Where Destiny Forgot Us 10

Where Destiny Forgot Us 10 Summary

Nora Langston has long endured Chase Whitmore’s open infidelities, choosing to ignore his affairs to avoid facing painful truths. While Chase lavishes his mistress with gifts and flaunts their relationship publicly, Nora focuses on caring for their daughter Jamie, often alone and isolated. Their fractured marriage is marked by a cold arrangement: a contract that allows Chase’s affairs so long as the family is not involved, a rule they have followed until now.

 

The fragile balance shatters when Chase’s mistress, driven by jealousy, kidnaps Jamie, leading to a catastrophic fall off a cliff that lands both in the hospital. Faced with a dire choice to save either Jamie or the adult, Chase reluctantly agrees to save their daughter, but rumors surface that he secretly signed a second consent form to save the mistress instead. This betrayal fuels Nora’s fury and heartbreak, as she recalls the decade of unreciprocated love and sacrifice she has given Chase.

 

Despite Chase’s weak excuse for the mistress’s actions, Nora vows to take control, warning him that she will no longer tolerate harm coming to their child. Their marriage remains a facade of perfection to the outside world, but behind closed doors, they are strangers bound by a cold contract. When Nora learns of Chase’s possible duplicity in the hospital, her trust shatters completely.

 

That night, Nora takes decisive action, retrieving a copy of their marriage contract which stipulates unconditional divorce and no asset claims if either party breaks the agreement. She confirms its legal validity and prepares to file for divorce, signaling a turning point in her life. As she contemplates her next move, a voice from behind interrupts, hinting that the story is far from over.

Chapter 1

Chase Whitmore openly kept a mistress, and Nora Langston deliberately chose to ignore it. She convinced herself that turning a blind eye was easier than confronting the painful truth.

While Chase showered the mistress with exquisite jewelry and rare collectibles, Nora cradled their daughter Jamie in her arms, gazing up at the stars in quiet solitude. When he orchestrated a lavish, drone-lit birthday party that captivated all of Bellwood, Nora was far away, enjoying a peaceful vacation in Zurich with their little girl. And when Chase brazenly brought that same mistress into his office, locking the door behind them to indulge in their affair, Nora sat alone, watching the security footage with an unreadable expression before finally switching it off.

It wasn’t until jealousy pushed the mistress to kidnap their daughter—and both of them plummeted off a cliff, landing in the hospital—that everything finally shattered.

Nora rushed to the hospital, her heart pounding with fear and desperation. She arrived just in time to overhear the doctor telling Chase, “The blood supply is critically low. We can only save one—either the child or the adult.”

Chase hesitated, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. Under Nora’s intense, unwavering gaze, he finally whispered, “Save the child.”

She watched him sign the consent form; his hand trembled ever so slightly. He paused for what felt like an agonizing thirty seconds. In the end, the name he wrote was their daughter’s.

Nora exhaled softly, turning back to face Chase—the man she had loved for ten long years.

“Chase,” she said, her voice sharp with anger and disbelief, “do you even remember the promises you made to me?”

Her eyes bore into him, furious and betrayed.

For a decade, she had chased after him relentlessly. Whenever she heard he’d skipped dinner, she would rush across the city to bring him his favorite porridge. When he was injured after a race and lost too much blood, she nearly gave all she had to save him. Yet, no matter what she did, he had always found her a nuisance.

Then, when the Whitmore Group plunged into a financial crisis, Chase was forced to marry her to save the company.

That day, Nora had arrived full of hope and joy—only to hear him say coldly, “Marriages in families like ours are all about mutual benefit. I will never give you real love. You’d better give up on that fantasy.”

On the eve of their wedding, she was made to sign a contract—a marriage of terms.

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They were to fulfill all the duties and enjoy all the rights of husband and wife—except for fidelity.

But even then, one rule had to be strictly observed: his affairs must never involve the family.

For years, they had stuck to that rule.

Despite Chase cycling through woman after woman, Nora never once interfered.

But there was one thing she could never tolerate—him hurting their daughter.

“I’m sorry,” Chase said quietly, attempting to explain. “I didn’t expect Camila to go that far. She saw our family photo this morning and lost control… acted on impulse…”

Nora’s hands clenched tightly until her knuckles turned white. After a long silence, she spoke with icy resolve:

“If you can’t keep your woman in check, I will. And trust me—I won’t be gentle.”

Chase gave a soft “mm,” nodded as if he understood, then stepped out into the hallway to smoke.

They had always been like this—an image-perfect couple on the outside, but complete strangers behind closed doors.

Two hours later, the doctor emerged from surgery, his face heavy with exhaustion.

“The child survived,” he said, “but suffered severe brain trauma. She’s currently in a coma-like state. Ms. Camila Rae was a bit luckier—she’s already regained consciousness.”

Nora staggered into the room.

The first thing she saw was Jamie’s pale, fragile face.

When she turned, Chase was nowhere to be found—probably checking on Camila.

Fighting back tears, she gently wiped her daughter’s face. Just outside the open door, two nurses whispered at the station.

“I just passed the stairwell. The Whitmore CEO was talking to the doctor—he told him to save the adult, not the child.”

“No way. Who does that to their own daughter?”

“Why would I lie? I saw them sign a second consent form with my own eyes!”

Nora’s heart turned to ice.

She closed her eyes tightly. Two tears slipped down her cheeks as a fierce, burning hatred for Chase surged through her.

That very night, she made a call to the Whitmore estate. Linda, her private secretary, answered.

“Find the marriage agreement I signed with Chase all those years ago. Take a photo and send it to me. Don’t tell anyone.”

Fifteen minutes later, her phone chimed.

Nora opened the message and read the line clearly:

[Whichever party breaks the contract shall agree to divorce unconditionally and leave the marriage with no assets, unable to claim any property.]

She saved the photo, made a backup, then forwarded it to her trusted lawyer and her contact at the Family Court Clerk’s office.

Soon, replies came in.

From her lawyer: [This contract remains legally valid.]

From the clerk: [A slot opened tomorrow—come in anytime to file.]

Nora stared at the messages, her mind racing. Just as she was about to delete them, a deep voice came from behind.

“Nora, why are you still awake?”