Semua Bab Substitute Bride Of The Disabled CEO: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Nicole:I walked into my room, shutting the door behind me and leaning against it to catch my breath. The encounter with Aston's mother had left me shaken, her words still ringing in my ears. She was like a tigress, fiercely protective of her family, and I couldn't help but feel like I was the prey she was defending against. I winced as I touched the tender spots on my skin, where she had grabbed me in her anger.“Damn…. She hates me so much…” I fought tears as I made my way to the bathroom to assess the damage, and my reflection showed the faint marks on my skin. I quickly applied some first aid treatment to the wounds, trying to take my mind off the stinging pain and the hurtful words. As I sat down on the bed, my phone suddenly buzzed, breaking the silence in the room. I picked it up, noticing a message from an unknown number. My curiosity got the better of me, and I hesitated for a moment before opening it.As I read the message, my eyes widened in shock, and my heart skipped a be

Aston:I tried to piece together the events of the previous night, but my memories were hazy, like fragments of a broken puzzle. I recalled taking a glass of water, feeling dizzy, and then...Belle. She had tried to help me, but I had pushed her away, trying to fight her off. “Let me go! Don't touch me, I have a wife…” I vividly remembered telling her to leave me alone, but my body had betrayed me, refusing to cooperate. My limbs had felt heavy, my senses dulled, and my mind foggy.“What did you do to–” I expressed before I blacked out, I had a faint recollection of Belle's face, her smile, and her words. But everything after that was a blur, a complete void in my memory. What had happened? Had I...? The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. Had I done something I would regret? Something that would hurt Nicole even more?My mind was racing with questions, but the more I thought about it, the more my head spun. I felt like I was trapped in a ni

Aston:I couldn't shake off the feelings of guilt and pain that had been gnawing at me. Something wasn't adding up, and I needed answers. I decided to confront Bella about it. I called her and asked to meet at her place. When I arrived, I was relieved to find her alone."Bella, I need to ask you something," I said, my voice firm. "What did you put in that drink?" I asked directly, my eyes locked on hers. I was trying to read her reaction, to see if she would crack under the pressure.Bella's expression didn't change, but she shook her head. "I don't know what you're talking about, Aston. You must have been really tired," she said, her voice calm. Her response was too casual, too nonchalant. I studied her face, trying to read between the lines. Was she telling the truth, or was she hiding something from me?I took a step closer to her, my eyes never leaving hers. "Don't play dumb with me, Bella," I said, my voice low. "I know something's going on. And I'm going to find out what it is."

Nicole:I slowly opened my eyes, slowly taking in my surroundings. I was in a hospital room, surrounded by sterile white walls and dripping in my arm. The lights above seemed too bright, and I squinted, trying to adjust to the harsh glare. I didn't even know what else to say, all I knew was that something wasn't right. The last thing I recalled was trying to wrap my head around the case, and then I felt really dizzy.‘What could have happened?’As I tried to piece together what had happened, I saw him walk in, looking really worried. Aston. My heart swelled with concern, seeing the lines of worry etched on his face. He approached me, his eyes filled with relief and apology. I could see the tension in his shoulders, the way his jaw was clenched in concern.But before he could say anything, I knew what I had to tell him. "We were set up," he started to say, but I cut him off. "You were, but she wasn't set up," I said firmly. "She picked up your call and had a scheming tone."Aston's ey

Aston:Since Nicole returned home, she had been in her mother's room. I wondered what the hell was going on, but I figured she must have been asking her mother for advice. I was hoping her mother would give her good advice, but then maybe I was wrong. Suddenly, my head turned towards the door and that was when I noticed her. She walked into the room, her eyes staring directly at me before she sighed. Her shoulder was low, showing worry, and I needed her to talk about it. “Are you alright? You look… worried…” I expressed with ceased lines. My eyes never left hers. I just wanted to know what was on her mind. “Yes. I just had a talk with mum. I needed closure. I needed to think about everything that had been going on, and I finally came up with a solution.” I raised a brow, shocked that she actually had a solution to what was going on, and since I knew how smart she was, but I was also interested to know what was going on in her head. “So what do you have in mind?” I asked and the