All Chapters of Swapped: His Dead Wife's Revenge: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

June’s PovI woke up the next morning with my head feeling heavy. The events of last night kept playing in my mind like a bad movie I couldn’t pause. I reached for my phone on the bedside table and unlocked it. The screen was filled with notifications. Most of them were from the group chat with Amelia and Sarah.I opened it and started reading. Amelia had sent a lot of messages.Amelia: Have you checked the news? Has anyone reported anything yet? Amelia: We need to be careful. What if this person decides to spill everything? Amelia: Chloe, did you destroy the evidence like you said?Sarah replied trying to calm her down.Sarah: Amelia calm down. There’s no evidence left. We’re good.I typed quickly, even though my stomach was twisting.Me: Yes, I destroyed everything when I got back. No evidence. Relax.I hated lying to them, but I had no choice. I still didn’t even know what this evidence was or where it was. I dropped the phone on the bed and went to the bathroom. I splashed cold

June’s Pov As soon as Nikolai left the room, I stood there frozen, my heart hammering against my ribs like it wanted to escape. I could still feel the heat of his hand on my waist, the way his fingers had pressed into me with that perfect mix of control and possession. My skin tingled where he had touched me. I pressed my fingers to the spot, trying to calm my breathing.I turned back to the laptop, quickly removed the hard drive, and stared at it. What was I supposed to do with this? Destroying it felt wrong — it was the only proof of what really happened to Diane. But keeping it here was dangerous. Nikolai could walk in at any moment. Anyone could. I slipped it into the deepest corner of my drawer and covered it with clothes, my hands shaking the whole time.*Why did Chloe keep all of this?* And why was I keeping it now? I should throw it away, drop it in water, burn it… but something inside me refused. Diane deserved the truth to come out someday.I picked up my phone and opened t

Nikolai’s PovThe conference room door clicked shut behind the last person to leave. Silence wrapped around us like a thick blanket. Chloe stood near the table, looking at me with those wide, confused eyes.“Is there a problem?” she asked softly.I took one slow step toward her. “Do you think there’s a problem?”She shifted on her heels. “I didn’t do anything. I didn’t say anything wrong in the meeting, did I? Did I make a mistake somewhere?”The genuine confusion on her face almost made me smile. How naive she was acting now. I closed the distance between us until I towered over her. She had to tilt her head back to meet my eyes. I reached out and caught her chin between my fingers, lifting it higher.“I’m not sure,” I murmured, my thumb brushing her lower lip. “Why are you all covered up today? Where’s that defensive cleavage you usually love showing off?”Chloe’s breath hitched. “I… I’ve changed my dressing style since the accident. I wanted to look… professional.”I stared down at

June’s PovI felt terrible.The way Nikolai treated me — the hot and cold, the cruel words, the way he could fuck me like he owned me one minute and look at me like I was nothing the next, it weighed heavy on my chest. Even if Diane’s death broke him, even if Chloe had destroyed his life, it wasn’t fair. The June inside this body hadn’t done any of those things to him. I was trying. I was really trying to be patient, to understand his pain. But he kept treating me like trash. Like I didn’t deserve even basic human kindness.I pushed the thoughts away as the cab pulled up to the private restaurant. I didn’t want to think about Nikolai right now. I needed my friend.Blue was already there when I walked in. I was genuinely surprised… no guy hanging around her today. She spotted me immediately, broke into a big smile, and started waving like we hadn’t seen each other in years. I smiled back and walked over. We hugged tightly, the kind of hug that made some of the tension leave my shoulder

June's PovLeo’s voice was low and gentle, cutting through the silence of the room. “Chloe… we don’t have to do this right now. If you’re uncomfortable, we can reschedule the bathtub shots. I’ll tell the team it’s not happening today. No pressure.”I was still curled up in the warm water, arms wrapped tightly around my chest, bubbles doing their best to cover me. My heart wouldn’t slow down. I looked up at him, feeling exposed in every possible way.“No,” I whispered. “It’s fine. I can do it. I just… needed a second.”He studied me carefully, like he was trying to see past the mask I was wearing. Then he nodded slowly. “Alright. This is strictly professional. Nothing is going to happen here. I’m just taking the shots so you feel safe. Okay?”I swallowed hard. “Yeah. I know.”Leo turned around, giving me privacy while he adjusted the main camera. I took a deep, shaky breath and slowly relaxed my arms. The warm water and thick bubbles helped hide the most intimate parts of me. I arrange