All Chapters of My Husband Faked His Death, So I Moved on : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31:Your Time starts now . AURORA . I woke up to the sound of plates clinking in the kitchen. The house was quiet in that familiar, heavy way. I stretched on the small mattress I had been sleeping on for weeks now. When I stepped out, my mother was already dressed. She didn’t look at me at first. She just placed a cup of tea on the table like she always did.“Morning,” I said.She sighed. That kind of sigh that already tells you the conversation will not be pleasant. “Aurora,” she started, and finally looked at me. “Your time here has elapsed. You know this. I told you the moment you came back, the arrangement was temporary.”I stared at her. “Tomorrow?”“Yes. Tomorrow.” She didn’t blink. “I’m sorry, but you have to leave and remember why i am doing this “ “ So i won’t be weak and rely on you “ i responded . “ it’s for your own good ….” I just nodded. I didn’t have energy to argue. And truthfully, I knew it was coming. I had been delaying it, pretending like each morning w

Chapter 31 : Moving OutAURORAI folded the last stack of clothes into my suitcase and zipped it up slowly. The sound felt final. Like something was closing for real. My room looked bare now. Just a bed, a wardrobe, and the scent of the past few weeks that were both safe and suffocating.My mom stood by the doorway. She didn’t say anything at first. She just watched me. Her expression was unreadable.“I wasn’t rushing you out because I don’t want you here,” she finally said. Her voice was soft, like she had been practicing what to say before walking in. “I just… I don’t want you to get too relaxed. You’re building yourself back. You have to stand on your own feet, Aurora. You’re not a child.”I nodded, still kneeling beside the suitcase. “You’ve said that like ten times.”“I know,” she sighed. “But I need you to know it’s not hate. It’s not rejection.”I stood up and wiped my hands on my jeans. “I know, Mom. You’ve said it enough. I get it.” I tried to smile, so it wouldn’t seem li

Chapter 35: Housemate Rules AURORA . “ Do i see you as a competition?You ? ” Wendy asked slowly walking closer to me , Damon also stepped closer, like he was trying to block her from coming closer. “ Wendy….” “ Damon ? What ? What do you want to say now “ “ You should go home , i will call you , I have a guest and you are disrespecting her “ “ Yes …i am his guest , shouldn’t you be kind to your fiancée’s guest” I added with a smirk on my face . “ And she’s also my friend “ Elsa pointed out . “ She was also in a relationship with Damon , She was also my brother’s wife , i was her sister in law , do you see how messy this is …” “ Good thing you said ‘was ‘ …Stop stressing over little things and go home , you look stressed , you should rest” Damon said to her and Wendy opened her mouth like she was about to speak again and she just kept quiet , she looked defeated , with that final stare at me , she walked out . Then Elsa stayed back a little. She picked up the throw pillow on

Chapter 37: The Murderess AURORA. A week into the rebranding, my name was everywhere. Online. On tabloids. On news discussions at the salon. It was ridiculous and hilarious at the same time. “The accused murderess takes her husband’s empire.” “From housewife to CEO , the scandal continues.” “Did she kill him to take over? Public demands answers.” They didn’t even try to hide how dramatic they were. I sat in the front yard, under the shade of the umbrella tree, my back against the garden bench, scrolling through comments on my phone. The afternoon breeze was blowing in my direction , and the flowers in the yard were swaying, it was the perfect relaxation spot. Most of the comments were terrible. Some were funny. Some… surprisingly supportive. “Honestly she looks too soft to kill someone. Y’all be serious.” “I don’t know what happened but she’s running that company better than her husband ever did.” “She changed the name?? Oh she’s bold bold.” I burst into laughter readin

Chapter 39: The Love Garden . AURORA. I got home later than usual. The house was quiet when I walked in. Damon’s car wasn’t in the driveway. I checked the living room, the kitchen, even his study. Nothing. Normally, if he knew he would be out late, he left a note. Or he texted. Something. But today? Nothing.I tried calling. It rang twice, then went to voicemail.I sat on the couch for a while. I told myself not to overthink. He’s a grown man. Maybe he had a meeting. Maybe his phone died. Maybe he needed space. But my mind didn’t listen to any of those reasons. It just worried.I opened my laptop and started to work, hoping to distract myself. I reviewed design drafts for the new product line and checked emails Emilia sent earlier. But even with all that, the house still felt too quiet.My phone rang, it was my Mom, she calls at least twice a day after the way i left , i understood why she did what she did , it was making sense as time goes by I sat up straighter and answered. “He