front of him.
Interior design wasn’t his field.
As long as the numbers worked, he was satisfied.
Then the manager continued.
“Our lead designer deserves special recognition.”
He clicked to the next slide.
A photograph appeared on the screen.
Vivian Hart.
Lead Interior Designer.
L&B Interior Studio.
Adrian’s pen stopped moving.
His eyes slowly lifted.
For a brief moment...
He thought he had read the wrong name.
The manager continued speaking.
“Mrs. Hart transformed this project completely.”
“Originally, we planned to hire an overseas consultant.”
“After seeing her proposal...”
“ ... we changed our minds.”
Several executives applauded.
One of the board members looked toward Adrian.
“Mr. Kingsley?”
“You’ve gone quiet.”
Adrian’s gaze remained fixed on the photograph.
His wife.
The woman everyone overlooked at family dinners.
The woman he assumed was simply keeping herself busy.
She was the designer behind one of the company’s most important projects.
And he...
Had never even asked what she was working on.
At L&B Interior Studio...
Vivian carefully reviewed fabric samples with Lena.
The office phone suddenly rang.
Lena answered.
A smile slowly spread across her face.
“Really?”
“That’s wonderful.”
She hung up before turning toward the team.
“The client has officially approved every revision.”
Cheers filled the office.
“And...”
Lena continued.
“They’ve invited Vivian to present the project personally at next month’s design exhibition.”
Chris nearly dropped his coffee.
“What?”
“That’s huge!”
Daniel laughed.
“Looks like we’re working with a celebrity now.”
Vivian blinked in surprise.
“Me?”
Lena nodded proudly.
“They specifically requested you.”
For the second time in less than a week...
The office applauded.
Vivian smiled, overwhelmed.
She wished she could share this moment with someone waiting for her at home.
But experience had taught her not to expect too much.
Back at Kingsley Group...
The meeting finally ended.
As everyone stood, the hotel manager approached Adrian.
“You’ve been unusually quiet today.”
Adrian looked once more at Vivian’s name printed across the presentation folder.
“When did she join L&B?”
“About two months ago.”
“You didn’t know?”
Adrian answered honestly.
“No.”
The manager looked genuinely surprised.
“I assumed she’d mentioned it.”
Adrian slipped the folder into his briefcase.
“ ... She did.”
He simply hadn’t listened closely enough to remember.
For the first time in a long while...
A question settled in his mind.
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