Novel & Cerita My Sister And I Swapped Husbands.

"Who knows if that's even true..." I finally broke. "What did I ever do to you? After the SATs, I never asked you for money again. Once I got a job, I sent money home every paycheck. And now you want to ruin my marriage and destroy my reputation too?!" By the time I finished, my whole body was trembling. Mom finally snapped. "So what if I did? What was I supposed to do? You're the older sister! You should be the one sacrificing for Zoey!

I had not seen them smiling so genuinely at me for a very long time. Anna walked over to me and hugged me affectionately. “Nancy, I’m your elder sister from now on. “You need to treat me like a real one, you know?” There was a subtle provocation in her gentle expression. My body stiffened. I gripped the plate tightly. No sound came from my throat. Just then, someone teased us. “Anna, which one are you? Nancy’s sister-in-law or her elder sister? “Or should I say you’re Jonathan’s first wife while she’s the second?”

I muffled, forcing this awkward smile. His eyes flickered. He didn't debt it…. Oh my God… he wants us to practice being a couple? A married couple? “Hazel, do not… he is your sister’s husband, you can’t play house with your sister’s husband, you are better than that.” My angel conscience blurted to me, popping up before my eyes, dressed in a white fitted gown, with wings on her back and a halo on her head. She had this worried look on her face.

She smelled like cinnamon and clean laundry. "Shh, oh dear, let it out," Nana whispered, rocking me gently. "What is it, sweet girl? Tell me what happened." Between breathless gasps and uncontrollable hiccups, the truth tumbled out of my mouth like broken glass. I told her everything. I told her about Marcus—my husband, my fated mate, the man who was supposed to protect me forever. And then I told her about Isabelle. My own flesh and blood. My younger sister.

"After he dropped everything and started Changing and becoming a better person for me, we decided that on our anniversary we were going to do another wedding, start everything all over. On my wedding day, I got kidnapped by my twin sister who I thought was dead all this while but she wasn't, she was held hostage by people involved with your dad. All in the same business so that's why he didn't recognize her or me. So yeah she did something crazy, she switch places with me for two months. I work as a stripper, she fakes being me " "Holy shit", I cursed.

The other thing was because we were tired from the long night that we had of; movie after movie. "Unfortunately we didn't take after our parents. I think we were exchanged at the hospital, that we must investigate, please go investigate." My sister had so many peculiar moments, she took after our father and I looked exactly like our parents somehow. So there was no way that we were switched at the hospital. Nevertheless, we all laughed at the thought of an insatiable hospital, at least it was smelling delicious in the kitchen. "Your wife can cook, as much as you can cook at least you chose well. I hope when I get married one day I'll marry a guy who'll know how to cook and he'll teach me how

Even the bride price had been borrowed. So my sister chose Mark without hesitation. However, her ending was miserable. They divorced in less than two years. After that, Mark’s business kept growing until he became the richest man in the country. Meanwhile, my sister’s life fell apart. As for me, I married Jackson. He was a college graduate who entered a government position after graduation. In just five years, he rose from the bottom to the top. I became someone everyone in the city envied. So in this life, my sister chose Jackson without hesitation.

My professor told me they had given it to someone named Poppy Hart instead. Furious, I rushed home to confront Poppy. However, I stopped when I heard her and Mom talking. "I swapped your exam scores for you and got you a stable job, too. You'll coast through life now. That makes me feel so much better." Poppy nestled against Mom, grinning. "Mom, you're amazing. I love you so much. Will the last swap be for Elisa's husband?" Mom shook her head. "Of course not. I'll find you a good husband myself. The last swap needs to be saved for emergencies, so you'll have a backup plan when you're in labor or if something terrible happens."

With the best surgeons and that material, I had helped Lillian stand again. She had been on her feet for less than a month, and she still couldn't choose. The corner of my mouth lifted in a cold smile. I don't share women. Liam suddenly grabbed me, his voice turning soft and pitiful. "Brother, don't worry. Even though Lillian and I have already registered our marriage, I'll give her back to you." He pulled out a marriage certificate from his coat, tore it in half, then into pieces, and flung them into the air.

"You mean I should not have seen it? Or it should not have happened at all?" Ava shifted in the chair, her beautiful features twisted with what looked like regret. She was slim where I was not, and always the one who got the spotlight. "Jas, I did not plan this. It just... happened. We were talking one night and things got out of hand. I feel awful." "You feel awful?" Diana cut in from beside me, her voice sharp. "You slept with your sister's man and you are pregnant. Awful does not cover it, Ava."