Novel & Cerita Our First Wife Swap

Antonio said, directing his comment in Kevin Chung's direction. "Sure!" Kevin said, "That sounds really hot! That way we could double our pleasure and double our fun," he said, laughing at his own joke. Then with visible embarrassment, Kelly said, "Remember, how we said we wouldn't swap until later this evening?" she asked the white couple. "Well," she suggested, "Kevin and I were thinking that swapping right away would be much more exciting. "This way we could take our time and really enjoy each other's mate. You guys would get to enjoy having intercourse with someone different. Molly and I would get to enjoy someone new also.

"Sorry, everyone. It looks like I'll be changing brides today." He sounded almost proud of himself. "My maid of honor, Talia Cross, surpasses Elise in every aspect. She's prettier, hotter, and better overall. You're all my witnesses. Elise and I are over. And let me be clear—I'll never take her back even if she begs me to forgive her." I said nothing as I looked at his smug face, my smile deepening with each ridiculous word pouring out of his mouth. Whispers immediately erupted through the crowd.

My husband died in a fire trying to save me, leaving behind a mountain of debt and a newborn child. I worked hard to pay off the debt while raising the child, only to unintentionally discover that my husband hadn’t died at all. Instead, he was sleeping with my cousin. “Honey, you’re so clever. You transferred all the company funds and faked your death, leaving that stupid wife of yours to shoulder all the debt. “She’s so clueless that she doesn’t even realize the son she’s raising isn’t hers, that I swapped him out. Once she’s done paying off the debts, the three of us can live a great life together.”

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."

“Miss Jane, I know you had no choice but to choose me. If you don’t want to get pregnant, I won’t force you.” I froze instantly. Why was Marcus acting differently from our previous life? Subconsciously, I turned around, only to accidentally crash into his chest. The scent of cedarwood mixed with leather surrounded me, cold and clean. I quickly looked up at him and spoke seriously, word by word. “Marcus, I chose you willingly. I’ll take responsibility as your wife. We’re family now, and I hope we can get along well.” A slight ripple passed through his eyes. “Alright. I’ll be a good husband, too. But there’s a secret I need to tell you…”

Within an instant, Catherine shot to her feet. The chair legs scraped across the floor with a piercing screech. “No! Simon, listen to me!” She turned to my parents with a pleading look before turning back to me. “Robert, we’ve been working together for many years. Divorce will only hurt both sides. Georgia’s only temporarily infatuated with that kid. I’ll teach her a lesson when I get back!” Jane snorted. “Catherine, looking at all the arranged marriages in our circle, no one can put up with such a disrespectful marriage! We’ve shown you enough respect!

At this moment, my wife Wendy stood beside me with red eyes. She comforted me, saying, “I am sorry for your loss. I didn’t expect that Wendy would…” As I watched Stacy’s body being pushed in, I forced down my grief and pretended that Stacy’s body was in fact my wife’s. Stacy’s face was pale, with no sign of life left. She and Wendy were twins, and no one noticed that Wendy had secretly switched identities with her. I wiped my tears and said calmly, “Arrange the cremation. Let Wendy leave with dignity.”

I could hear the sincerity from his voice. I nodded, “Sure, thanks.” I said, swallowing the lump in my throat. What else are these families hiding from me? **End of Flashback** I sighed out loud taking a sip from the whiskey bottle. Now, I know that my family knew about the swap. My wife cheated and the woman I love cheated. Now my brother also is in love with the woman I'm in love with, I chuckled at the thought.

"Your wife needs you." ​Alex hurried toward the parking lot. As he started his car, he noticed hundreds of notifications flooding his phone—news articles, videos, and photographs. One headline made him frown deeply: Alex Swan Chooses First Love Over Fifth Wedding Anniversary. ​"What?" He opened the article. Someone had recorded him dancing with Camille, and the comments section was brutal. "Poor Mrs. Swan." "His wife deserves better." "What kind of husband forgets his anniversary?" ​Alex immediately threw the phone onto the passenger seat. "They're exaggerating," he muttered to himself. But for the first time that night, a cold feeling of uneasiness settled in his stomach.