All Chapters of Mr. CEO, You Are Only My Substitute Husband: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Please wait a moment. Charlotte had to stop by the store to inspect a new batch of products that were put on display this morning, so she’s on her way back to the company right now.” Vincent poured a cup of tea for her and took a seat across from her.Lysia smiled. “No problem at all. Tell her to drive safely.”As she took a moment to observe the office around her, Vincent retrieved something from the bookshelf in the corner of the room and then placed it in front of her.“Miss Kingsley, is this the article that won you your very first journalism award? I was truly impressed when I first read it in a special edition of ‘The Economic Boom of Reeds City.’ I found it so compelling that I had to cut it out and keep it as a keepsake,” Vincent remarked with admiration.Holding the newspaper clipping in her hands, Lysia was genuinely surprised that someone had managed to preserve a printed copy after all this time. The ink was still in good condition, though the paper itself looked slightly

In the stillness of the night, Lysia slowly opened her eyes, only to find herself slumped over the steering wheel. A sharp pain radiated from her forehead. When she reached up to touch it, her fingers came away stained with blood.The world outside the car was pitch black. Fumbling around in the center console, she searched for her phone. The moment she managed to turn it on, the screen flickered briefly before shutting down completely.Before losing consciousness, she had been speeding through the storm, rain lashing violently against the windshield, blurring her vision. But none of it compared to the raw, gut-wrenching pain she had felt when she saw Charlotte in Kyle’s room. Her heart had shattered, and with her vision clouded by tears, she had screamed in anguish, the sound of her cries swallowed by the roar of the engine.Then, without warning, a landslide erupted right in front of her. In sheer panic, Lysia slammed on the brakes, but the car skidded out of control. The tires lost

*** FLASHBACK: 10 YEARS AGO ***“Mommy, I already gave Ryan the lunchbox you made for him. Can you please stop calling me over and over?” Lysia said in a frustrated tone over the phone.She walked through the vast campus of Reeds University, occasionally glancing up at the rooftop, where a young man was looking down at her. She waved at him briefly before flashing a bright smile and dashing toward the school gate, having completed the task her mother had assigned her.Since high school, Rachael had prepared lunch for Lysia every day. Worried about Ryan, she often asked Lysia to bring him a meal as well. All because Reeds University was just a few steps away from her high school.After turning 18, Ryan moved out to live on his own, something Lysia deeply admired. She longed for the freedom to do whatever she wanted without her mother constantly nagging her about eating balanced meals. If she lived alone, she could indulge in sweets instead of being forced to eat salads and nutritious g

Austin Miller, Lysia's boyfriend, was also her first love when she was 16 years old. He was a guy who went to the same high school as her and was 2 years older than her. On the first day of school, Austin helped Lysia when she went into the wrong classroom. Since then, she often met him at the basketball court every time she went there with her friends to cheer for the matches.At school, Austin always stood out with his handsome appearance, studied well and was also the captain of the basketball team, so he received a lot of love from the girls in the school. Once, Lysia accidentally got hit in the head by a basketball, those male students teased her, but Austin came to help her.Since then, Lysia fell in love with him and feelings began to blossom in the heart of a 16-year-old girl. And not long after, they became closer and closer and decided to fall in love when Austin confessed.It was ironic that just a few days after they had their first kiss, Austin had to hear these humiliati

"Lysia Kingsley, if you have the guts, say that again!" Kyle shouted furiously.His outburst seemed to have startled everyone in the Kingsley household. Matthew and Rachael opened their bedroom doors, glancing toward Lysia’s room at the end of the hallway.Swallowing his anger, Kyle grabbed Lysia’s hand, pulled her into the room, and slammed the door shut. He braced both hands against the wall, gazing down at her, his eyes filled with heartbreak.By now, Lysia had calmed down a little. She turned her face away and muttered, "I think I've made myself clear. Let’s break up. Our marriage contract is almost up, and I don’t want you to pity me anymore."In an instant, Kyle seized her lips. He cupped her delicate chin and kissed her fiercely, yet his touch carried an endless tenderness. For over a week, he had missed her to the point of madness. Not a single night had passed peacefully since the day the news broke, and he saw her crying in pain.She wasn’t the only one suffering—Kyle was ju