All Chapters of Substitute Bride; My Husband's Mistakes : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Celine's POV: "Celine, you have to take your sister's place tomorrow," my father, Mr. Morris Mason, said to me as he stormed into my room with my mother. "Dad, I don't understand. Why do I have to take Clara's place tomorrow? Where is she?" I asked, knowing that Clara had gone to her bridal shower. How could she just disappear on the eve of her wedding? "Something came up, according to Clara, and she had to take care of it," my father said, and I sighed. I was standing in my bedroom, having not attended the extravagant bridal shower of my twin sister, Clara Mason. Clara and I were identical twin sisters, both 25 years old. I knew that many of Clara's friends said I was jealous of my twin sister because she was getting married before me, but that wasn't the truth. I was in a relationship with Martin Enzo, a construction worker, but Martin wasn't the type of groom my father wanted, so he rejected him. Everyone was proud of my twin sister. She was the apple of everyone's eyes, even

Celine's POV: Once we got to the waiting car, Jace carefully put me inside, and I didn't even have time to see what kind of car it was. But it was a beautiful car, and he told the driver, "Roy, to the reception venue." "Alright, boss," came the calm response from the driver. I sat there nervously as Jace and I settled in the rear. I shifted away from him, but I remembered I had to pretend I was my sister. Jace didn't say anything as he looked at my face and held my hand in his. "How do you feel about this day, my love?" he asked me, and I opened my mouth to speak, thinking of what Clara would have said if she were the one. I was still overwhelmed, so I told him the truth. "I'm just overwhelmed." "Why is that? You didn't believe me when I told you I would marry you and no one else. I love you, Clara, and I meant every word I used to confess my feelings to you. So you don't have to be afraid, thinking this marriage is a trap. And I'll always support your modeling career. How about

Celine's POV: "Oh no! What am I going to do?" I pondered, getting out of the bathroom. I was wrapped in only a white towel around my chest. I knew Jace wanted to sleep with me tonight, and I guessed this was the right time to inform him that I wasn't my sister. How could I continue with this deceit? What if he found out? What do I do? I paced about the bedroom, as I wasn't even with my phone. I could have contacted Clara and asked for her help. She was a good liar and smarter than me. "Dammit. Should I lie that I'm on my period?" I clutched my belly, as I was scared that once Jace found out the truth—that my family and I had tricked him into marrying me—he would be furious. Yeah, my sister and I were slimmer, but as Clara and I grew into adulthood, I didn't keep up much with her, and I got tired of burning calories like her, who wanted to be fit at all times. "Babe." Jace got out of the bathroom and saw me sitting on the bed. I had stopped pacing about when I heard the shower sto

Jace's POV: "Mom, Dad," I wasn't expecting to see them arrive with my younger sister, Adira Augustus. Adira was a 26-year-old finance manager, and she owned a fashion magazine and company that featured several models and runway shows. "Morning, Jace and my pretty Clara," my mother and sister rushed to hug my wife. "We couldn't help but come to congratulate you both on your successful marriage," my mother, Mrs. Joy Augustus, said. She and my sister looked so excited as they wore similar brown designer dresses and black shoes. They were of average height, although Adira wore high-heeled shoes while Mom wore lower heels. But they were my family. "Thank you," Clara replied, smiling, and I told them to join us for breakfast. "Mom, Dad, we were about to have breakfast before you all arrived. Come and join us," I let my parents know, and my mother smiled. "That's fine, Jace. We're just coming back from the Thanksgiving service at the church and didn't want to disturb you both on your

Celine's POV: 'Oh no! Can I really keep up with all these people that I am unfamiliar with? Wouldn’t Jace find out sooner that I am not Clara?' I pondered in my mind as I excused myself from Jace and his childhood sweetheart, Mandy Joshua. I couldn’t stand there and pretend to know the woman when I did not. As I entered the living room, I met the two maids who looked at me and smiled. "Um, what are your names?" I asked them first, before I would make more mistakes. Though I could have asked Clara directly, I didn’t have the time, so I had to ask them before I showed Jace that I am not his real wife. "Um, madam, I am Tina, and she is Esther," the two young ladies in their early twenties said to me. They seemed a bit younger than me. "Alright, Tina and Esther. Thanks for the breakfast earlier. But I would like to know how meals work around here. I mean lunch and dinner—since my husband and I aren’t going to work today," I told them with a gentle smile on my face, and they grinned.