Semua Bab Substitute Bride; My Husband's Mistakes : Bab 1 - Bab 10

•Celine's POV “Celine, you have to take your sister’s place tomorrow,” my father, Mr. Morris Mason, said as he stormed into my room with my mother. “Dad, I don’t understand. Why would I have to take Clara’s place tomorrow? Where is she?” I asked, because I knew Clara had gone to her bridal shower. How could she just flee on the eve of her wedding? “Something came up, according to Clara, and she had to take care of it,” my father replied, 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 are identical twin sisters. We are both twenty-five years old. I know that many of Clara’s friends were saying I was jealous of my twin sister because she was getting married before me. But that was not the truth. I am 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 e

CELINE'S POV: When we reached the black car waiting for us, Jace carefully helped me into the back seat. I didn’t even have time to see what brand it was, but it was a beautiful luxury car. He told the driver, “Roy, take us to the reception venue.” “All right, boss,” came the driver’s calm response. I sat nervously beside Jace in the rear seat. I shifted away from him, but then I remembered that I had to pretend to be my sister. Jace didn’t say anything. He only looked at me and held my hand in his. “How do you feel about this day, my love?” he asked. I opened my mouth to speak, thinking about what Clara would have said if she were the one sitting beside him. I was still overwhelmed, so I told him the truth. “I am just overwhelmed.” “Why is that? You didn’t believe me when I told you that 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 and think that this marriage is a trap. I wil

CELINE'S POV: *Oh no! What am I going to do?* I guessed this was the right time to inform Jace that I wasn’t my sister. *How can I continue with this deceit when he will find out? What do I do?* I paced about the room. I didn’t even have my phone with me. 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 am on my period to prevent him from having sex with me?” I clutched my belly, scared of what would happen once Jace found out that my family and I had tricked him. Yes, my sister and I had been slimmer, but as Clara and I grew into adulthood, I didn’t keep up with her. I got tired of burning calories like she did to stay fit at all times. “Babe.” Jace got out of the bathroom and saw me sitting on the bed. I stopped pacing when I heard the shower turn off. “Babe,” Jace said as he removed the towel from his waist. I immediately glanced away. I felt as if I were committing a sin by seeing my sister’s husban

JACE'S POV: “Mom, Dad.” I wasn’t expecting to see them arrive with my younger sister, Adira Augustus. Adira was a twenty-six-year-old finance manager, and she owned a fashion magazine and a 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 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. They were my family. “Thank you,” Clara replied with a smile, and I told them to join us for breakfast. “Mom and 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 are just coming back from the Thanksgiving service at the church and didn’t want to disturb you b

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 know her. 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 to ask her. So I had to ask them first before I made more mistakes and showed Jace that I was not his real wife. "Um, madam. I am Tina and she is Esther," the two young ladies in their early twenties replied. They seemed a bit younger than me. "Alright, Tina and Esther. Thanks for the breakfast earlier. But I would like to know how the meals around here work. And lunch and dinner. Since my husband and I ain't going to work today," I told them with