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Chapter 64
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Did I Steal My Fiancé’s Ex Identity Chapter 66
Riley's POVI saw him on Tuesday.It was raining, and this guy was just standing on the opposite side of the road, hood up. He was not walking anywhere. He was just gazing at the gallery window. At Lisa, who was inside, completely absorbed in extending a new canvas.I thought it was odd, but people do odd things. Maybe he was meeting someone.It started small.I thought about it first. Folks came and went from the gallery all day long. We had a lot of regulars who simply browsed. But this guy was different.Every day, after Lisa settled at her corner with her brushes and paints, I saw him. Same black jacket. Same spot outside. He never came in. Never asked about prices. Never looked at the paintings in the front window. His eyes were always on Lisa.I tried to brush it off the first day. Maybe he was meeting someone.But he returned on Wednesday. Same time. Same place. Same hoodie, despite the sunshine. He just stood there, hands in pockets, observing. Lisa was stirring paint at the w
Did I Steal My Fiancé’s Ex Identity Chapter 65
Andre’s POVSpending time with Henry over the past few days gave me a new perspective. He kept saying if I couldn't get over Lisa, I should go get her back… but it was much harder than it seemed. That only seemed so easy in rom-coms. My life was not a movie.I told myself it was wrong. I told myself to let her go. But the truth was, I could not.Lisa had left, and every day without her had been a weight pressing on my chest. Also, with Diane hovering around me, being too close, too constant, and too suspicious… It made me feel uneasy because she was not Lisa. She would never be Lisa. Diane’s voice had more or less threatened me last night… “Lisa’s name better not come up again.”I didn't know what that meant, and I still wanted to believe my observations and suspicions were wrong, so I flipped her off and walked out of the room when she said that.I just couldn't stand it. So the next morning, I called Patrick. “I have another job for you,” I said without greeting him.“I’m still w
Did I Steal My Fiancé’s Ex Identity Chapter 64
Lisa’s POVRiley came home with two large brown paper bags of Chinese takeout and a smile so wide I could already tell she was up to something.“Guess what,” she said, dropping the bags on the kitchen counter with a loud thud.I peeked inside. The smell of fried rice and chicken hit me at once. “You ordered takeout?”“Correction,” she said, wagging a finger, “I ordered enough takeout to feed a small village.” She opened the second bag and pulled out a bottle of cheap wine. “And we’re having a girls’ night.”I blinked at her. “A girls’ night?”Riley declared it with the seriousness of a general planning a siege. "We are having a girls' night. No arguments. You have been moping for weeks. It stops tonight."I looked up from my laptop, where I had been staring at the same search results for my mother for an hour. "I'm not moping. I'm researching.""That's a fancy word for moping while staring at a screen," she said, grabbing the computer and closing it. "Nope. Tonight, we eat terrible fo
Did I Steal My Fiancé’s Ex Identity Chapter 63
Diane’s POVThe phone vibrated on the glass tabletop, lighting up with that familiar, dreaded name: Mother. I let it ring three times, watching the screen flash, before I picked it up.“Yes?” I said, my voice cool and flat.“Are you watching the news?” Her voice was sharp, like a needle trying to pop the careful bubble I’d built around myself here. “There’s a segment on that gallery. The one she’s working at.”I walked to the window, looking out at the perfectly manicured garden Andre paid so much attention to. “So?”“So?” she repeated, her tone dripping with disdain. “Do not be naive. Do not panic now and make a mistake. That girl is sniffing around. We knew this was a possibility when she left.”She never said Lisa’s name. It was always ‘the girl.’ As if saying her name would make her more real, more of a threat.“She has nothing,” I said, though a knot of anxiety tightened in my stomach. “She’s a blank slate.”“A blank slate can be written on again,” my mother snapped. “Remember t
Did I Steal My Fiancé’s Ex Identity Chapter 62
Lisa's POV I sat at my desk staring at the half-finished canvas in front of me. The brush was dry in my hand. I had been sitting there for more than an hour, but nothing came. I opened my laptop. My head was not with the painting. My thoughts kept circling back to the file I had seen about my mother, the photo, and the questions it raised.Who was my father?Why was there no record of him anywhere?And who killed her?I looked up from my laptop, where I had been staring at a grainy digital photo of my mother from a newspaper for the past hour.The sound of footsteps broke my thoughts. Mara walked into the work area. She was as tall and elegant as always, her presence filling the room. She glanced at my canvas, laptop, and then back at me. Her expression was not angry, but it was serious.“Lisa,” she said, calm but firm. “Can I see you in my office?”My stomach dropped. I had missed a deadline yesterday for submitting new piece ideas for the upcoming winter showcase. I had completely
Did I Steal My Fiancé’s Ex Identity Chapter 61
Andre's POV Henry called me twice before I even agreed to step out of the office. I was not in the mood, and he knew it. He walked into my office without knocking, like he always did, and looked at me sitting behind my desk with the lights dimmed.Henry leaned into my office doorway, his tie already loosened. "You have that look again.""What look?" I didn't look up from the financial report I wasn't reading."The look that says you're going to sit in this dark office until the cleaners kick you out." He walked in and slapped a hand on my desk. "Nope. Not happening. We're going for drinks.""I'm not in the mood, Henry.""You're never in the mood. That's the problem." He grabbed my suit jacket from the back of my chair and tossed it at me. "Move it, boss. Your CFO commands it."I sighed. Arguing with Henry was like arguing with a force of nature. I stood up and put on the jacket.“Come on,” he said. “You look like a funeral. Drinks. Now.”I shook my head. “I have work to do.”“You hav
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