Did I Steal My Fiancé’s Ex Identity
Andre had rescued Lisa after an accident, but unfortunately, she lost her memory. Andre then asked Lisa to become his contract lover. Over a period of time, their relationship transformed from hidden to open, and Andre even proposed to her.
However, on the very day of the proposal, Andre encountered a woman who had been missing for three years (Diane) who turned out to be Andre’s first love and Andre never gave up on finding her. Diane appeared mentally confused and physically weak. Andre immediately abandoned Lisa to care for Diane.
It was at this point that Lisa discovered she looked remarkably similar to Diane. She realized that throughout these years, she had been nothing more than a substitute for Diane, with Andre even styling her clothing to match Diane’s preferences.
After Diane’s return, Andre’s attitude towards Lisa changed dramatically. Diane got more of his attention after telling Andre that she had been kidnapped. Lisa was neglected by Andre and simultaneously provoked by Diane, with Andre believing Lisa was jealous of Diane. Utterly disappointed, Lisa decided to leave Andre. When Andre figures out, he actually loves Lisa and that Diane had been responsible for her accident, he goes in search of his love.
Diane is psychotic and her disappearance was staged; she faked her kidnapping to figure out if Andre will remain loyal. Many more plots and betrayals will be shown as the story goes on.
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Chapter: Chapter 5SIX MONTHS LATERLisa’s POVA lot of things had changed in the past six months.Around this time, I had woken up in a hospital room, not having any memory or clue as to what my name was.But now, the world called me Lisa, the girlfriend of the one and only Andre DeLuca... heir to the DeLuca conglomerate. A successful man, a leader, and most eligible bachelor.I didn’t remember who I was before.But I had a name and a life now.Andre had made sure of that, and I was extremely grateful.The media called me many things, because they all felt I came out of nowhere or that I was probably from a poor home.I'd learned how to dress the part of a billionaire's girlfriend, walk like it, and smile at random people. My photos were also on several society blogs. My name is spoken by all and sundry, mostly by ladies in jealousy, wishing they were me and faking smiles when they saw me to act like they were friends with me.And through it all, I stayed by Andre’s side.I knew the scent of his cologn
Last Updated: 2025-07-08
Chapter: Chapter 4LISA’S POVThe first week passed quickly, living in Andre's house.Afterwards, Andre was never at home most of the time. I knew he had a job, but I wasn't sure what it was, and he seemed so unapproachable most of the time for me to ask some questions about him.He’d leave after breakfast, sometimes with a simple “Make sure you rest well” and sometimes he won't say nothing at all.Stanley, the butler, still remained polite but never interested in making conversation. Having him in the house with me, still made the house very silent. He was just always present for my needs, like a bodyguard that didn’t carry a gun. He rarely spoke unless it was necessary to speak, and he always kept staring at me weirdly. I took up watching movies and dramas to pass the time.The first week, when I still had Andre's attention, I spent my first days in boutiques.It was a very thoughtful, kind act on Andre's part to get me new clothes. The best thing was, Andre’s card had no limit, and the stylists treat
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Chapter: Chapter 3FLASHBACKAndre's POVThe only sound in the room was of fork scraping plate and the sound made me a bit anxious.I sat across from my mother at the dining table, with my father at the head of the table. It was a ridiculously long table that was massive enough to seat twenty, though there were only three of us.My mother took a sip of her white wine, and my father munched loudly as he cut through his steak.He looked at me once, then dropped the cutlery.“We’re tired of waiting, Andre.”I said nothing.“You’ve wasted years waiting for god-knows-what,” he added. “Diane’s gone. Dead or probably doesn’t care as much as you do. Either way, enough of this foolishness.”“She’s not…”“She’s gone,” he snapped.I glared at him.My mother didn’t look up from her glass. “Just get married already. There are enough women waiting for you to notice them.”I stared at her. “Not like you had the best marriage, mom. You don’t get to give advice.”She rolled her eyes, ignoring me. “If you don't want to g
Last Updated: 2025-07-08
Chapter: Chapter 2LISA’S POVThe drive to Andre's place was quiet.Andre didn’t speak. Neither did I.I sat in the backseat of the car, with the AC on full blast and wrapped in a coat Andre had offered me.Trying to warm myself better, I hid my hands hidden under my thighs, so I don't get too cold.I looked outside the tinted windows, the city, the traffic and the glass buildings. I recognized nothing. I felt like a tourist.Everything seemed foreign. Including myself.I got my blank mind busy thinking about Andre and why he had offered me a place when I was just a stranger. Why? What did he get out of helping me?I guess even though I had lost my memory, I hadn't lost the feeling of being a burden on others. I didn't want to be a pity case.Then we pulled onto a house that looked like a palace, and the driver drove us into a garage.I stared at my environment, with my mouth wide open in shock.We took a private elevator to the top floor, and when the doors opened, I took my first step into a house tha
Last Updated: 2025-07-08
Chapter: Chapter 1LISA’S POVI opened my eyes to the sound of a monitor beeping. It was too bright, way too bright for my fragile eyes to adjust to the lighting of the room, so I shut my eyes back quickly. I opened them, slowly this time; white ceiling.I moved my arm to sit up, but they felt like jelly.An IV line was attached to my wrist, and something was clipped to my finger.I had a headache. My tongue was dry. Nothing made sense.Where was I?The door opened, and I noticed a lady in scrubs walk up to me. She had a gentle smile that was gentle.“You’re awake,” she said softly. “I’ll get the doctor.”I shut my eyes back and I must have dozed off, because the next time I opened my eyes, a face that was a bit blurry was staring at me. I blinked, and it was a man, wearing glasses and a white gown.“Miss? How are you feeling?” he asked.I forced a word. “Thirsty.”Was that how my voice sounded? If so, it didn't feel like it was mine.It was cracked, due to lack of usage.He poured me a glass of water a
Last Updated: 2025-07-08
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