Body Swap Husband And Wife Novels & Stories

Just from that sentence, I was certain Abbie had been reborn, too. Unable to argue with Abbie, our parents looked at me with conflicted looks. I understood that gaze for sure. Growing up, I was never allowed to outperform Abbie in school. Whatever nice things she wanted, I had to give them up for her. Even when it came to marrying into the Hanson family to bear their first grandson, they were eager to hand the healthier groom to her. "Let's switch places if that's what Abbie wants. The Hansons only care about who will bear their first grandson, anyway."

I was a grown woman—was I supposed to not survive without a man? But my cousin, Sarah Cameron... she couldn't. In our last lives, she married Blake, and the two of them were trapped in a lifetime of misunderstanding because of someone else. She was the gentlest soul you could meet, and even she couldn't escape being worn down by him. So this time, after being reborn, I looked at Sarah's worried face, her furrowed brow, and started packing without hesitation. "Sarah, I'll marry Blake. John Ridgewood might not look like much, but he's got a good temper. You two should be able to make it work."

I had no other choice but to call Gemma for help, but she and Leon had been busy celebrating the hundreds of millions of dollars in dividends they were about to receive. In the end, I had been beaten to death in the dead of winter. Right before I lost consciousness, I had heard a cold, robotic voice. "Dalton Brown has lost all vital signs. Removing target from the exchange system…" The agony of the steel pipes shattering my bones had still been coursing through my body, and my whole body had gone cold. In this life, I was determined to figure out exactly how Leon had swapped everything with me! I swore I would never let history repeat itself!

She sighed and said, "Marcus, stop overthinking, okay? You're wearing me out. I promise, once we get back, we'll have our wedding. Just let it go and go home, alright? Besides, we're already legally married; what's there to worry about?" So, she really didn't realize she'd already signed the divorce papers. And now she was trying to brush me off with the promise of a wedding—just to keep me from ruining their honeymoon. The more I thought about it, the more absurd it seemed. "Our wedding?" I let out a scoff, pulled the divorce agreement from my bag, and thrust it into her face. "Looks like you really do have a terrible memory, Rose. Did you forget we're already divorced?"

Then I heard him inhale sharply. I knew what he was seeing—my wedding, live-streamed across the giant screen of the building opposite. My family and Nick's family had partnered to buy every major screen in the city. At this moment, every one of them was broadcasting the wedding. As the camera shifted slowly, it showed Nick stepping out in his tailored suit. Jayden's face turned ghostly pale in an instant.

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.

She asked to see me, but I refused. I had done enough. Oh, and I got married—my husband is Jason. He said we were destined to meet. The first time he saw me, I had been knocked down by my mother. The second time, I was harassed by my sister's husband. And the third time… my sister tried to kill me. "I've never seen a family like yours," he said. I smiled bitterly and told him about my family's old-fashioned preference for sons. "Preference for sons? That era ended over a century ago! How can anyone still think that way?"

He hurriedly explained, "I only married her out of pity. The one I've always loved is you." "Your so-called love disgusts me," came my response. Jason stepped forward to grab my hand, but Frank stopped him in time. "I heard that he actually drugged Ms. Sanderson on their wedding day to marry her adoptive younger sister. What a scumbag!"

She interrupted him and said, "I'm here as a friend to attend your wedding with Jasmine today." Nicholas felt his knees go weak, almost collapsing to the ground. He finally understood why he had felt uneasy earlier. Although Quinn had been smiling, her gaze was cold. She was looking at him as if looking at a stranger. "What are you talking about, Quinn? Today is our wedding day!" Nicholas walked over to her and grabbed her arm, trying to make one last effort. "No, today is your and Jasmine's wedding day." Quinn gestured for him to look at the invitation card and photos in the venue. Only then did he realize that Quinn's name and photos had been switched to Jasmine's.

Everyone in the hall was shocked. The series of earth-shattering revelations had left everyone too stunned to think straight. They had completely forgotten that there was also supposed to be a peace marriage today. The envoy from the Northern Plains strode into the hall. "Your Majesty, where is our bride? My father the King's wedding tribute has filled the entire Royal Plaza. Does Valoria intend to break the engagement?" I took a deep breath and bowed deeply to the Emperor. "I am willing to take my sister's place in the peace marriage to the Northern Plains. I beg Your Majesty to grant this."