All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Replacement Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

NARAI blinked at her and for a second, I actually thought I heard wrong.“…What?”“Since when do I need permission to come back to my father’s house?” I added.Danielle’s eyes narrowed. She looked me over slowly, the way she always did, like she was searching for something to pick apart.“Since you got married,” she shot back immediately. “Since you became Mrs. Jared Wilson.”I frowned. “What does that—”“It means,” she cut in, pushing herself off the doorframe, “you stopped being a daughter of this family the moment you walked out as his wife.”I stared at her.“You belong to your husband now,” she continued, her tone sharp. “So go back to him. To your cursed husband and his cursed family.”Something snapped.Before I even thought about it, my hand was already in the air.The sound of it landing shocked even me.Danielle staggered back a little, her hand flying to her cheek. Her eyes went wide like she couldn’t believe what just happened.“You—” she breathed. “You just— you slapped

NARAHOURS LATERThe thoughts of everything that had transpired earlier today filled my mind to the extent I just needed to do something with my hands.That was the honest reason I ended up in the kitchen.. lying in that bedroom staring at the walls was making everything worse and I needed somewhere to put all the restless energy that had been building in me since morning.Cooking felt like the only sane option.I tied an apron, pulled out what I could find and just started. Chopping, stirring, keeping my mind on the next step and the next one after that. The kitchen smelled good after a while and that alone made me feel slightly more human and better than I had felt all day.I was in the middle of seasoning when one of the maids appeared at the kitchen door.“Ma, there’s someone here to see you.”I wiped my hands on a cloth and walked out.Tristan was standing in the hallway.The moment he saw me his whole face shifted and he crossed the space between us and pulled me into a hug befo

NARAI had almost forgotten what it felt like to sit quietly without any pressure on my shoulders.. no voices in the hallway, no cold stares from the staff, no one walking into the room expecting me to be someone I could never be. It was just me on the big sofa with an old home design magazine I found tucked behind some books.I had spent the last hour flipping through the pages. A few designs caught my eye, so I folded the corners and ran my finger along the pictures of bright kitchens with warm wooden cabinets and soft lighting.It reminded me of better days when I would sit and sketch my own ideas in my room.. Those small dreams used to make me happy before everything in my life fell apart.I was circling a kitchen layout I truly loved when I heard sharp footsteps coming closer, they sounded quite confident and fast.I looked up.A woman I had never seen before walked into the sitting room like she owned every inch of it. Her shoulders stayed straight and proud while her chin lifte

NARAIt had been a few days now since Cassie dropped by and everything blew up with Jared that night.. The house still carried a strange heaviness, I kept to myself mostly, trying not to think too much about the way he had looked at me when he said I was not his wife.Today I was downstairs in one of the smaller sitting rooms, flipping through some old magazines just to keep my hands busy, the quiet was nice for once.Then the doorbell rang.My stomach tightened right away.. visitors here usually meant trouble. “Who could that be..” I muttered to myself.I stayed on the sofa for a second, listening.Jared’s voice came from the front door it sounded low and a little surprised. “Aunt Ophelia. This is unexpected. What brings you here?”Ophelia? My heart jumped.I stood up quickly and brushed my hands down my simple dress, why would she come all the way to our house again?I walked toward the foyer in slow steps.I stepped out just as Ophelia came inside.. She looked as put-together as al

The bedroom was just so quiet in a particular way that made every small sound louder than it should be.Nara sat at the dresser, pulling the brush through her hair in slow strokes and watching herself in the mirror without really seeing herself. The tea party had left something behind in her mind.. a kind of residue she couldn't shake off no matter how many times she turned the evening over in her head. Cassie's voice and taunts, her friends laughing, the way everyone in that room had looked at her like she was beneath them all.Behind her in the mirror, Jared moved around his side of the room, working the buttons of his shirt loose with very impatient fingers. He pulled it off and dropped it onto a chair before sitting on the edge of the bed.. Then he just stayed there, not moving an inch, not even reaching for his phone or laptop like he usually would. He Just sat with his elbows on his knees and his eyes fixed somewhere far away.Nara watched him through the mirror without turning