Todos los capítulos de Dear Substitute Wife, You Are Mine: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

A soft sigh escaped her lips as exhaustion washed over her like a wave after being stuck in traffic for almost thirty minutes. If her destination hadn't been more important, she would have turned around and headed back to the hospital, but she had intentionally cleared her afternoon schedule for this event. It was held only once a year, and no one would miss such an exquisite occasion for anything.Air flowed through the car window, and the breeze brushed over her face like a gentle touch. Somehow, it eased her mind as she relaxed her shoulders, gripping the steering wheel with her gaze fixed on the lines of cars ahead.Suddenly, her phone buzzed. She pulled it out to check a notification—a message from an unknown number.“WHERE ARE YOU?”She stared at her phone, reading the message repeatedly, trying to figure out who the sender could be. It definitely wasn’t Eric. She distinctly remembered saving all his contacts. Another message arrived three minutes later. “I’LL BE WAITING FOR YOU

An hour of torture had passed when she endured everything he said and complied with all his wishes, offering little resistance. She was taken to his mansion, where some of his hired help assisted her with cosmetics. Although she was perfectly capable of doing it herself, he insisted otherwise.They adorned her like a delicate Barbie doll, dressing her in exquisite dresses that clung to her figure and accentuated her natural allure. Her hair was styled to his exact specifications, cascading in soft waves that framed her face, while the makeup enhanced her features, turning her into a vision of irresistible beauty.As they drove toward MacDonald’s in the plush luxury of the car, she sat with her hands loosely clasped on her lap, heart pounding slightly in her chest. Her gaze met him across the polished interior, a silent dance of tension and intrigue, their eyes locking as if drawn together by an invisible thread. In that moment, Serena radiated confidence and elegance, captivating all

A firm knock on the door prompted her to pause her work. Setting the patient’s report down, she turned her gaze with expectation. “Come in,” she called out, welcoming the visitor.The door creaked open to reveal a young man who strolled in casually, perhaps in his early thirties. As he approached, her eyes were drawn to him—he possessed an unfamiliar yet striking presence, his flawless skin illuminated softly by the overhead lights, and his brown eyes sparkled with a mix of worry and hope. Towering above six feet, he commanded attention even in the confined space of her office.“Good day, doctor.”“Good afternoon. Please, have a seat.” She offered, motioning towards the chair opposite her desk.“I apologize for missing our appointment this morning. A work emergency came up. I heard my mum's surgery was successful. How is she doing now?”A warm smile spread across her face as she recognized him. “You must be Mr. Luke Watson. Your mother is currently in the Intensive Care Unit. While sh

“I didn’t invite you here just so you can sit there staring at me all day, woman,” Henley declared, his voice firm yet laced with irritation. She hadn't said anything even after ten minutes. “If you’re not going to tell me why you don’t want Mr. Frost as the next vice chairman, I suggest you head back to your work. I have important matters to attend to.”He had cast aside a mountain of paperwork to lend her his undivided attention, only to be met with her distracted fidgeting—she was absentmindedly picking at her nails, her foot tapping an anxious rhythm against the floor.Frustration furrowed her brow. “I just can’t bear the thought of him taking over my father’s company. I don’t trust him,” she admitted, her voice heavy with apprehension.Leaning casually against his desk, he brought himself closer, his gaze piercing into hers as she remained seated in a swivel chair. Their eyes locked, an unspoken tension crackling between them.“Sometimes, I can’t wrap my head around you. Being a

After the call ended with a distinct sound, she picked up her purse beside her before looking at Timothy. “You may leave. I don't know how long the exhibition will last. I'll let you know if I need a ride home.” She said.“But ma'am—”She placed her index finger on her lips. “No, I don't think I'll need a driver.” She sensed his urge to protest. “I believe Henley also warned you never to defy me, right? Just leave.” She added.His cold demeanor shifted as he nodded. “I’ll be waiting for your order.”After giving the order, she hopped out of the car, holding her golden purse that matched her high-end cocktail dress. As the door shut, she made her way to the entrance of the skyscape.At the entrance, security personnel were present to ensure excellent security protocols. Serena extended a black VIP ticket, and after they took it from her, they paved the way as she entered.Claire was waiting in the lobby. The moment their eyes met, she flashed a brilliant smile and waved.Serena saunte