Novel & Cerita The Substitute Wife Book

Hello guys, Thank you so much for your unwavering support. It's a blessing to have you guys. I want to share the details of my new book with you guys. This will be a sequel to 'Billionaire husband's pursuit for his ex wife' This will be the story of Theo and Nina's son. This is the story of Asher Morrison and Aria White. 'His substitute bride'

Autumn Dawson stood stiffly at the edge of the dance floor, her hands clenched tightly around her champagne glass. she watched with teary eyes, her husband twirl his new bride, Iris Dawson—her much younger half-sister—across the polished wood. The twinkling lights above cast a soft glow on their joyous faces, a sharp contrast to the storm brewing in Autumn's chest. For twelve years, she had played the role of his substitute wife, enduring the empty nights and the whispered rumors, only to be cast aside the moment his father passed away. On the very day that marked their twelve-year anniversary, he had married Iris, leaving Autumn to bear witness to a happiness that had never been hers.

"I know, Luca. I know I messed up everything. But please, give me another chance. Forgive me." "What chance do you want? In case you missed the memo, I am already married to your sister. The one that lived in your house for over twenty years? Long black hair and brown eyes?" "So what? That marriage means nothing and you know it. You don't love Iris and besides she is a bastard and is not worthy to be your wife. I am the only one worthy of being your woman" She spat "Enough! Do you think you can come to my office and disrespect my wife? What makes you think you are better than her? Because you were skimpy clothes and layers of makeup?”

“You didn't even fight her when she kissed you, you allowed her to humiliate me.” “What are you talking about?" I huffed raising my brow. “The girl at your house, she's nothing but a substitute…” "Don't you dare call her that. She is my wife.” I snarled, grabbing the edge of the table so I wouldn't lunge at her. Titling her head backwards, she let out a low laugh, hitting her palms together. “Come on Finn, I'm not the media you can tell lies to. I’m your ex fiancee, Lex Carlton.”

“You stripped Selene of everything and sent her walking out of the pack lands like a common criminal. Have you lost your mind completely?” I stopped at the end of the table. I looked at each of them with calm cold eyes. “You should be thankful she is still breathing. She sent rogues after my wife. She gave them poisoned blades. If Nyra had died because of her schemes, I would have burned this entire family to the ground without a second thought.” My cousin slammed his hand on the table. The sound cracked loudly. “All of this over a substitute bride? An omega with a weak wolf? An adopted slave girl who stole her sister’s place? You have been deceived and controlled by her like some weak fool!

“What am I?” “You’re the placeholder.” She tilted her head and looked at me like she was admiring a painting in a museum she was about to buy. “Don’t look so sad, sweetie. You did your job. You kept the seat warm. You walked his grandmother to the bathroom. You were a perfectly nice little stand-in, and now the real wife is home. You should thank me, honestly. If my brothers had known Nate had a wife on the side, you’d have been out years ago!”

I knew the exact pitch of her voice when she was genuinely broken, and the exact tone she used when she was trying to sacrifice herself to keep her brother breathing. My family had touched her. They had whispered something into her ear the exact second my armored convoy cleared the lower valley gates, turning my wife into a terrified captive inside my own fortress. They thought they were clever. They thought that because they had used an old ancestral biometric file to bypass my primary grid, they could play their high-society mind games behind my back and force my pregnant little queen into submission. They didn't know who they were playing with.

Not because she was searching for another beginning but because she had finally found herself. The wife he replaced was never truly replaced… She had simply become the woman he was never worthy of losing. **THE END** Thanks for reading. Leave a comment.

"What?! Are you insane? Why would that woman live with us in one house? Do you want to humiliate me?" He responded with total indifference, his words stinging like a whip: "Don’t overreact. Remember well that I am just a substitute husband in a temporary contract on paper, not a real marriage built on love. Irish has lived in my house for years; this is a natural situation and it won't change now for your sake."

I said weakly. He paused and finally looked at me, really looked at me as I lay on the floor, shaking, crying, my wrist swollen and red. “You were going to hurt an innocent pregnant woman,” he shouted, disbelief etched across his face. “Innocent?” I laughed bitterly. “Innocent?” My voice shook with venom. “There is nothing innocent about that fucking whore. Our wedding is in two weeks and she’s been sleeping with you behind my back.” “She didn’t lure me into her bed,” he said quietly, refusing to meet my eyes again.