All Chapters of The Wife Who's Life Like a Superstar: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

A Few Hours Before the Accident"Sign this paper."I froze, stunned by what my husband had just said. My eyes flicked between the document he handed me and the man standing a short distance away. Orlando Gilbret—my husband—looked more handsome than usual tonight. Maybe it was because of the special dinner; he had chosen a perfectly tailored suit, after all.Yes, tonight was our fifth wedding anniversary. Every year, we celebrated with a dinner, just the two of us, sometimes with his parents too. Just like tonight. I was expecting them to arrive any minute now.But… why was I being handed a document on a night like this?"What is this?" I finally asked."You should go through it and sign it right away," Orlando said coldly. There was no warmth in his voice, and his gaze no longer softened when it landed on me. I had noticed he’d been distant over the past few months, but I chose to stay optimistic. Maybe it was work—stressful and overwhelming—that changed him. I understood. I tried to

During my recovery, the girl named Jihan truly became a great help. She told me a lot about who Vanesa was—showing me her stage performances and the social media accounts managed by her team. There were countless positive comments about Vanesa Khiel and her singing career.But that wasn’t all. The younger brother Vanesa apparently had came to visit me several times. During his first visit, he cried in my lap—sobbing and mumbling about how grateful he was to still be able to see his sister.I hadn’t expected Vanesa’s brother to be such a handsome boy, barely in his first year of middle school. I suppose that shouldn’t have surprised me—Vanesa herself was stunningly beautiful. Almost unfairly so.I still couldn’t believe something like this was actually happening to me. I’d lived most of my life alone. My parents died three months after I married Orlando. I didn’t have any siblings, and I was never close with my extended family—neither on my mother’s nor father’s side. For years, my ent

“You’re awake?”Adam grabbed my arm, a little too roughly, his face filled with worry. His eyes flicked anxiously between me and the stove, where I was frying a sunny-side-up egg.“What are you doing?” I asked, annoyed, shaking off his hand. I knew he was Vanessa’s younger brother but—God help me—I still couldn’t fully accept that this body was now mine, that I had to keep living in it.“I should be the one asking you that—what are you doing, Vanessa?”I gave him a pointed glare. “Making you breakfast. Is that a crime?”Adam’s mouth fell open in disbelief. His eyes still hadn’t moved from me, as if trying to process what he was seeing. “You’re... making me breakfast?”“And is that a problem?” Thankfully, the eggs didn’t burn. There are only four left in the fridge. I hated this—being in a place where groceries were so limited. I wanted to fill the fridge and restock the pantry, but... Vanessa’s finances barely allowed it.“Sit down. You’re in my way,” I said sharply, still annoyed by

“What happened to you?”Jihan’s voice was laced with worry. And I thought I’d done a decent job of holding it together. Before stepping out of the bathroom, I’d checked myself in the mirror to make sure I looked okay. Maybe not perfect, not after what I’d just heard—but at the very least, composed.“Vanessa, you’re so pale.”She rushed to my side, wrapping an arm around me and helping me sit down on the sofa like I was made of glass.“I’ll get you some water,” she said quickly and darted toward the refreshment table in the corner, where a few bottles of mineral water and snacks were laid out.At that exact moment, Rio walked in, only to stop in his tracks. His expression twisted in alarm the second he saw me.“What the hell happened? Why does she look like that?”Their voices were loud in my ears—buzzing like bees, disorienting and relentless. They hovered, moving back and forth in front of me, but all I could do was sit there, frozen.I wanted to speak. I really did. But my mouth wou

“I still can’t believe that just happened!” Jihan squealed dramatically.We were now inside Rio’s car. He had picked us up just moments after we exited the hotel lobby. I could still see a few reporters lingering around outside, but none of them had their cameras pointed at me anymore.“You’re seriously lucky, Vanessa,” Rio said, giving me a thumb-up. The tension and worry that had clouded his face earlier had completely vanished—swept away by the invitation that Jihan was now holding like it was some sacred heirloom, cradled with both reverence and care.“Can someone explain why exactly I’m considered ‘lucky’ over this invitation?”It wasn’t that I wasn’t interested—it was just that Jeany’s words had deeply unsettled me. Her behavior too. Even though I didn’t know her personally, rumors about her were everywhere: Jeany Rosalia was known for being e