All Chapters of Mr. Reynolds, your wife is an imposter : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Layla's POV TWO DAYS LATERI descended the stairs slowly. It wasn't by choice, I was up in my head about what I wanted to do. Kaila wanted me to confess... She knew everything, at least everything I wanted her to know. Joshua was already missing... And Alfonso wouldn't help me out with Kaila's matter, he was too busy trying to find the former. Everything, the entire situation urged me to tell Noah the truth, at least my version of it. If I did that, he would be mad but his anger would be directed towards Elena... Not me and Kaila would have anything to threaten me anymore. But the probability of Noah getting married to me would be worse than one percent. He would hate me... Definitely hate Elena more, but he would hate me. Aish... I had to make a decision, and that fast.Oh wait... I had already made the decision, I was going to tell Noah the truth... My truth. It was how and when to tell him that was the problem. It's been two days already, so I've made that decision, two d

Layla's POV "What?!" Noah roared standing up from the bed in rage. I flinched, withdrawing to the side of the bed. The look he had on his face at the moment was a striking contrast from what he had on when he first came into the room. At the beginning of my explanation, he had been calm, he listened attentively... But the more I spoke, the more his expression changed.Unlike what I told Kaila, I didn't even add my name to anything. Everything was all Elena's fault. This was easier because, Noah only had brief memories of Elena... He didn't see her face in them, I was sure of it. If he did, he would have long kicked me out of his house. Also, he didn't remember meeting me at that gala a year ago, so he had no idea how involved I was in this. "I... I'm sorry, I wanted to tell you everything the second you woke up... But..." I sobbed, water practically pouring from my eyes. I wasn't faking it. I was indeed terrified of Noah at the moment. The way his chest rose and fell, the w

Layla's POV Right from when I was young, I never blamed myself for mistakes. Why? A mistake involves two things or people... So why would I take the fall? So right now, even as my head screamed that it was my fault. That I should have accepted my father's offer earlier. That I should have ended Elena's relationship with Noah as soon as I found out. That I should have said something to Noah on time... That I shouldn't have dragged Elena into this mess again even after she was gone. All the thoughts in my head kept attacking me. Blaming me for something... Everything, yet I refused to accept it. It couldn't have been my fault. No... So, I picked the nearest possible person to blame. Elena. She... She had been the reason for everything. If only she had consorted with me first before targeting Noah... If only that had happened, maybe my life would be so much better. No... No maybes. My life would be better. There would be no secrets between me and Noah. We woul

Elena's POV THE DAY OF THE ACCIDENT The sirens grew louder. An ambulance rushed to the scene of the accident. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Layla running towards Noah as though her life depended on it. Tears were already streaming down her face. They looked... Real. She had already begun her act. Mine had ended. No... I couldn't bear to keep looking. If I did maybe that guilt I had thought I had buried would rise again. If that happened, I wouldn't be able to stop myself from running towards Noah. Crying while begging him to still be alive. Exactly what Layla was presently doing. I blinked, trying to keep the tears that formed in my eyes at bay. Everything felt like it was in slow motion. This scene was longer than I had imagined it to be. Countless times this exact moment would appear in my head. At times I would think it would be hard to go through with it.That I would cave in at the last minute and tell Noah everything. Yes, he would be mad at me... but, he

Elena's POV Winters: Long, cold, snowy, and dark (sunset can be as early as 3:30 PM). Perfect for a hiding mood; cozy cafés, candlelight, a little loneliness. Summers: Bright, mild, and full of festivals. The sun can stay up until 11 PM in June/July. The city has a medieval Old Town with cobblestone streets, colorful houses, and spires... like stepping into another world. But it’s also modern, with glass buildings and a strong tech culture. Atmosphere: Tallinn sits on the Baltic Sea; foggy mornings, gray waves, perfect atmospheric scenes. Those were the things I saw in the brochures and also online when I was researching a place to hide. Somewhere that would take even the most powerful person at least a few years to find. Tallinn interested me almost instantly. Estonia in general. Just the name alone sounded like a place that would only be in fairy tales and Disney cartoons. So... I decided to go there. After my plane landed; the one Alfonso arranged for me. I stayed in