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Mr Blackwood

Author: Fannydwriter
last update publish date: 2026-10-02 15:42:41

I stared at the screen. The woman looked exactly like me. She carried every single facial details of mine.

Same face, eyes, voice.

But Adrian had recognized what I could not. The necklace.

My fingers moved to my throat. I remembered it now too. The necklace in the recording had a small diamond hanging from the center. Mine had never had one.

The woman had copied my face. But she had not copied every detail.

“Play it again,” I said.

The assistant restarted the video. I watched myself say
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  • The Billionaire’s Forgotten Wife    Confrontation

    The boardroom doors closed behind us with a click. And for a moment, the sound was the rain striking the glass walls of Blackwood tower.The city below looked blurred beneath the storm, towers dissolving into gray clouds. Inside, twenty people waited around the table, watching me like I was evidence instead of a person. Adrian pulled out my chair. I sat. He took the seat beside me. At the head of the table, the chairman placed a folder in front of him.“Before we begin, I want it understood that this meeting concerns the trust transfer.” I nodded. The chairman looked at me. “Not your marriage.” “Then why did your emergency filing question my ability to consent?” Silence set in. His jaw tightened. “Because the transfer gives you control over assets worth billions.”There it was. Money! Not even the truth. Or marriage. Money! Money! Money! The lawyer beside him opened the folder. “Your Honor has not ruled yet, but the board is requesting a temporary freeze until the court det

  • The Billionaire’s Forgotten Wife    This time, I will face the fear

    The cameras were already waiting when Adrian and I stepped outside. For one second, I almost stopped. There were too many microphones, too many flashes, too many voices calling my name.Five years ago, I had run from being seen. Today, I walked toward it.Adrian’s hand found mine. “You don’t have to answer everything,” he murmured as I looked at him. “I know.”Then I faced the reporters. The first question came before we reached the steps. “Elena, did you abandon Adrian Blackwood five years ago?”The words hit harder than I expected. I breathed in slowly. “No.”The crowd quieted. “I disappeared because I believed my life was in danger. I believed my husband wanted me dead.” A wave of whispers moved through the reporters.Another voice rose. “Do you have proof?” I almost laughed. After everything we had uncovered, that question should have frightened me. Instead, it made me remember how many times my truth had been buried beneath someone else’s evidence. “Yes,” I said. “But the impo

  • The Billionaire’s Forgotten Wife    Mr Blackwood

    I stared at the screen. The woman looked exactly like me. She carried every single facial details of mine. Same face, eyes, voice. But Adrian had recognized what I could not. The necklace. My fingers moved to my throat. I remembered it now too. The necklace in the recording had a small diamond hanging from the center. Mine had never had one.The woman had copied my face. But she had not copied every detail. “Play it again,” I said. The assistant restarted the video. I watched myself say the words I had never spoken. I never loved Adrian Blackwood.The lie sounded almost convincing. When the recording ended, I looked at the board. “That woman was my sister.”A murmur moved around the room. The lawyer frowned. “You expect us to believe that?”“I don’t expect you to believe me.” I looked at Adrian. “I expect you to look at the evidence.” Adrian nodded. “Get Marcus.” His assistant made the call.The chairman leaned forward. “Even if the woman isn’t Elena, that doesn’t resolve t

  • The Billionaire’s Forgotten Wife    Emergency

    I had forgotten how quickly peace could disappear.One minute, I was walking downstairs with Adrian, listening to our sons argue over a toy. The next, his phone kept ringing.By the time we reached the foyer, three men in dark suits were waiting near the front door.Adrian stopped. “Who are they?” His security chief stepped forward. “They’re from the board.” One of the men held out a document. “Mr. Blackwood, the board has issued an emergency injunction.”Adrian took the paper. His eyes moved across the page. “What exactly are they challenging?”“The trust transfer.”“I know that.”His voice sharpened. “What I’m asking is why.”The man hesitated. “Several shareholders claim the authorization was obtained under concealed circumstances.”I almost laughed. After everything we had survived, even the truth had become something people wanted to question.Adrian handed the document to me. I read it. The language was cold and complicated, but one sentence stood out. The transfer was being cha

  • The Billionaire’s Forgotten Wife    More than a new beginning

    I woke to laughter. For one terrifying second, I forgot where I was. Then I heard Nate shouting downstairs, Noah laughing, and Ethan telling them both to be quiet. A smile came before I could stop it.Five years ago, mornings had meant waking alone.Today, I had three boys making enough noise to shake Blackwood House. I pulled on a robe and went downstairs. The kitchen looked nothing like the cold, perfect room I remembered.Adrian stood at the stove with his sleeves rolled up, holding a frying pan while Nate tried to steal something from a plate. “Stop touching them,” Adrian warned. “I’m checking if they’re ready.” “You’ve checked six times.” Noah looked at me. “Daddy burned the first batch.”Adrian turned sharply. “That was a test.” “A test of what?” “Patience.” I laughed. All four of them looked at me. Adrian’s expression changed first. He simply stared. “What?” I asked. “Nothing.” His smile was quiet. “I just like seeing you here.”Those words shouldn’t have hurt. Inste

  • The Billionaire’s Forgotten Wife    First In Five Years

    I did not sleep that night. It wasn’t because I was afraid. For the first time in years, fear was not the loudest thing inside me. It was something quieter now, something I could recognize without letting it control me.I sat beside the window in Adrian’s room, watching the light spread across Blackwood House. The house had once felt like a cage, now it felt like a place waiting to become a home.Behind me, the mattress shifted. “You’re thinking too loudly.” I turned.Adrian was awake, his hair messy, his eyes fixed on me. A small smile touched my lips. “Since when can you hear thoughts?”“Since you started making that face.”“What face?”“The one where you decide to carry everything alone.”My smile faded. He knew me too well.I looked back through the window. “I was thinking about what my father wrote.”“About becoming a family?” I nodded. Adrian came closer, but he stopped before touching me. That hesitation mattered.The old Adrian would have reached for me without asking. The o

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