All Chapters of His Chubby Wife For Ninety-Nine Days: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

AURIELLE Sophia’s face twisted with immediate rage and deep embarrassment the moment the words left my mouth. Her cheeks flushed red as she stepped back. “You can’t do that to me, Aurielle! You have absolutely no right to fire me like this over personal feelings. This is completely unfair and you know it deep down. I’ve worked hard for this company.” I stood my ground without flinching. “I can and I just did. Your performance has been compromised and your obvious bias makes it impossible for you to continue working under me or around Dominic. Pack your things and leave the premises immediately.” “You’re not thinking straight right now,” Sophia snapped, her voice rising with emotion. “You should leave this conversation before you say something else you’ll deeply regret later. This is exactly how you abandoned me the last time. You’ll never change, will you? Always cutting people out when they become even slightly inconvenient to your perfect little world.” I crossed my arms tighter.

AURIELLE I sat on the edge of the bed, confusion swirling heavily through every single thought with my heart lodged firmly in my throat. The pregnancy test dated to the previous day changed everything I thought I understood about Elena and her endless claims. How could she possibly have a new positive test? Dominic has been having sex with her while also sleeping with me! "How could he do this to me?" I sounded broken and in disbelief. I didn’t want to confront Dominic immediately while my thoughts were this chaotic and raw, so I grabbed my coat quickly and left the mansion as quietly as possible without making a sound. I needed air desperately. I needed real distance from the mansion and everything and everyone in it. I met the driver outside holding a cigarette. When he saw me he quickly threw it to the floor. "Mrs Frost. What brings you out here this late?" He tried to act normal. "Nothing, give me the keys." He stared at me, doubting if it was the right thing to do. "Don'

AURIELLE I was confused by this sudden gesture from the child, but I didn’t want to turn him away when he looked so scared and lost in the big mansion. I snuggled him back gently, holding him close against me. “It’s okay. You’re safe here with us. No one is going to hurt you. I promise you that.” Elena’s eyes narrowed as she watched us closely. Her calm and sweet resolve shattered into pieces. “So it was you all along? You’re the one behind everything?” Everyone in the room turned to look at her, completely confused by her sudden accusation. Dominic asked first. “Why would you even say that, Elena? What are you implying right now about Aurielle?” Elena pointed directly at me. “That is the only explanation for my child warming up to you and saying he likes you. It is because you’re the woman! You’re the one who kidnapped me and took my child away from me during the captivity. You did all of this.” "This has to be a joke right?" I asked Elena. "You took me away from my hom

DOMINIC Elena was all over me, acting as the dutiful housewife she used to be before everything fell apart. “Dominic, darling, I made your favorite breakfast this morning just the way you like it. Come sit down and eat with me. We need to start acting like a real family again for our son’s sake, you know?” I smiled at her warmly, pulling out a chair. “Thank you, Elena. This looks delicious. You always knew exactly what I liked even after all this time." She sat close, her hand resting on my arm. “I feel better now that I’m home with you and our child. But Aurielle is still here in the mansion. How long until she leaves? I need to know so I can plan our future properly without any more.......complications.” "Dear." I kept my voice calm and reassuring. “The contract has its timeline. We have to respect it for now. But I’m focusing on us right now." "I just wish he liked me more." Elena sighed, picking at her food. “He’s quiet most of the time. He doesn’t talk much to me yet.

AURIELLE I swallowed hard, scanning the room for any sign of Elena. "I accept, Cici." Cici's lips curved into a satisfied smile. She squeezed my arm. "Good. I've already set the pieces in motion. By the end of this night, her mask will crack wider than anyone's here. Trust me on that." "Fine then," I replied, my pulse quickening. "Consider it done," Cici assured me, her tone firm and final. "Now go enjoy the party. Blend in. Dance like you belong." The music swelled as I moved onto the floor, my gown whispering against my legs. Then a strong hand caught mine, pulling me into the rhythm without a word at first. The mysterious man towered over me, his black mask sleek and unyielding, covering just enough to hide his identity. But something in the way he held me felt achingly familiar. His grip on my waist was possessive, guiding me through the steps effortlessly. "You move like you own the dancefloor. Play fair." he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that sent shivers racin