Saved To Be A Substitute のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Lillian's POVMy heart was wildly beating in my chest as Eva waved the pills at them."Give that to me!" I yelled, letting go of Alexander and scrambling forward to snatch it.But before I could grab it, Mrs. McQueen got her hands on it. She inspected the pills, glancing through the label."Birth control!" She exclaimed, her eyes widening in shock. "These are birth control pills. Why do you have these with you?" "She obviously doesn't want to get pregnant for Alexander," Eva spat, her words hitting close, but for all the wrong reasons, "She wants to make sure she's not tied down to Alexander when she demands a divorce and takes half of his money." "I hope you made her sign a prenuptial agreement," Eva stated, a smug look on her face. Before I could respond, Mrs McQueen questioned me with hurt laced in her voice. "Why are you taking this?" She demanded, staring at me in disbelief. "Just a few minutes ago, you told me that you and Alexander would get pregnant soon... but with birth

Lillian's POV."What?" I gasped in shock, my heart hammering in my chest.What was Alexander doing with Eva? I wouldn't mind if she was at the party, but she was all over him.As they continued walking towards the car, I quickly slipped away to hide.I peeked, watching as they reached the car. They parted for a moment, and she held his face gently. Alexander didn't seem irritated like he was, in the mansion yesterday. He was calm.Why was he okay with another woman touching him?My heart twisted as she wrapped her hands around him, saying things I couldn't hear."He's not pushing her away," I muttered under my breath. "Why?"Was it because of her, he had been avoiding my calls? Or was it because of my lie that he decided to turn to Eva? She hugged him for minutes, and every moment was like a knife stabbing and twisting my heart.They looked intimate. His hands weren't even in his pockets from the angle I was staring from. He was probably hugging her back.Tears welled in my eyes as a

Alexander's POVWhen Lillian texted me she that had arrived at my mother's house, I decided to check on her. She seemed fine in her message, but my instinct told me otherwise.Upon arriving at my parents' home, I was met with chaos. I had almost managed to get Lillian out of the situation peacefully until the birth control details were revealed.It wasn't the fact that she was taking preventive measures that upset me, it was the lie. We had talked about having kids and she agreed with me. She gave me false hope.Did she not love me enough to have kids with me? Had I been a bad husband to her or was her love for me not as deep as mine for her?Despite my feelings, I still defended her. I couldn't let Eva and my mother degrade her.As we left my parent's home, the journey back home was painfully silent. Many thoughts ran through my mind, but I didn't voice them since she didn't say anything. I didn't expect an apology, but I wanted an explanation.Realizing she wasn't ready to speak, I

Alexander's POV"Why would you do that?" I asked, feeling a surge of worry and frustration."I'm sorry sir," Martin apologized, his tone dripping with guilt. "She was worried about you. She said you weren't answering her calls." I grunted in frustration, "I put my phone on 'do not disturb' for a few hours. I think she called during that time. Damn it!""My apologies again sir. She was persistent and I felt guilty to see her so worried," Martin explained.My heart hammered in my chest, feeling a pang of guilt. I shouldn't have shut her out like that. Maybe she had just wanted to talk or help me calm down. Now, it seemed like I'd ignored her."But...I didn't see her at the party," I said, trailing off as a horrifying realization struck me."Oh no!" Panic surged as I abruptly pulled over at the side of the road."What is it, sir?" Martin asked, nervously. "Did something happen to Mrs Jessica...I mean Lillian.""I think...she saw us," I muttered through my gritted teeth."Saw you and who

Alexander's POV."Who could that be?" I frowned, glancing toward the door. "Don't answer it," she whispered, cupping my face and pulling me into a deep kiss. I kissed her back, my hands roaming her body. From her hips to her thighs and then to her curves, I took my time savoring her. My hands slid to her ass, and I teasingly trailed two of my fingers between her cheeks. She trembled beneath me, soft moans spilling from her lips. The knock on the door persisted, but I had no intention of answering it, not without giving her more pleasure first. Slowly, I slid my fingers into her warm cunt, causing her hips to grind against me.She broke the kiss, soft cries escaping her lips at the intrusion. Not wanting whoever was outside to hear her, I silenced her with another kiss, this time deeper and more possessive. My fingers moved inside her, matching the rhythm of her grinding hips. The slick heat around them made me throb with need, and my cock slowly thrust into her, teasing us both.