All Chapters of The Imposter Wife and the Dark Magnate.: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 42: Close Your Eyes and Be MineAuroraI had no idea what to do, and I don’t know what happened for him to be acting like this… He held me in his arms in a way that made it feel like he had feelings for me. I could almost believe it just for tonight, and I’ll admit—I wouldn’t mind that at all.But it was completely strange having him lying in my bed, right next to me, facing me. Never in my pathetic life did I think I’d be with a man like him, especially someone as extravagant as Andrews Westwood.His strong arms wrapped me against his bare, warm chest, and even though I knew I should push him away, I couldn’t—not right away.His touch was firm, but not oppressive like it was when he was awake. And his scent… God, that woody cologne, mixed with something purer and warmer, tied a knot in my stomach.I wanted to pull away. I needed to pull away.But just for a moment—just one—I let myself feel.When I finally gathered the courage to push him, my eyes searched his face, t

Chapter 44: All for ExpensesThe nightclub was empty, except for the soft lighting and a few tables reserved for special clients. The atmosphere was quiet, and all the waiters were cleaning up after the previous night’s excitement.Andrews walked in with an impassive expression, but his mind was boiling with questions about Aurora. Alice would be the first step to understanding them.Rodrigo and Donovan were ahead, speaking with the manager. After handing over a sum of money, they made their way to Alice and delivered the message. She looked at the three men near the counter and froze when she recognized Andrews, her eyes locked onto him.She swallowed hard, still looking at Andrews, who merely glanced away with indifference.“You could be more cordial. The girl might think we're here to kill her,” Rodrigo warned him.“I’m a married man, remember?” Andrews said sarcastically, twisting his wedding ring on his finger.“As if you took that into consideration…”They finally headed

Chapter 46: Echoes of Hatred and DesireDonovan raised an eyebrow, recognizing the seriousness in Andrews’ tone, but said nothing. He simply nodded, understanding the urgency of the task, and did as he was asked.“Leave it to me,” Donovan replied, and within minutes, he was out of the room, taking steps to carry out Andrews' request.Andrews remained there, silent, reflecting on what he had just asked. He wasn’t sure what he was trying to do or if it was even the right thing, but somehow, he wanted Aurora to know that he cared—that she wasn’t alone, even if his past actions had shown the exact opposite.A few minutes later, Andrews heard a sound coming from upstairs—a sharp cry, followed by muffled sobs. He froze for a moment, listening closely. That sound... it was Aurora.He stood up quickly and walked into the hallway, approaching her room. The door was slightly ajar, and through the narrow gap, he saw her figure leaning against the bed, hands covering her face, sobbing while

Chapter 48: The Test of FeelingsAurora BloonsonBy the edge of the pool, the silence was almost uncomfortable, broken only by the rustling leaves swaying in the wind.I still felt the weight of my words, that confession that, somehow, seemed like the only way to keep him sane. Knowing that he had tried... that... was a shock. I never imagined Mr. Westwood could reach that point.I didn’t know what to think. Was it because I refused to open the door to him that he felt hurt enough to try to take his own life? Wasn’t that too drastic?I had been finding it amusing that he obeyed me when sleepwalking, never stopping to think how pathetic he looked in that situation. I don’t know how a man with all his qualities got to this state.He still had his arms around me, and now his chin rested on top of my head. I sighed in relief and, deliberately, hugged him even tighter. Alright... I said I hated him, but somehow, when he’s vulnerable, I can’t hold on to the feelings of contempt and ha

Part.2 Between Hatred and Duty“He needs someone who understands him, who protects him when he’s vulnerable,” Rodrigo said, moving closer to me with a more serious, almost dark expression. “I know you and he have a complicated history, but he needs help. He’s always been a lost soul.”I looked at him, not knowing what to say. Rodrigo sighed and walked to the glass window, looking out at the dark garden.“Andrews has severe depression,” he said simply, but the words carried a heavy weight. “And it’s not something recent. When he lost someone important, when Janete did something terrible... something he’s never been able to overcome. The guilt he carries... all of it slowly destroys him. Janete ruined his life simply because she believed he couldn’t give her the life she wanted. You’ll know the details when the time comes. Don’t feel sorry for Andrews.”My heart tightened at those words. I never imagined that the cold, distant man I knew carried so much pain inside him. Even without