All Chapters of The Wrong Bride, His Revenge: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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His Hands

The morning light was gray.I sat on the edge of the bed. Catherine was gone. Rex was in the shower. The house was quiet. Too quiet.My hands were shaking.Not from fear. From truth. The truth Elena had dumped on me like a bucket of cold water. Made in a lab. Engineered. Designed. No father.I looked at my hands. My mother's hands. Catherine's hands. Elena's hands. Same fingers. Same nails. Same veins.But whose blood ran through them?The bathroom door opened. Rex stepped out. A towel around his waist. His hair was wet. His chest was bare. He walked to me. Knelt in front of me."You are awake.""I never slept.""You should have.""I could not."He took my hands. Held them."Talk to me.""About what?""About what Elena said. About what you are feeling. About what you need.""I need to understand.""Understand what?""Who I am. Where I come from. What I am."Rex squeezed my hands."You are Mira. You are my wife. You are the strongest person I know. The rest does not matter.""It matter

The Attack

Elena's blood was on my hands.I pressed a cloth against her head wound. She winced but did not cry out. Her eyes were focused. Clear. Despite the blood. Despite the pain."We need to get her to a hospital," I said.Rex was already on his phone. Calling his men. Ordering a car."No hospital," Elena said. "Too many questions. Too many eyes.""You are bleeding.""It is just a cut. I have had worse."Rex knelt beside her. Lifted the cloth. Checked the wound."She needs stitches. But she is right. A hospital is too risky. Drake has people everywhere.""Then where do we take her?""To the house. Mrs. Park can stitch her up.""Mrs. Park tried to kill her.""Mrs. Park tried to kill Victor. Not Elena."I looked at Elena. "Do you trust Mrs. Park?"Elena laughed. It was a weak sound."I do not trust anyone. But I will let her stitch me up. If she tries anything, I will kill her myself.""That is the spirit."Rex carried Elena to the car.She was lighter than I expected. Thin. Fragile. Nothing l

She Saved Him

The night was quiet. Too quiet.I stood by the window. The garden was dark. The roses were invisible. Somewhere in the shadows, Drake was watching. Waiting. Planning.Rex was in the study. Making calls. Mobilizing his men. Catherine was in her room. Elena was in the guest room. Mrs. Park was in the kitchen, making tea like nothing had changed.But everything had changed.My phone buzzed. Lin.I found something. About Drake. About where he is hiding.Where?An abandoned warehouse. On the south side. The same warehouse where he held Lin.Are you sure?Positive. I am sending you the address.I read the address. Memorized it.Do not go alone, Lin wrote. He is dangerous.I know.Promise me.I promise.I walked to the study. Rex looked up from his phone."We found him.""Where?"I showed him the address.Rex stood up. Grabbed his jacket."Let us go."The warehouse looked different in the dark.Bigger. Darker. More menacing. The broken windows stared at me like empty eye sockets. The rusted

His Eyes Changed

The living room was dark.I stood by the window. The photograph of Anna was in my hand. My real mother. Dead because of Victor. Dead because of lies. Dead because no one told me the truth.Catherine sat on the couch. Her face was pale. Her hands were shaking. Elena stood by the fireplace. Her back was to me. She had not spoken since Rex dropped the truth."Say something," I said.Elena turned. Her eyes were red."What do you want me to say?""The truth. For once. Just the truth.""The truth is complicated.""The truth is simple. You lied to me. Catherine lied to me. Everyone lied to me.""We were protecting you.""From what?""From Victor. From Drake. From yourself.""I am not a child.""I know.""Then stop treating me like one."Elena walked to me. Stopped inches from my face."Anna was my sister. My twin. We were inseparable. Until Victor.""What did Victor do?""He wanted her. He wanted both of us. But Anna refused. She fell in love with someone else. Someone Victor hated.""Alexei

The Hidden Phone

The morning light was gray.I stood in the garden. The roses were wet with dew. Rex stood beside me. His hand was in mine. We had not moved since the sun rose."We should go inside," he said."In a minute.""Your mother is waiting. Catherine. She wants to talk to you.""About what?""She did not say. But she looked nervous.""Everyone looks nervous lately.""Because everyone has secrets."I looked at him. "Do you have any more secrets, Rex?"He was quiet for a moment."No. I told you everything.""Are you sure?""I am sure."I pulled my hand away. Walked toward the house."Mira..."I did not look back.Catherine was in the kitchen.She stood at the stove. Making tea. Her hands were steady. Her face was calm. But I could see the tension in her shoulders."You wanted to talk to me.""Yes. Sit down."I sat.Catherine poured tea into two cups. Set one in front of me. Sat across from me."I have something to give you.""What?"She reached into her pocket. Pulled out a phone. Old. Small. Cr

Isabella's Confession

The door to the hospital room opened.Isabella walked in.Her face was pale. Her eyes were red. She had been crying. Her hair was messy. Her clothes were wrinkled. She looked nothing like the perfect sister I remembered."Mira," she said."Isabella.""Can I sit down?""It is a free country."She sat in the chair beside the bed. Rex was in the next room. The doctors were checking his bandages. He would be fine. The bullet missed everything important."I heard what happened," Isabella said. "Drake. The cemetery. The gunshot.""News travels fast.""Victor taught me to always know what is happening. Even when I am not there.""Victor taught you a lot of things.""Yes. He did."We sat in silence.The machines beeped. The clock ticked."Why are you here, Isabella?"She looked at her hands. They were shaking."I want to tell you the truth.""About what?""About everything. About Marco. About Victor. About me."Isabella took a breath. Held it. Let it out slow."I knew about the body double. F

Thank You

The box sat on the kitchen table.Old. Rusted. Full of secrets. Full of truth. Full of Anna.Catherine stood by the window. Her arms were crossed. Her face was pale. Elena sat at the table. Her hands were folded. Her eyes were on the box.Isabella stood beside me. Rex stood behind me. Mrs. Park was in the corner. Watching. Waiting."Open it," Catherine said."We already opened it," Isabella said. "In the garden.""Open it again. Properly. All of it."I reached for the box. Lifted the lid.The photographs. The documents. The letters. The phone.I pulled out the first photograph.Anna. Holding a baby. Me.I set it on the table.Catherine walked to the table. Picked up the photograph. Her hands were shaking."She loved you," Catherine said. "More than anything.""I know.""She talked about you all the time. Every message. Every phone call. Every letter.""I know.""Do you have any idea how hard it was? Watching her suffer? Watching her fade? Watching her die?"I looked at Catherine."Yes

The Body Double

The garden was dark.The stars were out. The roses were invisible. Rex stood beside me. His hand was in mine. The traitor was somewhere in the house. Watching. Waiting. Planning."We cannot stay here all night," Rex said."I know.""Then what do you want to do?"I looked at the house. The windows were dark. The doors were closed. Somewhere inside, someone was pretending to be on our side. Someone was feeding Drake information. Someone was waiting for the right moment to strike."I want to find out who killed Marco," I said."The body double?""Yes. He was the first death. The one that started everything. If we find out who killed him, we find out who the traitor is."Rex nodded slowly. "Then we go to the basement. Where they found his body.""Now?""Now. Before whoever did it has a chance to clean up."I looked at him. His arm was still in a sling. His face was tired. But his eyes were sharp."Are you sure you are up for this?""I am sure."We walked to the house.The basement was col

Three Years Dead

The kitchen was quiet.Lena's phone sat on the table between us. The screen was dark now, but the messages were burned into my memory. Drake's words. Lena's fear. Promises made. Promises broken."Three years," I said.Rex looked at me. "What?""Victor has been dead for three years. The real Victor. Not the body double. Not Marco. The real Victor Thorne.""How do you know?"I picked up Lena's phone. Turned it on. Scrolled to the messages."She wrote about it. The night Victor died. She said she watched him take his last breath.""Where?""In his study. At the estate. She was there. She saw everything."Rex walked to the window. "Why did she not tell anyone?""Because she was afraid. Drake told her to keep quiet. He said he would protect her.""He lied."I nodded. "Yes. He lied."Catherine walked into the kitchen. Her face was pale. Her hands were shaking."I could not sleep," she said. "I kept thinking about Lena. About Victor. About all of it."I gestured to the chair across from me.

Your Real Father

The basement door was locked.Rex stood beside me. His hand was on the key. His face was hard. Behind the door, Drake was chained to a chair. Wounded. Silent. Waiting.We had brought him here three hours ago. From the estate. From Victor's study. From the place where he had been hiding for three years."He has not said a word," Rex said."I know.""Your mother wants to kill him.""Which mother?"Rex's jaw tightened. "Both of them."I took the key from his hand. "I need to talk to him. Alone.""Ten minutes.""Fifteen.""Twelve.""Fine."I unlocked the door. Walked down the stairs.Drake was exactly where we left him.Chained to a chair. His arm was bandaged. His face was pale. His eyes were closed. Blood had soaked through the bandage. His shirt was stained red.He looked like a dead man. But he was not dead. His chest was rising and falling. Slow. Shallow."Drake."He did not move."Drake, I know you are awake."He opened his eyes. Looked at me. His eyes were red. Tired. Empty."Mira.

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