All Chapters of A Second Chance at Lies: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

It was the day before the first Valentine’s Day since we gave marriage another try. Feeling unwell, I went to get myself checked out at the hospital. The doctor held the examination report and said with a smile, “Congratulations. You’re four weeks pregnant. The baby is doing great.” With the test result in hand, I was excited to share the good news with Casen Moretti. The moment I looked up, there was Casen, escorting a pregnant woman into the next room with the most tender look on his face. The woman with a bump was Charlie Lisbon, a close friend Casen grew up with. The best part was that Charlie had always been in love with Casen. As if possessed, I followed them. In the treatment room, the doctor told Casen with a grin, “The baby is due next week. As parents, you can start putting together the baby’s essentials.” Casen turned to Charlie, his expression softening in a way I hadn’t seen before. “You’ve done so well.: Charlie kept her head down bashfully, her voice ting

I got up bright and early the next day and put on the dress from the day things were official between Casen and me. Deep down, I still carried a slight glimmer of hope. Casen and I had been together for five years, and not once did we have a proper Valentine’s Day celebration together. I hoped for a perfect ending for us this time. In our first year as a married couple, I went all out with dinner and gifts, even putting on his favorite white lace dress for Valentine’s Day. However, he simply dropped me, claiming there was an emergency. He was gone for the entire night. Later, the headlines about Casen attending a yacht party with a female celebrity were everywhere. The following year, Casen was there with me, but he was on the phone all through dinner, taking calls and replying to messages. I played dumb to the woman’s voice on the other end of the line. In the third year, Casen talked about a business trip. In truth, he was away, traveling with his new lover during t

When news broke that I had been on the crashed plane, Charlie could hardly contain her joy.Sitting in the room, she rubbed her bump and murmured, “Bubs, your daddy is all ours now.” With me out of the picture, Charlie believed that her unborn child would be Casen’s only bond left in the world. She started to fancy herself as the Donna of the Moretti Estate. With that in mind, she couldn’t wait a second longer. She approached the mirror to fix her makeup and outfit. Charlie wanted to present her best and most stunning self to Casen. Meanwhile, Tyler and Casen’s people transported an unconscious Casen back to the hotel. Casen was out for a whole day. He came to on the next day. Casen stared at the ceiling hazily, his mind a blur. Turning his head, he spotted a woman sitting by his beside. The woman, dressed in white, let her hair fall onto her shoulders. “Bonnie…” His raspy voice was barely audible. Charlie was taken aback. Before she could say anything, Casen j

The consiglieri deliberated through the night. They believed that Casen was too obsessed with the late Donna to resume his responsibilities to the family. To squash the scandal and protect the Moretti name, they arrived at an important decision. The next morning, Charlie was invited into the Moretti estate. Sitting on the sofa, Mario wore a solemn expression. “Charlie, you and your child will live in this manor from today onward. We will push Casen into giving you a wedding.” Taken aback at first, Charlie quickly teared up and put on a grateful look. She choked with sobs, “Thank you, Consigliere. Thank you for accepting me…” Keeping her head down, Charlie wiped her tears. However, she had a hard time wiping the smirk off her face. That afternoon, she moved into the estate. The butler took her on a tour around the property. Eventually, he pushed the door to a room. “This is Donna’s room.” Standing at the door, Charlie stared at the spacious and bright bedroom. Envy

Casen stood there paralyzed. Snapping his head back, he looked Tyler in the eye. “What did you say?” Without a second delay, Tyler whipped out an international fashion magazine. The model on the cover glowed with confidence. “Look at the model. She’s a spitting image of Donna!” Casen stared at the cover, his fingers trembling. Tyler was right. The model was me. After faking my death, I traveled to Finland all on my own. I threw away every trace of my past to live for myself. During my downtime, I enjoyed taking a stroll along the streets, taking in the blue sky, the lake, and the avenues while being free from the weight of my thoughts. That day, I wandered the streets in a plain windbreaker when a soft voice suddenly called out from behind me. “Excuse me, sorry to bother you.” I looked back to see a well-dressed man, poised in his mannerisms. “I’m a talent scout, and you’ve got the look of a model. Would you be interested in doing a magazine cover?” All I