MasukGwen figured meeting Damian would be the key to unlocking the truth behind Sienna’s identity. Driven by this realization, she eagerly agreed when he asked to meet up.
Still, Gwen couldn't suppress her curiosity about Ivy, Jeff’s mistress. If she were being honest, Sienna was far more attractive. The only flaw was Sienna’s overly modest, traditional style, even though every piece in her wardrobe was made of top-tier material.
Ivy, on the other hand, was sleek and modern, a dangerously seductive woman draped in flashy, revealing clothes with bold, dramatic makeup to match.
"What on earth is going through Jeff’s head?" Gwen muttered to herself, studying the photos of Ivy that Damian had sent. "He demands his wife dress like a nun just to protect his precious reputation, yet he keeps a mistress who dresses even more scandalously than I do!"
'Where are you right now? Where did you spot my husband with that woman?' Gwen typed out in her reply to Damian.
'In Sidney, Sienna. I happen to be visiting my uncle here. I was stunned when I caught your husband acting so intimate with another woman. I’m sorry if I was out of line for sending you those photos,' Damian replied shortly after.
'When can we meet?' Gwen texted back.
Silence stretched as she waited for an answer.
'Hellooo?'
'Is this really you, Sienna?' Damian finally asked.
'Of course it’s me, who else? You heard my voice earlier.'
'I was just a bit hesitant. Ever since you got married, you’ve been doing everything to avoid me.'
Gwen paused for a second, her fingers hovering over the screen before typing her response.
'That was only natural since I was married. But now I want to meet because I need to hear it from you directly. Or better yet, could you find out who that woman is for me?' Gwen smirked to herself, fully intending to use Damian to her advantage.
'Alright, I’ll find out who your husband’s mistress is,' Damian agreed.
'We’ll meet up once you get all the details on her. Oh, all I know is that her name is Ivy,' Gwen typed back. There was no point in breaking a sweat herself when she could easily let him do the heavy lifting to uncover the woman Jeff was so obsessed with.
Bored of tossing and turning on the bed and staring blankly at the TV, Gwen stepped out of her bedroom. She wanted to clear her head and start looking for a proper house for Hans.
"Sienna!" Braddy’s voice called out from behind her.
Before she could react, Braddy grabbed her arm, yanking her into the dim shadows of the hallway.
"Mom and Trina are out, and your husband isn't back yet either. We can finally have some alone time!" Braddy whispered, his breath hot against her skin.
Without missing a beat, Gwen drove her knee straight into Braddy’s groin.
"Ah! Damn, in a rush, are we?" Braddy gasped, letting out a repulsive chuckle despite the pain.
"Let go of me!" Gwen snarled, twisting violently against his tight grip.
"Why are you acting so feisty all of a sudden? You’re usually so shy and cute!"
Gwen froze, a chill running down her spine. What on earth had Braddy been doing to Sienna behind Jeff’s back? Had he laid a finger on her before?
"Though I gotta admit, you like this are way more of a turn-on, Sienna! You’re driving me crazy!" Braddy grinned, leaning his face in closer.
Before his lips could touch her, Gwen delivered a brutal headbutt straight into the bridge of his nose.
Braddy’s grip snapped open as he staggered backward, blood spurting from his nostrils. "You!" he wheezed in pain.
Gwen immediately delivered a hard kick to his shin before bolting away, leaving Braddy groaning in agony on the floor as he clutched his nose and leg.
"That scumbag!" Gwen fumed, her chest heaving with disgust. She quickly pulled her scooter out of the garage and sped toward Hans’s neighborhood.
Her mood instantly brightened when she spotted Hans walking alone along the quiet roadside.
"Hans must have just finished a brutal overtime shift at the construction site. I should give him a ride home!" Gwen thought, tapping her horn to catch his attention.
"Oh, hello, Sienna!" Hans greeted her, nodding politely.
"Heading home?" Gwen asked, pulling up beside him.
"Yes, I am."
"Hop on! We're heading the same way. I'm on my way to visit Gwen!" Gwen said smoothly, not even tripping over the names this time.
"Oh, that's alright, Sienna. Please, go right ahead to the house. I'd rather just walk," Hans declined gently, feeling uncomfortable at the thought of riding side-by-side with the wife of the wealthiest man in the area.
"Come on, get on! Nobody's watching, and it's not even that far!" Gwen pressed.
Hans shook his head firmly, remaining steadfast in his refusal.
Realizing why he was hesitant to ride with her, Gwen relented. "Then how about you drive the scooter instead?"
Still, Hans shook his head no. Gwen let out a soft sigh and rode off ahead to his house.
'You really are a loyal man, Hans. Your love for me has truly stood the test of time, even when I was being an unbearable nightmare to you,' Gwen thought, a bittersweet mixture of pride and sorrow swelling in her chest.
When she arrived at her old house, Gwen found herself at a loss for how to bring up her offer without sounding suspicious.
"You guys are renting this place, right? Rent is so expensive! Wouldn't it be better if you two moved into my house instead? I have a property that’s just sitting empty. You can stay there as long as you want," Gwen suggested.
Hans and Sienna exchanged a bewildered look.
"I'm sorry, Sienna, but what is this about? Why the sudden offer for us to live in your house?" Sienna asked cautiously.
"My house is sitting empty anyway, so having someone take care of it would be a huge help. You can live there completely free of charge!" Gwen pressed on.
Hans reached out and gently stroked Sienna’s hair, silently seeking her input.
"We are renting, Sienna. But we're happy here, and we're still more than capable of covering the monthly rent ourselves," Sienna replied warmly.
Gwen bristled inwardly at her response.
"Just think of how much money you could save for your future if you didn't have to pay rent!" Gwen urged again.
Sienna reached down and laced her fingers with Hans’s. Hans squeezed her hand in return, looking down at her with a soft, deeply affectionate gaze.
Watching the quiet intimacy between Hans and Sienna sent a sharp pang of jealousy straight through Gwen’s chest.
'I should be the one receiving those loving looks from Hans.' Gwen fumed inwardly.
"We’ll think about it, Sienna. Honestly, your offer took us completely by surprise," Hans said gently, his fingers still wrapped tightly around Sienna’s hand.
Gwen let out a heavy sigh. "I'm only offering it because I feel bad for Mrs. Hannah. She's so sweet, and it's heartbreaking to think of her living all alone. If you take the house, all three of you can live together under one roof," she reasoned.
Hans wrapped an arm around Sienna’s shoulders. "Alright, Sienna. We’ll discuss it together first."
Sienna nodded in total agreement with her husband.
"I’ll go along with whatever my husband decides, Sienna! To be honest, as long as I’m with him, I feel completely content and comfortable anywhere, no matter how humble our life is," Sienna replied, her words prompting Hans to tighten his embrace around her.
The sight made Gwen’s jealousy burn even hotter, though she forced herself to keep her composure. She still had plenty to figure out, and besides, she was already getting addicted to the lavish wealth at her disposal. Just earlier, Jeff had transferred twenty-five million into her account to split with Susan and Trina. Of course, Gwen wasn't foolish enough to hand over Jeff’s hard-earned cash to her lazy in-laws.
Plus, the gold bars tucked away in Sienna’s wardrobe were more than enough to buy a brand-new house for Hans outright.
"Well then, I’ll take my leave. I hope to hear good news from you two soon," Gwen said, rising to her feet.
She needed to hoard as much money as possible so she could eventually return to a life with Hans. Wait, return to Hans? Of course! Gwen had no interest in spending the rest of her life tied to Jeff, a man who didn't even love her.
But how on earth could she swap bodies and souls back with Sienna? Gwen hardened her resolve, deciding she would hunt down the mysterious old man at the market to demand answers.
Gwen figured meeting Damian would be the key to unlocking the truth behind Sienna’s identity. Driven by this realization, she eagerly agreed when he asked to meet up.Still, Gwen couldn't suppress her curiosity about Ivy, Jeff’s mistress. If she were being honest, Sienna was far more attractive. The only flaw was Sienna’s overly modest, traditional style, even though every piece in her wardrobe was made of top-tier material.Ivy, on the other hand, was sleek and modern, a dangerously seductive woman draped in flashy, revealing clothes with bold, dramatic makeup to match."What on earth is going through Jeff’s head?" Gwen muttered to herself, studying the photos of Ivy that Damian had sent. "He demands his wife dress like a nun just to protect his precious reputation, yet he keeps a mistress who dresses even more scandalously than I do!"'Where are you right now? Where did you spot my husband with that woman?' Gwen typed out in her reply to Damian.'In Sidney, Sienna. I happen to be vi
Jeff’s wardrobe was locked tight, its key going wherever Jeff went. Gwen stood staring blankly at the polished wood.'There must be a ton of secrets hiding in there. What kind of married couple lives like this anyway? Locking up a wardrobe? Oh, Sienna, your life wasn't as glamorous as it seemed, was it? But hey, you’ve got deep pockets! Let me handle your money while I figure out who you really are.' Gwen racked her brain, wondering where she should even begin to unravel the mystery of Sienna’s past.The clock hands had already crept to five in the afternoon when a sharp knock rattled the bedroom door."Sienna!" Susan called out.Gwen let out a soft groan at the sound of her mother-in-law's voice."Yes, Mom?" Gwen answered as she swung the door open."Fine, you don't want to cook because we can order food. But what about the laundry?" Susan asked, crossing her arms tightly.Gwen blinked, completely unbothered. "What about it, Mom?""Good lord, Sienna! Why have you suddenly turned so c
Gwen slowly fluttered her eyes open, lying completely still. She didn't want anyone outside the bedroom to realize she had overheard the hushed conversation between Jeff and Trina. Only after the roar of Jeff's car engine faded into the morning air did Gwen finally get out of bed. She showered, put on fresh makeup, and slipped into a stylish new outfit. Today, she planned to visit Hans’s home and bring him a feast. Her stomach churned at the thought of Hans constantly showering Sienna with praise over her cooking."Hey, clean that up!" Trina demanded the second Gwen stepped into the hallway, pointing bossily toward the shattered vase near Susan's door.For once, Gwen didn't argue. After all, she was the one who had accidentally knocked it over. Without making a scene, she swept up the sharp porcelain shards in a flash. Once the floor was clear, she announced her departure to Susan and Trina."Hold it right there! Where do you think you're going?" Susan barked. "Cook us breakfast firs
Gwen slipped Sienna’s phone into her pocket and turned to look at Jeff, who was snoring soundly beside her. Curiosity gnawed at her. What kind of woman was this Ivy, anyway, to make Jeff completely write off his own wife?Slowly, she reached for Jeff’s phone, only to pause mid-motion. 'Right, as if a guy running around with a mistress wouldn't password-protect his phone,' Gwen grumbled to herself.Jeff’s snoring was deafening. It grated on her nerves, drawing an inevitable comparison to sleeping beside Hans. Hans always slept on his side, his breathing soft, even, and calm. Jeff, on the other hand, sprawled flat on his back, mouth agape, letting out raspy, thunderous snores.'I wonder what those two are up to tonight ...' Gwen mused, her thoughts drifting back to Sienna and Hans. A sudden pang of jealousy hit her, leaving her throat feeling parched. Stepping out of the bedroom, she headed toward the kitchen to grab a glass of water.As she passed Susan’s room, muffled voices caught h
Just as Gwen was about to step inside her old home, she stopped dead in her tracks. Through the window, she caught sight of Hans laughing uproariously with Sienna at the dining table. 'Hans is laughing like that? He looks so genuinely happy.' Gwen thought, a heavy lump forming in her throat. 'In all the time he’s been with me, he has never laughed so freely.'She watched as the two moved into the living room, settling onto the threadbare couch. Sienna gently began massaging Hans’s aching shoulders."Sweetheart, if you keep treating me like this, I’m going to work twice as hard to bring home a fortune for you," Hans murmured tenderly. "Thank you for being such a patient, loving wife."Sienna offered a soft smile. "I don't mind enduring a tough life with you, Hans. Just promise me one thing—never cheat on me.""How could I ever cheat on you? You have no idea how deeply I love you, Sienna!" Hans turned around and pressed a soft, affectionate kiss on the crown of her head.A sudden, shar
Gwen went completely wild at the mall. She went on a reckless shopping spree, buying all sorts of trendy clothes, shoes, and handbags. After spending half the day shopping alone, her stomach began to rumble. She stepped into a high-end restaurant and ordered what she considered a feast fit for royalty, ordering dish after dish without even glancing at the prices.Gwen felt as though she had ascended into absolute paradise. She blithely ignored the dozens of missed calls blowing up her phone from Susan and Trina. All day long, she soaked in her newfound freedom, filled with an overwhelming sense of bliss.When she finally returned to the estate laden with shopping bags, her arrival sparked immediate astonishment from Susan, Trina, and Braddy."Where on earth have you been all day, Sienna?" Susan demanded, eyeing the mountain of shopping bags in her hands."Shopping!" Gwen retorted casually, flaunting all her purchases."Mom, I swear Sienna’s possessed!" Trina rubbed her forehead in fru







