Real Wife Swapping 소설 & 이야기

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!

My husband stared at the video sent by his assistant, his disbelief evident as he turned to me. "All this time, you were upset with me, insisting on returning to your family while pregnant was all because they were causing trouble behind the scenes! Fiona, this is outrageous! And no matter what, Sharon is still their wife and daughter-in-law!" I lowered my gaze, watching his angry expression in silence. They had done far worse. In my previous life, to ensure Brian and Sharon had an heir after her infertility, they swapped my daughter for Sharon’s tumor. The thought made my eyes drift to the tiny bundle in the bassinet. My daughter slept peacefully, her chest rising and falling softly.

My husband and his parents were terrified I'd push myself too hard, so they booked me into a luxury recovery suite with a living area, study, nursery, and private bedrooms. My sister Zoey had just gotten back from the UK last month. She'd even asked me to help her find a job. The tone. The wording. It sounded exactly like my mom. 'No way... It can't be...' My lips went dry. My heart slammed against my ribs. I opened the photo she sent. Bruce Brighton was holding a woman in his arms. Way too close. It took me three seconds to realize it was fake. The woman had six fingers. Under the photo was a voice message.

Riley blinked, looking almost reluctant, but eventually went to change into the wedding dress. Derek gritted his teeth. "Megan, you want to fake a marriage to mess with me? Fine. Then don't blame me for marrying another woman." At three in the afternoon, Derek and Riley held a lavish wedding ceremony. To one-up Megan, he went all out—obnoxiously so. They kissed on stage, fed each other cake mouth-to-mouth. When Riley mentioned she liked champagne roses, he dropped a fortune to have them flown in.

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."

She was my only family. Taking a deep breath, I braced myself. "Promise me you won't scream when I tell you what's going on," I said, my voice barely a whisper. Liv's eyes widened, a mixture of confusion and concern flickering across her face. "What's going on?" I closed my eyes, waiting for a moment before finally speaking, releasing the words if wanted to say to someone since this whole swap started days ago, "I swapped places with Ashton," I confessed. The silence that followed my confession was so thick, a knife wouldn't be able to cut through it. Liv's face slowly turned pale, her eyes wide with shock. She blinked rapidly as if trying to process the information.

Another added with a smug tone, "Let me remind you, Serena. The Johanssen family has a reputation to uphold. Don't do anything inappropriate. Just because Maisie is sick doesn't mean you can swap her with a different child that you conceived with God knows who." How ironic. They didn't realize that the real swap had taken place ten years ago! "I didn't give birth to Maisie ten years ago. I had given birth to this boy here instead. When Maisie fell ill recently, I discovered that I wasn't a compatible bone marrow donor for her despite being her supposed birth mother. "In fact, we're not even genetically related. Yet my so-called best friend, Margaret Lonsdale, turned out to be a perfect match

I finally asked. "Why not tonight? Let's just rip the bandaid off, get it over with, and hope we can move on with our lives. Otherwise the rest of the trip is guaranteed to be awkward and unpleasant." NIGHT 4: The Swap So that's how I found myself, no more than four hours later, lying on a cot, getting ready to spend the night with one of my wife's best friends. It was surreal. We had deliberately waited until everyone else in the camp had retired to their cots, not wanting to draw attention to the partner swap that was about to occur. There was no cloud cover, so it wasn't quite as dark as the night before. The stars were out, at least those that weren't blocked by the towering canyon walls

If it weren’t for his chest falling and rising I would have thought he was dead walking towards him and sitting next to him carefully I took his hand in mine “how have you been doing dad? I am sorry I didn’t visit you in a long time. I was so caught up with what’s happening….hufff anyway… I…..am not Sandra. My real name is Enola. We both have switched souls and……she is in my body married to the man I was supposed to marry and vice verse But she is happy with him just like I am happy here.

They went from being the daughters of a wealthy man to having nothing. Mrs Morgan was the youngest of the sisters. The other three were already married but had only given birth to daughters. Mrs Morgan was the lucky one—she married a billionaire. When Mrs Morgan was about to give birth, her eldest sister, Veronica, felt she had to act when the doctor said she couldn't give birth again because of her complications. She feared that if her younger sister also had a daughter, the same fate would repeat itself. So, she did the unthinkable—she swapped the baby at the hospital.