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Mistaken Identity 101.
Avery’s POVAvery bit the inside of her cheek. There it was again, that same tone. That same condescension. Like she was foolish for wanting something different. Like she should’ve just accepted the life he carved out for her and been grateful.He looked ready to scoff again, but before he could, Avery stepped forward and placed the envelope, the one containing the DNA results, on the marble-topped counter beside him. The white paper was stark against the dark surface, like a wound opened and waiting.His eyes shifted to it, and then to her, suspiciously. But it was Vivian who moved first, already knowing what it was.“What is this?” he asked.Vivian leaned in, her voice low but bitter. “It’s her DNA results. She’s not Avery Wellesley, father.”A beat passed.He stared at the envelope for a long moment. Then slowly, almost lazily, he turned his gaze back to Avery. His eyes searched hers, those sharp, assessing eyes that once made her feel like she’d never be enough, even when she tr
Mistaken Identity 100.
Avery's POVThe soft click of shoes on marble echoed across the wide, high-ceilinged hallway just before he appeared.Avery turned at the sound, and there he was.Grandfather Wellesley entered the room like a monarch stepping into his court. Even in his early eighties, he exuded power. His salt-and-pepper hair was neatly combed back, his gray tailored suit sharp against the pale cream of the foyer walls. His walking cane, silver-tipped, tapped rhythmically on the polished tiles. The light from the chandelier caught on the gold signet ring on his finger; Wellesley’s crest glinting like a quiet reminder of legacy and power.For a second, Avery felt that old instinct to shrink. That quiet dread of not being enough in a house that never truly welcomed her. But she stood her ground. Her spine was straight, chin high. She wasn’t the confused girl who once tried to fit into this place. She wasn’t even Avery Wellesley. Not anymore. She wasn't the obedient daughter in-law, she was Raina Ros
Mistaken Identity 99.
Avery’s POVIf Avery was to take a wide guess, she would say that Vivian was going out to meet with her friends, since the woman didn’t work or do anything else other than looking for a place to dig her claws into.“What are you doing here?” Vivian asked, voice cold and clipped. No greeting. No smile.Avery rose slowly with a scoff. She never expected much from Vivian. “I came to speak with Grandfather Wellesley.” She replied in the same tone.Vivian raised an eyebrow, then looked her over from head to toe with that same judgmental look Avery remembered too well. Her arms folded stiffly across her chest like she was shielding herself from Avery’s presence. “He’s resting,” she muttered, voice clipped. “You should’ve called before barging in.”There it was, Vivian’s usual tone. Cold. Dismissive. As if Avery was an unwanted guest rather than someone who used to live in this very house. Hell, even belonged in the Wellesley family.Avery clenched her jaw and kept her shoulders straight. S
Mistaken Identity 98.
Avery's POVThe car ride felt longer than usual. Avery sat in the back seat, clutching the envelope that held the DNA test results. Her fingers trembled slightly, but her grip never loosened. Outside, the streets passed by in a blur, and she couldn't even hold a memory of any place or thing she was looking at. Inside her chest, her heart was beating faster and everything felt painfully clear. She was going back to the place she had never truly called home; the Wellesley estate. Not even when she was supposed to be Henry Wellesley's wife. Not even when she lived under its roof for a short time, before her world turned upside down.She could still remember the last time she had stepped foot inside this house. It had been Grandfather Wellesley’s birthday, a day that was supposed to be about celebration and family. But for her, it had turned into a quiet disaster. The memories came flooding back now, uninvited but sharp: the stiff smiles, the cold stares, and the tension that seemed to
Mistaken Identity 97.
Asher's POVAsher nodded. “I told him very clearly to stay away from you and the boys. Just because you have a past, that he doesn’t get to poke around your life like it still belongs to him. And he definitely doesn’t get to go near our sons.”She stared at him in shock for a moment, then her eyes dropped again.There it is. The shift in her expression he had noticed earlier. A quiet wash of relief, the tension in her frame starting to ease.But then something else crossed her face, something deeper.Guilt.“Avery?” he asked gently, crouching down in front of her. “What is it?”“I should’ve told you,” she said softly. “About him. About the talk we had that day at the park. It was just… I didn’t want to stir things. I didn’t want you to think I was hiding something. I was scared that if I said anything, it would make it real.”Asher reached for her hand. “You were protecting yourself. I get that. But you don’t have to do it alone anymore.”Her eyes met his, glassy with emotion. “I was
Mistaken Identity 96.
Asher’s POVAsher dropped Nolan off at the office before driving straight home. His hands were steady on the wheel, but inside, a storm brewed.Kelvin was a problem. Not just because of what he did to Avery in the past, but because of what he could do now. One wrong word. One slip. If he suspected the boys were his…No. Asher couldn’t allow that.The sky was already turning a dull grey when he pulled into the driveway. Avery’s car was still parked outside. Good. She hadn’t left. Not yet, because he planned on keeping them at his house for as long as it was humanly possible.He stepped inside the house, locking the door behind him. The familiar scent of home wrapped around him, soft, clean, warm. But it didn’t calm him the way it usually did.There was a soft clatter from the kitchen. He walked in and saw Avery at the counter, placing slices of fruit onto a plate. The twins sat at the table, kicking their feet under their chairs, talking quietly.Neal looked up first. “Asher!”He smile
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