The Substitute Twin Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Breakfast at the hotel felt quiet between Matteo and Nicole, even though the guests around them were lively. Matteo glanced at his watch and stood up, causing Nicole—who sat across from him—to frown in confusion. “We are not checking out until one in the afternoon. Where are you going? Back to the room? But you are already dressed so neatly,” Nicole bombarded him with questions, clearly curious. “I am going to Mrs. Suzannah’s residence. You know her son, Aaron.” Nicole almost spit out the drink she had just swallowed. Her face flushed red, and she hurriedly wiped her lips with a napkin. She shook her head in disbelief. “What is wrong with you? Last night, you were the one who said that I should not get involved in other people’s business. And what are you doing now?” Nicole snapped angrily. “I have no business with rumors. Or anything involving your friend.” “Oh, Matteo. Can you at least give some respect? At the very least, stay away from Aaron’s family.” Nicole crossed her arm

Rose reached into the pocket of her blazer and felt a crumpled tissue inside. She quickly pulled it out and covered part of her face with it. Awkwardly, she walked over to the reception desk. The moment she saw Nicole, her heart began to race."Sorry… I suddenly feel like I'm coming down with a cold," Rose said as an excuse, ig

“Damn it!!”Romilda cursed loudly in her room as she slammed her fist against the nightstand. Her expression was filled with emotion, mixed with anxiety. Clearly, she was restless because of Matteo’s questions about Rose.Of course, Romilda had to do something to stop Matteo from asking any more questions. But her mind was blank. Not a single plan or idea came to her.With a rough exhale, she reached for her phone lying on the bed. Her fingers scrolled down to Rose’s name and tried to make the call. Romilda knew it was a useless move—Rose’s number was never active.But it was simply a panic-driven act, hoping the call would connect, and…“Damn!!” Romilda screamed as she threw the phone to the floor.If everything were exposed, Romilda would lose the wealth of the Cavanaugh family. Worse, she could even end up in prison. She refused to lose it all: the glamorous life, the endless money, the comfort.The image of herself in prison haunted her, making the hair on her arms stand on end.“

The sharp clicking of high heels echoed down the corridor leading to the visitor waiting room. Romilda walked with her chin lifted, posture straight, confidence radiating from every step. She followed an officer who escorted her.“Who was it that asked to meet me?” Romilda asked to confirm. “Mr. Aaron.” Romilda gave a short nod. “Oh, right, I forgot his name.”That was just an excuse. Romilda actually wanted to meet Aaron as soon as possible and find out where Rose was.Her encounter with Paris had never been intentional. Romilda had no idea who Paris was until the woman suddenly confronted her. Only when Paris started screaming Rose’s name did Romilda understand. Without thinking, Romilda escalated the conflict. And the result? Aaron came rushing in to save Paris. One shot, two birds down.The officer opened the door to the waiting room and motioned for Romilda to enter. Inside, Aaron and the police chief were already waiting. Romilda’s expression remained cold and flat when her

“Don’t look so shocked. You wanted me to stay disfigured so you could keep being with Matteo, didn’t you?”Romilda’s words stabbed Rose’s heart like a knife. Rose had never even thought that far, yet Romilda accused her as if she were cruel and scheming.“Sit,” Romilda said with a sweet smile that didn’t reach her eyes—eyes that looked ready to devour her. “We have things to discuss, Rose.”Tension flickered across Rose’s face as she carefully sat across from her sister. They were twins, sharing the same womb for nine months, but every hair on Rose’s body stood on end, as if the person in front of her wasn’t family at all.“What do you want to talk about?” Rose asked.“This is about Matteo.”Rose’s hands curled into fists, her face heating up instantly. Matteo again, the man she had tried so hard to forget. The man she had already walked away from.“I have nothing to do with him anymore. Why bring him up?” Rose’s voice came out firm.“But he knows something about you. Why do you think