The Substitute Wife's Revenge

wheel, and I had to pull over twice because I couldn' t see the road through my t

rst place I went. It was orderly, filled with his expensive suits and casual wear. But in the back, behind a row of winter coats, I saw it. A se

of designer jeans. Panic clawed at my throat. How many times had

charming smile that always melted me. "Sorry, honey. Had to entertain a client. You know how it is." He had kissed me, his lips warm, a

planation. Maybe these were old clothes from before me, or a gift for his sister he' d forgotten about

nd his watch case. My fingers trembled as I opened it. Inside, nestled on black velvet, was a woman'

berry. Time to start thinking about names!" A fresh wave of tears choked me. My baby. Our baby. I slid down the wall, clutching my stomach, the pho

scrambled to my feet, my heart pounding, and ducked into the adjoining home office, leaving

t notice the disturbed clothes in the closet or the open jew

timate, gentle tone that I knew so well. It w

my breath, my en

ontinued, a note of amusement in his voice

old. He was ta

ce the Davies family assets are fully transferred, we can

n't just cheating. This was a long-term plan. He was using me for my family's mone

want. She' s just... a substitute. A shadow. She looks like you, that' s all.

h stab of pain. He didn't love me. He didn't even see me. He saw a convenien

h false sincerity. "I' ll just tell Chloe I have an emergency meeting.

arefree. The front door opened and closed. And then, there was only silence. A v