The Wrong Birthday Cake

Alena never imagined the birthday cake she'd carried home with such care would become the silent witness to the end of her life. Her body was shattered. Not from the chemotherapy she'd endured just hours ago, but from the moans echoing behind her bedroom door. "Ohh... Tristan... deeper..." Alena's hand trembled on the doorknob. Her head pounded. This had to be a nightmare. Side effects from the chemo making her hallucinate. "Baby... you're incredible." That voice... belonged to her husband. Tristan Kensington. The man she'd been married to for three years. Alena pushed the door open slowly. The scene before her squeezed her heart like a vice. On the king-size bed she'd bought with money earned from her grueling hours at the multinational PR firm, her husband was tangled with another woman. Not just any woman. She was— "SIENNA?!" Alena's voice pierced the air. The cake box slipped from her hands and hit the floor with a crash, making both figures on the bed jolt. Sienna Reid—

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The Hospital Trap

Alena's head throbbed. Her entire body ached as if pierced by thousands of needles.The familiar scent of antiseptic filled her nostrils. The steady beep of a heart monitor hummed softly.She opened her eyes slowly. White ceiling.Hospital.She recognized this place. Manhattan Memorial Hospital—where she was always treated. But how did she end up here? "Miss Kensington! Thank God, you're awake!"Nurse Anna's voice, the nurse who'd been caring for her all this time, sounded relieved. Her face appeared beside Alena with a genuine smile."W-what happened?" Alena's voice was hoarse. Her throat felt parched. "How did I get here?""You collapsed on the street, Miss. Luckily, a kind stranger brought you in. We were so worried."A kind stranger? Who?Alena tried to remember. The elevator. A man in a black suit. A deep voice asking if she was okay. Then... darkness."Where—""Alena! Thank heavens you're awake!"Before Alena could ask more, the door to her room swung open. Dr. Julian Marks str

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The Devouring Flames

Thick smoke clawed its way into Alena's lungs. She coughed violently until her throat felt shredded. Her eyes struggled to open. Her vision was a blur.Fire.Flames licked up the walls of her room. Orange and red, creeping slowly but relentlessly. Heat. She felt unbearably hot. Sweat drenched her entire body.The fire alarm shrieked—piercing, shattering the hospital's former stillness. From the corridor came screams. Running footsteps. Panic echoing everywhere."FIRE! FIRE ON THE FIFTH FLOOR!"Alena tried to move. Tried to get out of bed. But her body wouldn't respond. Her legs wouldn't budge. Her arms felt like lead. Her neck was stiff.What had Dr. Julian injected her with?Poison? Or a paralytic?"No... please..."Alena's voice emerged only as a faint whisper. No one heard. No one cared.The fire grew larger. It consumed the curtains. Licked at the bed. The heat began searing her skin—like thousands of burning needles piercing every pore.Tears streamed down Alena's face. Not from

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Six Missing Months

Alena's voice came out hoarse and weak, barely audible behind the oxygen mask covering her face. The bespectacled female doctor looked at her with gentle concern. "Miss, your name is Serena Blackwood. You've been here for six months. You fell into a coma after a severe fire accident." "No..." Alena shook her head weakly. Her head throbbed. "I'm Alena Kensington. I... was in a fire at Manhattan Memorial Hospital. My husband... Tristan... he tried to kill me..." The words came out broken, punctuated by Alena's still-weak breathing and the terror of remembering what she'd endured. The doctor and nurse exchanged glances. Doubt flickered in their eyes. "Miss Serena, you may still be disoriented from the prolonged coma. It's normal. Memories can get mixed up—" "I'M NOT CONFUSED!" Alena tried to scream, but her voice only emerged as a harsh whisper that burned her throat. Tears streamed down her cheeks, wetting the bandages still covering parts of her face. "I know who I am. I'm Ale

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A Common Enemy

"Who are you?" Alena asked, though she'd already guessed. "Why am I here? Why are they calling me Serena?" Kaevan pulled a chair beside the bed and sat down. His gaze was firm, sharp, calculating. "My name is Kaevan Aldrich. I'm the one who saved you twice—first in your apartment building's elevator, second from the fire at Manhattan Memorial Hospital six months ago." "Why?" Alena whispered. "Why did you save me?" Kaevan's expression didn't change. No hesitation in his tone—only cold, ruthless logic. "Because I want to destroy the same enemy you have. Tristan Kensington. He's not just a traitor to you, but my enemy too." Kaevan leaned forward slightly. "Three years ago, Tristan worked at Aldrich Technologies as a senior researcher. We were developing an experimental drug formula for late-stage cancer therapy—a formula that could save millions of lives." Alena held her breath. She remembered Tristan had indeed worked at Aldrich Technologies before marrying her. "Tristan sold t

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All Chapters of The Substitute Wife's Revenge: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

The Wrong Birthday Cake

The Hospital Trap

The Devouring Flames

Six Missing Months

A Common Enemy