Novel & Cerita Age Swap Story

"There’s no way I can fall in love with you again, which means the counter will never hit a hundred. The counter will be useless after we get divorced. I'll be Seth Rothman from now on. It's not a bad thing that we can't switch back." Seth shook his head vigorously. "No!" I laughed. "You were the one who cheated and wanted a divorce. Now that we've switched bodies, you've decided to change your mind. If you refuse a divorce, I'll get your mom to step in. You can tell her that you're her son if you dare!" "You can't get a divorce, Nicole. You're pregnant!" I looked at him in disbelief. "What did you just say?" Seth flung a medical report at me with glee. "I said you're pregnant. The doctor sa

“Don’t play word games with me! Lucian’s leg was already healed—you knew that and didn’t say shit. Isn’t that basically stealing my husband?” Stealing? That word almost made me laugh. The irony was unbelievable. Who exactly stole from who here? Vanessa glared at me, her green eyes burning with anger. We actually looked a little alike—same deep red hair, same general features, even the same eye color. But we weren’t sisters. Twenty-three years ago, right after we were born, the family nanny swapped us out as revenge. Just like that, our lives got switched. She grew up as the spoiled rich girl in a wealthy family, while I grew up in an ordinary one.

"The engagement is officially off." "No!" Zayden lunged for the bin, attempting to take back the ring. However, the bin was full of blood-stained bandages and used needles. As soon as he reached into the bin with his bare hand, the needles pricked him bloody. "You can't do this, Noelle!" The diamond ring was nestled in his palm. Tears and snot ran down his face. "We grew up together! You can't abandon me because of an outsider!" "An outsider?" A derisive chuckle escaped me. "Zayden, Erica's an outsider, and so am I. Also, you abandoned me first."

A new place, a new chapter. A few years later, Sophie was also arrested—charged with defrauding Jayden's family. Her case opened a floodgate of investigations, uncovering countless other scams. The amount of money involved was staggering. She was sentenced to life in prison. I felt nothing about it. Maybe this was what people meant when they talked about karma. Years passed. One evening, pregnant and calm, I walked along the river with Nick. The scenery was gentle, and we breathed it in quietly. I had slowly stepped back from my family's business and was ready to devote myself entirely to our new life, to the child soon to arrive. Nick seemed content with that. He held my hand as we walked,

I also made an effort to listen to Madeline’s thoughts, putting myself in her shoes and trying to understand her perspective. Their lives began to improve, and they often shared stories about the friends they made at school. They became close companions as they learned from each other. Together, they succeeded in getting into prestigious universities. I watched them smile often and I quietly exhaled with relief. As I became more empathetic, I no longer blamed others for my suffering. Slowly, my business began to flourish. The soul swap was perhaps a gift from the heavens. It not only saved Madeline but also rescued me from becoming someone increasingly arrogant and self-centered.

Another added with a smug tone, "Let me remind you, Serena. The Johanssen family has a reputation to uphold. Don't do anything inappropriate. Just because Maisie is sick doesn't mean you can swap her with a different child that you conceived with God knows who." How ironic. They didn't realize that the real swap had taken place ten years ago! "I didn't give birth to Maisie ten years ago. I had given birth to this boy here instead. When Maisie fell ill recently, I discovered that I wasn't a compatible bone marrow donor for her despite being her supposed birth mother. "In fact, we're not even genetically related. Yet my so-called best friend, Margaret Lonsdale, turned out to be a perfect match

She was my only family. Taking a deep breath, I braced myself. "Promise me you won't scream when I tell you what's going on," I said, my voice barely a whisper. Liv's eyes widened, a mixture of confusion and concern flickering across her face. "What's going on?" I closed my eyes, waiting for a moment before finally speaking, releasing the words if wanted to say to someone since this whole swap started days ago, "I swapped places with Ashton," I confessed. The silence that followed my confession was so thick, a knife wouldn't be able to cut through it. Liv's face slowly turned pale, her eyes wide with shock. She blinked rapidly as if trying to process the information.

"What's wrong, Cindy? Are you feeling sick?" When she looked up in his arms, Julia was wearing her own face once again. Norman recoiled in shock, shoving Julia away. "Julia? Cindy? What's happening?" Julia was just as confused. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Norman opened the letter that came with the divorce certificate with trembling hands. [Norman, I don't know why, but Julia and I swapped bodies. Maybe you should ask her. But I know everything you did to her and to me these past few days. You disgust me.

Geralda looked at me intensely. I nodded, according to what I had seen during my journey to the past dimension, my biological mother and father had intended to swap me with Alpha Felix and Luna Yelena's real daughter. "The baby swap has happened," Nicholas murmured, and I could hear him. "Rachel is being looked after by my birth mom and dad?" Geralda nodded. She snapped her fingers when my answer was correct. "Right." I took a deep breath. I continued what had been going through my mind.

When it was time and we arrived at the place for the exchange, we parked the car beneath the abandoned building. Knowing we might be under constant surveillance, we dared not make any reckless moves. All we could do was repeatedly instruct Mom on what to do. She, in her muddled state, couldn't understand. She kept flashing a silly smile at me. Hope was on the verge of a breakdown, her fingers digging into Mom's shoulders as she barked, her eyes bloodshot. "When you go into that building, hand the money to the man with Melody. Do you hear me?" Mom didn't even flinch from the pain; she only looked at Hope in confusion.