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He murmurs under his breath. “Thank you very much Grey, That is why you are my favorite junior” Evelyn happily says to him “Also, I suspect that my husband might be hiding a lot things. Like being lame for example, I don’t think he is really paralyzed. But I don’t know why he is doing that.” “I am sure you are over thinking as usual Senior. I have a lot of work to do. Talk you later.” “Ok, I will talk to you later.” Evelyn says and hangs up the call. She continues working on her laptop.

Memories of their time together flooded his mind—moments that now felt like distant echoes of a life he had failed to embrace. Ethan moved further away; he couldn’t shake the feeling that he had let Lily down in the worst way. He had never truly loved her when she was his wife, and now, as he watched her laugh and celebrate with Lewis, he realized that she had completely transformed into someone he barely recognized. The vibrant woman before him was a stark contrast to the quiet, reserved person he had taken for granted during their marriage.

"Your husband was attacked three weeks ago during a business transaction gone wrong. Spinal injury, complete paralysis below the chest. The family has managed to keep it quiet, but not quiet enough." My legs felt weak. I sank onto the edge of the fountain behind me, my hands trembling. "You've been investigating me." "I've been learning about the woman who has captured my interest so completely," he corrected. "There's a difference." "This is insane. You barely know me."

The inspector asked, shocked as everything unfolded before his eyes. “Our marriage was a contract marriage anyways and I think the contract is over.” He said, digesting his words. He signed on the document and handed it back to Isabella. She stepped backwards to meet Raymond and fell into his arms. Somehow, she felt hurt and pained. The fact that walking out of the marriage didn't matter to any of them really hurts. The people that were meant to support her badly seeked for her downfall. Raymond wrapped his hand around her neck and gave her the most reassuring hug she had ever had in her whole life.

And then I was falling, the wind rushing past me, the ground disappearing beneath me. As I plummeted toward the darkness below, one thought consumed me: Rex had never loved me. He had only wanted to use me, steal everything I had and get rid of me. I was a fool to love him. If I could do it over again, I would have never ever let him deceive him, I would have destroyed him, Lillian and that beast who took advantage of me in the forest but now, It was too late. I was already doomed to die With that thought, I hit the ground with enough force to shatter every bone in my body, and that was how I died. Killed by my husband on my wedding day

I was proud, and I could not understand why my own husband treated me so coldly, so we argued often. And it was at Mary’s birthday party that I first learned about Vanessa. That night, I had a terrible fight with Silas. I threatened to tell everyone he had cheated on me. Silas cared about his reputation more than anything. So he would never allow that. He pretended to coax me that night. But soon after, I was locked in my own bedroom and sent to a private asylum. Silas never visited me. From the only nurse there, I learned that Anna Halt had already died in a great fire.

It wasn't until five years later that I crossed paths with Killian again. The moment his eyes landed on the little girl in my arms, they instantly turned bloodshot. "You're pregnant? Wait…are you actually scavenging through trash with my child? Oh, my god! How skinny she is! What kind of mom are you, anyway? He rattled on and on in front of me, but it took a solid moment for the reality to sink in. It was Killian, my ex-husband, the man I had divorced five years ago.

How could I tell him I’d given it all up for a man who wouldn’t even look at me anymore? “No,” I said, the word tasting like regret. “My husband is… a bit old-fashioned.” His expression barely changed, but something in his gaze shifted. “In college, you never shut up about being the top-selling author in Manhattan,” he mused. “Beating Andrea Dubuton ten times over.” My throat tightened. “Dreams are like stars.” He tilted his head. “Distant?” “Dying.” The word slipped out before I could stop it. A long silence stretched between us. Then, warmth. A solid chest. Arms around me—firm, but careful.

Chapter 28: Handover 2 AURORA A finance genius whose light was dimmed because of the man she married , that was who I was. The mistake I made because I wanted to fill the void in my heart… because he appeared to be a good man… because my father said he was a perfect godson. But was he a perfect husband to me? The mistake I made was getting married to Bryan and staying even when he treated me like trash after my father died. I was paying for those mistakes, and he was somewhere , either dead or alive?

Alone with the terrifying realization that I was falling for my fake husband. And he knew it.