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Chapter 13 — The Woman on Camera
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2026-05-28 18:16:00
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The Contract Wife Chapter 16 — The Empty Bed
Elena heard the words, but her body refused them.Your mother’s hospital bed is empty.For a second, the room went strange around her. Clara’s dress on the bed. The broken mirror. The blood on Thomas’s temple. Natalie standing by the wall with one hand over her mouth. Adrian above Thomas, one knee pressed between his shoulders, looking calm in the way men looked right before they did something unforgivable.Elena stepped forward.Then stopped.Her legs did not feel like hers.“Say it again,” Adrian said.Thomas smiled into the carpet. “Her bed is empty.”Adrian twisted his arm higher.Thomas made a sharp sound, half pain, half laugh.Elena dropped to her knees beside him before she knew she had moved. She grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling his face towards hers.“Where is she?”Thomas’s eyes moved over her face, slow and cruel. “You really are easy to hurt.”She slapped him.The crack of it silenced the room.Her palm stung. She barely felt it.“Where is my mother?”Thomas spat b
The Contract Wife Chapter 15 — He Is Already Inside
Elena read the note three times.Not because she didn’t understand it.Because she did.Natalie was followed here. He is already inside.The words sat black and ugly on the paper, and suddenly Clara’s bedroom felt smaller than it had before. The dress on the bed. The broken speaker in the wardrobe. The red lipstick. Natalie’s blood-stained sleeve. All of it pressed in on Elena until the air felt too thick to breathe.Adrian took the note from her hand.His face did not change, but Elena was starting to understand him better than she wanted to. The colder he looked, the more dangerous he became.“Who followed you?” he asked.Natalie shook her head. “I don’t know.”“That isn’t an answer.”“I didn’t stop and introduce myself, Adrian. He grabbed me outside the hospital. I hit him with my keys and ran.”Elena’s eyes went to the blood on Natalie’s sleeve.Natalie noticed. “Some of it’s his.”“Some?” Elena asked.Natalie looked away.That was not comforting.A sound came from the hallway.No
The Contract Wife Chapter 14 — Natalie’s Warning
Natalie stood in Clara’s doorway with rain in her hair and blood on her sleeve.For once, she did not look perfect.The red coat was still tied neatly at her waist, but the rest of her had come undone. Her blonde hair stuck to her cheek. Her lipstick had smudged at one corner. She was breathing too fast, one hand pressed against the doorframe as if she had only just made it there.Elena stared at the blood.Adrian saw it too.His whole body changed.Not panic. Never that. Something quieter, colder.“Whose blood is that?” he asked.Natalie looked down at her sleeve like she had forgotten it was there. “Not mine.”Elena’s stomach turned.Adrian crossed the room so fast Natalie stepped back. He caught her wrist, lifted it, checked the sleeve, then her face. His touch was not gentle, but it was careful enough to make Elena notice.She hated that she noticed.“Who?” Adrian said.Natalie swallowed. “The man who followed me from the hospital.”The room went still.Behind them, Clara’s weddin
The Contract Wife Chapter 13 — The Woman on Camera
Elena stared at the photo until it stopped looking real.Her mother was asleep in the hospital bed, one hand resting outside the blanket, small and pale against the white sheet. Beside her hand lay the contract. Elena’s contract. The one she had signed barely an hour ago with Adrian standing over her and rain tapping at the diner windows.At the bottom of the message were five words.You signed her life away.For a moment, Elena felt nothing.No scream. No tears. No shaking.Just a quiet, awful blankness.Then her body caught up.She moved for the door.Adrian was in front of her before she reached it.“No.”The word snapped something inside her.She shoved him with both hands. “Move.”“Elena—”“Move.”He didn’t. Of course he didn’t. He stood there in his damp white shirt, solid and impossible, blocking the door like he had the right to decide where her fear was allowed to go.She shoved him again, harder this time. “That’s my mother.”“I know.”“No, you don’t.” Her voice cracked, and
The Contract Wife Chapter 12 — The Contract at Her Bedside
Elena did not cry.That scared her more than if she had.She stood in Clara’s bedroom with the ruined wedding dress behind her and Mrs Vale’s words hanging in the air, and all she could think was that her mother hated lilies. White ones especially. She used to say they smelled like funerals pretending to be flowers.Now someone had sent them to her hospital room.With a message for Mrs Blackwood.Elena reached for Mrs Vale’s phone. “Call the hospital.”Her voice came out calm. Too calm.Mrs Vale looked at Adrian first, which made something ugly twist inside Elena.“Don’t look at him,” Elena snapped. “She’s my mother.”Adrian’s face changed, just enough to show the words had landed. He took the phone from Mrs Vale, dialled, and handed it to Elena without a fight.It rang.Once.Twice.Elena gripped it so tightly her fingers hurt.A woman answered on the third ring. “St Catherine’s private ward, how can I help?”“My mother,” Elena said, and hated how small she sounded all at once. “Marg
The Contract Wife Chapter 11 — White Lilies
Elena stared at the dress on the bed and felt something inside her go very still.Not fear this time.Something colder.The white lace had been spread neatly over Clara’s sheets, the sleeves laid out like arms waiting to be filled. Across the bodice, the red lipstick message looked wet beneath the lamplight.LET THE NEW WIFE WEAR IT.For a few seconds, nobody spoke.The house seemed to listen with them.Adrian stood by the door, his face unreadable, but Elena had started to notice the little things now. The tension in his jaw. The way his right hand curled once, then relaxed. The way his eyes did not stay on the dress for too long, as if looking at it hurt more than he would ever admit.Elena folded her arms over her chest, pulling his coat tighter around herself.“I’m not wearing it,” she said.His eyes moved to her. “I know.”“You don’t get to say that like it’s obvious. Nothing in this house is obvious.”A faint breath left him. Not quite a laugh. Not quite anything.“No,” he said.
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