Novel & Cerita First Wife Swap

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!"

Celine Sherman and I were supposed to get married on the same day. Three days before my wedding, by the uncanniest of coincidences, I found out that my fiancé, Andrew Hammond, intended to swap the two wedding cars intended for Celine and me, respectively. Celine was supposed to marry into the struggling and powerless Wright family, but Andrew planned to have me take her place. His words came as a huge shock to me, and it was something that I never would've seen coming.

Sofia’s P.O.V Roman stared at me for a moment. I gulped. “I-I was just— “ Within minutes, his hand reached and grabbed my waist. He pulled me to him, and I slammed into his chest. He shut his eyes before he placed his lips against mine. My eyes widened, but when I remembered I was his wife now I let him. My lips gave way, and his tongue slipped in. His tongue found mine, and they circled for a minute. One hand pressed against my back, and the other tightened the grip he had on my waist.

I thought maybe I'd imagined it. It wasn't until the baby shower that the truth hit me. Damian, trying to make it a big deal, threw a joint party with Caleb and Betty. That's when I saw their son—and he had the same birthmark on his arm. I knew right then. They'd swapped my baby for theirs, wanting their kid to have the life mine was supposed to. I wanted to scream, call them out right there. But Rick, my real son, looked so tiny and fragile next to Hugo. It crushed me. Then I noticed how Betty was looking at Damian, and I swallowed the anger.

The butler who had arrived with the groom's party started pacing frantically when he realized that the bride had been swapped. "This is madness! Ms. Mayer, you've been engaged to Mr. Reeve for over a decade. Are you just going to stand by and watch him marry a widow who guts fish for a living?" I looked toward Tracie Mayer, my so-called fiancee, who was clinging to Everett Huffman's arm. The two of them wore matching couple outfits as they stood among the wedding party.

Justin sat up in bed, grabbed the pillow, and flung it at them with all of his might. "Get out! Get out of my sight!" The ward descended into absolute silence. Carrie and Kayla were stunned. Justin then collapsed back onto the bed helplessly, burying his face in the blankets and letting out low, suppressed sobs. This was the first time he regretted everything. He regretted divorcing me. When I was around, the company would never run into any problems, and the household was always very well-kept and maintained. I would always make sure everything was flawlessly executed, and all he had to do was sit back and continue being the aloof and powerful CEO of Swanson Group.

~I had her removed. He hadn't been jilted. He hadn't been outsmarted by my mother's sudden twin swap. The untouchable king of the city had deliberately plucked my sister out of existence hours before the wedding of the century. My knees buckled beneath the weight of the realization, and I collapsed onto the plush carpeted floor of the panic room. Suddenly, a faint, metallic vibration trembled through the floorboards beneath me. Ding. The elevator doors had opened. Damian and the federal marshals were officially inside the penthouse.

It was more of what he would do when he found out the truth. "I believe it's a mix-up somewhere, somehow something must have happened..." "Nne, stop rambling, what is it?" he chided his wife. "Dorine is not the twin that has been living with us...as...as Matthew's wife," she started. "What do you mean?" "The twins switched persons on the day of the wedding, the twin our son married, was not the twin that came home with him...as his wife." she wheezed out. "Excuse me? How was that possible?"

“You stole money from my family, and I’m the piece of shit?” She shrieks. “How did you even get this information?!” Then her voice drops, sharp and venomous. “That first baby was yours. That’s why we got married, do you fucking remember. The DNA test said it was yours.” I shake my head. “Money talks. Bullshit runs a marathon. You paid that hospital staff off to do the DNA swap.” She starts laughing, all high pitched,and unhinged then she's screaming again. “You know what, Jalen? Eat shit and die.”

He explained, "Rachel and Amanda gave birth on the same day. When I visited Amanda with Rachel's baby, I made a mistake and swapped the two babies." His head hung low as if he were very upset, but I almost laughed at his hypocrisy. Greg was the one who had overstepped boundaries with Amanda. Yet, he was trying to cover up his evil plan of swapping the babies by calling it a mistake. He stole a glance at me, expecting me to break down and make a scene. However, I showed no reaction and simply took a sip of my coffee.