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The Substitute Bride's Revenge The Clause
ARIAI spend the night with the contract, going through every paragraph, every line, every potential hidden meaning. Sleep feels impossible with this proposal hanging over me.Rain keeps hitting the windows in a steady rhythm while I try to make sense of it all, the sound becoming almost hypnotic as the hours drag on. My eyes burn from fatigue, but my mind refuses to shut down.The business sections are clear, straightforward language about money, property, and confidentiality.I think Nathan intentionally kept the language simple for me.I make notes in the margins, highlighting sections that seem particularly important or potentially problematic.My third cup of tea (chamomile and honey) at around 3 AM is not doing anything to ease my anxiety when I find something buried deep in the personal terms. My tired eyes almost miss it, but something makes me stop and read it again."Maintenance of authentic marital appearances including appropriate physical relations."I blink hard, thinkin
The Substitute Bride's Revenge The Contract
ARIARain hammers the windows, turning the garden into a blurry watercolor. Six weeks in this place, and I'm finally starting to feel human again.My body's bouncing back.The chelation therapy wrapped up last week, and Dr. Blackwell seems pleased with how I'm doing.I'm curled up in the window seat, watching raindrops race down the glass. The pneumonia's completely gone. My hair isn't falling out in clumps anymore. Even my brain fog has lifted. First time in over a year I can actually think straight.A knock interrupts my rain-watching."Come in," I call out.Harrison steps in, looking even stiffer than usual. "Ms. Taylor, you have a visitor."That gets my attention. I haven't seen anyone except staff and doctors since I got here."A visitor?""Nathan Reed is waiting for you in the library."My mouth falls open and my eyes goes wide.Nathan Reed? Does he mean the Nathan Reed whose name carries weight. He's the attorney billionaires call when they need problems to disappear. His reput
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Unanswered Questions
Days blend together in this luxurious prison. I'm recovering slowly but steadily.My strength returns in small increments. First sitting up without help. Then standing beside the bed. Eventually walking to the bathroom unassisted. Each victory feels monumental after how close I came to death.Through it all, my questions pile up without answers."Harrison," I say one morning as he arranges fresh flowers by my window. "I need to know where exactly I am."He turns. "You're in a private estate north of the city, Ms. Taylor. The countryside here provides the perfect environment for recovery.""That tells me nothing. What's the address?"His expression stays pleasant. "I'm afraid I can't provide those specifics. Security protocols, you understand."I don't understand. Not at all."When can I meet the owner? The person who brought me here?"Harrison straightens an already-perfect lily. "The master travels frequently on business. When they return and when your health permits, I'm certain a m
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Poison
ARIAThe next morning brings another visitor to my luxurious sanctuary.A knock sounds at the door while I'm finishing breakfast, and Harrison enters, followed by a distinguished younger man carrying a leather medical bag."Ms. Taylor, this is Dr. Blackwell. He's been overseeing your care since your arrival."Dr. Blackwell has the kind of polished appearance you’d expect from a physician on a high-end magazine cover. Sharp jawline, dark hair styled with effortless precision, and eyes that miss nothing behind sleek, rectangular frames.The tailored suit beneath his white coat fits him to perfection, projecting an authority that feels far older than his thirty-something years."Good morning, Ms. Taylor. I'm pleased to see you awake and eating." His voice carries authority without arrogance.He sets his bag on a nearby table and approaches my bedside.Harrison discreetly exits, closing the door behind him."How long have I been here?" I ask."Five days. You were unconscious for the first
The Substitute Bride's Revenge The Butler
ARIAThe sound of a door opening wakes me up. I blink away the sleepiness and focus on the person coming in.Sunlight streams through the windows, suggesting I've slept through the night and into another day.I feel slightly stronger and more present in my body, though still weak.An old man walks toward me with measured steps. He's dressed formally, not modern formal, but old-school formal. Perfect morning coat, striped pants with sharp creases, a vest without a single wrinkle and his shoes gleam with a polish that reflects the light.He stands completely straight, carrying a big silver tray so steadily that nothing on it moves as he crosses the room.Not a teacup rattles, not a spoon shifts position. Years of practice evident in every step.He sets it on a table near the bed, then turns to face me with an expression that’s professional yet kind."Good morning, Ms. Taylor. Hope you slept well." His voice has that classic upper-class British accent. However, there's a warmth underneat
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Luxurious Recovery
ARIAI drift in and out of darkness, floating somewhere between being awake and completely gone.I can't tell how much time passes. Pain hovers nearby… present but dulled, like hearing thunder from a storm that's miles away.Sometimes I think I hear voices, feel gentle hands, but these sensations slip away before I can grasp them fully.Sensations start filtering through bit by bit. Softness under me. Warmth all around. The smell of lavender and clean sheets. No more rain. No more cold. No more rough pavement against my skin.My eyes crack open slowly. Light pours in, not harsh fluorescents or the dim shadows of an alley, but soft sunlight streaming through sheer curtains.I blink a few times, trying to make sense of what I'm seeing. For a moment, I wonder if I've died, if this is some elaborate afterlife my brain has conjured up.The ceiling isn't cracked plaster or hospital tiles. It's high with fancy trim work framing a huge crystal chandelier.Definitely not a hospital. Not a chea
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Rainy Night
ARIAThe rain hits me again, somehow colder than before.The brief respite in the café has only made the contrast more painful.Midnight approaches. The streets empty as even the most dedicated night owls seek shelter from the relentless storm.I walk because stopping seems worse somehow, though each step becomes harder than the last.My expensive shoes that once cost more than some people's monthly rent are ruined, squishing with each step and rubbing blisters on my soaked feet.A violent shiver runs through me. The cold has moved beyond discomfort into something more dangerous.My thoughts begin to scatter, focus slipping away like water down a drain. I need to find shelter, any shelter before hypothermia sets in.Downtown buildings offer few options. Unfortunately, everything is locked, alarmed, protected against intruders like me.I finally find a recessed doorway of a closed boutique, a small space barely protected from the direct downpour and huddle into the corner, making mysel
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Hotel Rejection
ARIAI stand outside my apartment building, staring up at the familiar facade. The doorman who once greeted me with respectful deference now blocks my path with his expression uncomfortable yet firm."I'm sorry, Ms. Taylor. Your lease expired three weeks ago.""That's impossible. I pay annually. The renewal isn't due until September." My voice sounds hollow even to my own ears.He shifts uncomfortably. "According to management, the lease was terminated early. They received documentation..." He trails off, avoiding my eyes."Documentation from whom?" I already know the answer."Harrington Legal, ma'am. Everything was processed through proper channels."Of course it was. They've thought of everything."My belongings—""Were packed and placed in storage. I can give you the facility information." He hands me a card with an address printed on it. "Though I believe there may be outstanding fees to access the items."Fees I have no way to pay with frozen accounts. I take the card anyway, sli
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Financial Ruin
ARIAThe morning light filters through the hospital blinds, casting prison-bar shadows across my bed.The kind nurse enters with discharge papers and a plastic bag containing my personal items."The doctor has approved your release, Ms. Taylor. Someone will be in shortly with a wheelchair to escort you out.""Thank you." My voice sounds mechanical, detached. I've barely spoken since signing those papers yesterday.I dress slowly, my body still weak. The clothes they brought hang loose on my frame.The Armani suit that once symbolized my power now drapes over me like a costume.I catch my reflection in the bathroom mirror and barely recognize myself. My skin looks ashen against the crisp white collar. The dark circles under my eyes make them appear sunken and my hangs limp despite my attempts to style it.A different nurse arrives shortly with the wheelchair. "Hospital policy," she explains when I protest that I can walk. Her kindness feels like pity, which makes it worse somehow."My
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