All Chapters of Mr. Reynolds, your wife is an imposter : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Noah’s POVThe silence in the restaurant was almost too polished...like it had been rehearsed to perfection. The faint clinking of cutlery and soft murmur of expensive conversation filled the air, but between Mr. Campbell and me, it was suffocatingly quiet. His fingers trembled slightly as he reached for his glass of wine, the reflection of the chandelier glinting across his wrinkled hand.He finally broke the silence.“The day my daughter wanted to reveal the truth,” he began, his tone heavy, rehearsed, “you were said to have an accident. She couldn’t do it anymore. The doctors then said you couldn’t remember what had happened. She was so devastated.”His eyes darted to me as if expecting sympathy. I gave him none. He took a huge sip from his glass, the liquid sloshing slightly over the rim. “But we took it as a blessing,” he went on, wiping the corner of his mouth with a trembling napkin. “You wouldn’t be able to remember what that tramp did to you. And Layla could actually start

Layla's POV That was it. 10 years. By then I would have children for Noah already. He would never be able to leave me. I would also buy another one.This one would be for Joshua and Kaila.. half a bottle for each of them. If things went as planned, they would both forget for at least 5 to 7 years. I wouldn't have to get my hands dirty, they just wouldn't remember. That would be wonderful if it could work out just the way I planned in my head. But then my father's voice flowed into my ears, killing the little joy that came from imagining. "I don't think there is anywhere around that sells such a potent drug." He asked sounding both skeptical and afraid. "I'm not really as involved with the underground business world as I hope to be. I wouldn't be able to get it." My hope crashed in an instant. I almost couldn't believe my ears. The one person I had thought would be my savior... He just frankly told me that he wouldn't be able to help. Argh! I fell further, using my hand

Layla's POV The only thing that kept me sane was... I had also seen Noah shirtless. He was just as hot, if not hotter. A frown rested on Jack's face after he saw me."Who are you?" He asked, then he shook his head. "No, don't answer that. I remember you." I blinked in surprise. "You do?" "Yes. You were the lady I met at Elena's house over a year ago. The one who said it wasn't Elena's house but yours... Layla, right?" I blinked again. He was good-looking, and he had a good memory."Yes. That's me." I nodded. A small smile appeared on my face. "I also know that you're Elena's best friend... At least you were until you betrayed her." Okay, Elena told him a lot. I cleared my throat, before shaking my head. "I didn't betray Elena. I can't even think of doing such a thing." "Really?" Jack raised a brow and then chuckled. "Then explain to me why she was taken away from me?" I don't have to explain shit to you. I almost rolled my eyes, but I held it in. He was probably still in

Noah's POV LAST NIGHT The plan was to talk to. To hear her side of the story. So I could try to understand her and fill in the missing pieces of my memories. That was what I had wanted to do until I got to the door of the dungeon. I couldn't bring myself to move past there. I still felt so annoyed at her. She ruined a lot of things with her lie. It was just too painful for me to sit and talk to her. What if she just lied again? She had proven to be an expert in doing that, so I wasn't too sure if I would notice. After pondering on it for almost 20 minutes and staring at the door, I gave up. Maybe next time. Until the wounds that I wasn't too sure about opened fully. Then, I'd be able to listen to her. After deciding that, I turned around and left. There was a secret passage in the mansion which led directly to the dungeon and also did the opposite. I passed by the kitchen as I walked inside. I may not be able to listen to her side of the story just yet, but I had to keep

Noah's POV Almost immediately, a flash came to my head. It was the same memory from last night. The one where Elena had given me something to drink. What I suspected was the reason why my memories weren't coming back. Now Layla was giving me something too. A drink just as Elena had. Was it the same thing?A thought came to my head. I lifted the cup, brought it to my lips, and took a sip. If it were the same thing, I would know very soon. Maybe it was just my sight... But I saw a small smile appear on her lips. Did she put something inside this?Okay.Fine. I would know in a few while. If she did... Layla was going to regret this. I was about to tell her to leave me so I could continue with my thoughts, but then my phone vibrated. It was Joshua. "Boss, the test results are out. There was something in your bloodstream. He said it was a foreign drug that couldn't be picked by any random tests." I was right. There was a drug. I told him I would be there soon and I ended t