All Chapters of Wrong bride to the right husband : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter 31(Aria pretending to be Alina)

Third person's POV…Pain. That was the first thing he felt.A pounding headache dragged him into consciousness, a dull throb that pulsed through his temples like a drumbeat. His eyes blinked open slowly, but his vision was blurry. The ceiling above him was white, too white, stark and sterile.Where the hell was he?He shifted slightly, wincing at the stiffness in his limbs. The strong scent of antiseptic filled his nose, and then it hit him.A hospital.He turned his head slowly, noting the pale green curtains drawn to the side, the quiet beep of machines beside him, the faint hum of air-conditioning. Confusion sank into his chest like a heavy weight.Why was he here?He tried to remember what had happened before this…before waking up in this place, but his mind was blank. A void. Like someone had taken a cloth and wiped his memories clean.“What happened to me?” he muttered.He sat still, his breathing shallow, trying to trace back any thread, any detail.Nothing.Then, a sound broke

Last Updated : 2025-07-28

Chapter 32(Two women in his life)

Third person's POV…The scent of warm chicken soup filled the corridor as Alina walked silently down the hallway, a tray of carefully prepared food in her hands. Her heart was still tender from the doctor's words: that Darren needed to be surrounded by familiar things to help recover his memory. She had spent all morning thinking of meals they used to enjoy together, moments they shared. She had poured her love into every part of the dish.Initially, she contemplated buying from the hospital's cafeteria, but she changed her mind and decided to make him a home made meal.She took a deep breath before pushing open the door to his room.But the sight that greeted her made her stop cold.Aria.Aria was sitting right beside Darren's hospital bed, a tray of her own meal on the side table. Her long fingers were casually adjusting the sheets as she spoke to him softly. Darren had his eyes on her, watching her curiously. The scene was so painfully domestic that it knocked the air from Alina's

Last Updated : 2025-07-29

Chapter 33(Kissing his wife)

Darren’s POV…Bruno's suggestion echoed in my ears as I lay on the bed in the guest room. “Try doing things with them… observe, compare. Maybe it’ll help.” His voice had been calm, logical even, but it didn’t match the chaos in my head.I agreed. What other option did I have? My sanity was hanging by a thread.I wasn't comfortable having Aria sleep with me even though I was the one who asked her to stay. I didn't feel comfortable having her around and it got me wondering if she was really my wife…because obviously, a man should be comfortable around his wife.When it seemed she had slept, I stepped out of the room and went to the guest room.Strange that I remember everything else, everyone else… except my wife. It was frustrating. I wasn't the kind of man who would want to cause his woman pain, directly or indirectly…and I knew that I was causing my real wife pain right now, because she wouldn't be happy seeing me with another woman or having to compete with another woman for my sak

Last Updated : 2025-07-31

Chapter 34(A sense of peace)

Third person's POV…The clatter of utensils resumed, awkwardly filling the tense silence that loomed over the dining table. Darren's words from moments ago still echoed in everyone’s ears: "If you're my wife, then why don't you live with me?"Aria stiffened in her seat, her fork halting midway to her mouth. Her eyes darted to Darren’s and then to Alina, who sat quietly, pushing food around her plate.Aria forced a laugh. "I…I stayed away because I thought you needed time to heal. I didn't want to overwhelm you, babe."Darren didn’t respond. His gaze lingered on her, unreadable."But baby, I'm here now," Aria added, her voice lowering into a sultry murmur. "I'm back. I can't let that woman take my place. You and I had plans, remember? You promised me... so much."Darren picked up his glass of water, taking a slow sip. Still silent."Don’t make me say things that will hurt both of us," Aria said, her tone dropping into something sharper. "You know what we did. You know what I know. And

Last Updated : 2025-08-01

Chapter 35(A passionate night in the garden)

Third person's POV...Later that day, Darren sat in his room, scrolling through his phone. Alessio was giving him the details of the latest development. They had already identified the spy and they paid close attention to him. Everything seemed to be going well which was very suspicious. Nothing ever goes well in the Mafia.Maybe Vito was lying low and making plans, waiting for the right time to strike. These were his thoughts, until a notification popped into his phone, drawing him out of the sea of thoughts.It was a notification from an app that always reminds him of pictures taken the previous month.He needed something to clear his head so he went through the pictures…but one of them caught his attention.It was grainy, clearly taken from an odd angle, but there was no mistaking the people in it.Him.Alina.In bed. Tangled under the covers.His eyes widened. His breath caught in his throat.She had taken it. Maybe not intentionally, maybe it was a selfie gone wrong, but it was i

Last Updated : 2025-08-02

Chapter 36(His coldness)

Chapter 36The cool dawn breeze stirred the trees gently, rustling the leaves like whispers in the wind. Darren’s eyes fluttered open to a dim sky, where the first signs of morning teased the horizon. The air was still, but something felt different. Something… missing.His arm reached out instinctively.Empty.She wasn’t there.The space beside him on the garden bench was vacant, the cushion still warm but devoid of her presence. Alina was gone.He sat up slowly, blinking through the fading haze of sleep. The events of the previous night trickled back like flashes, her laughter, the shared silence, her soft tears, the way her head rested on his shoulder. All of it… oddly familiar.Too familiar.Darren rubbed his temple, frowning. A strange pressure filled his chest, a feeling like he had experienced this moment before. But when? How?His hand moved to his chest as if trying to anchor something. But there was nothing. Just the hollow ache of confusion.He stood up, the garden strangely

Last Updated : 2025-08-03

Chapter 37(She's pregnant)

Alina sat curled up on her bed, her forehead resting on her knees, fingers subconsciously tracing the fresh bruise on her neck, right where Aria had choked her the night before. Her breath was shaky, and hot tears streamed freely down her cheeks. She didn’t make a sound, only clutched herself tighter, as if trying to hold the shattered pieces of her heart together.“She took everything from me,” Alina thought bitterly. everything.Aria had taken all the love that once belonged to her. Their parents’ affection, their attention, their support, Aria stole it all. She'd turned their childhood into a battlefield, making Alina look like the selfish one, the black sheep, the troublemaker. Friends? She never got the chance to have any. Aria’s rumors had done more damage than she could ever recover from.And now, Darren.The only person she'd ever truly loved. The one man who made her believe she could be seen, could be wanted, despite all the pain. Now Aria wanted to take him too.Alina let o

Last Updated : 2025-08-03

Chapter 38(Trouble)

Third person's POV...In a sleek, dimly lit lounge nestled in the heart of the city, the air hung heavy with the scent of cigars and aged scotch. A mellow jazz tune played in the background, blending with the low murmur of private conversations scattered across the room. A circular booth tucked into the far corner offered just enough privacy for shadows to dance freely over secrets.Aria sat with her legs crossed, one perfectly manicured finger tapping rhythmically on the table. Her crimson lips were pressed into a straight line, and her eyes…icy, sharp, unfeeling, pierced through the dimness like blades.Across from her sat two men in identical black suits. The man on the right had a scar slashing through his left eyebrow, and the other, younger, with a twitch in his jaw that suggested nerves or suppressed frustration. A manilla folder lay between them, thick and bulging with evidence.“We’ve been able to gather some financial records,” the man with the scar began. His voice was stea

Last Updated : 2025-08-06

Chapter 39(Darren's Father)

Alina’s POV…Pregnant.The word echoed in my mind like a whisper refusing to fade. I sat still on the edge of the bed, one hand resting over my belly, my heart racing wildly. How? I mean, I knew how, but...how, in the midst of all this chaos, had something so sacred, so delicate, found space to grow inside me?I didn't know how to feel. I had checked that night, the day Stephanie suggested I did and I checked three times just to be sure. I wasn't still certain, so I decided to confirm from the hospital… and it was still positive.A part of me was thrilled, my body was nurturing life. I was going to be a mother. Me. A mother. But then came the wave of doubt, thick and heavy. How was I supposed to take care of a child? With everything happening around me? With Darren unsure, distant...with Aria lingering like a shadow?I blinked rapidly as my throat tightened. My own mother hadn’t exactly set the best example. She wasn’t the typical and ideal mother. She had been cold, absent, unreachab

Last Updated : 2025-08-06

Chapter 40( In shock)

Third person's POV…The cold brass of the doorknob bit into Darren’s palm, but he couldn’t move. He stood frozen by the slightly ajar door, every breath caught in his chest as the words from within wrapped around him like a noose.Inside, Vito’s voice was still low, gravelly, and unaware of the silent audience just outside.“You know I wanted to let him do his own things, give him room to grow,” Vito said into the phone. “But seeing as he’s turning now, I think it’s high time I stepped in. I can’t lay a finger on my own son. The heir to my rival's empire… and mine too.”Darren didn't think any of that was true.“He's refused to take over the ruins left by Alexandro. I thought he would come around and…”“Exactly” he replied the person on the other end. “And I wouldn't lay a hand on my son”Son.His son?Darren’s grip on the doorknob slackened as his knees weakened. A wave of nausea and disbelief surged through him. It couldn’t be true. Vito? His father? It had to be a trick. Some elabo

Last Updated : 2025-08-07

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