Chapter 128

Chapter 128

Aryan's POV

My heart ached at the sight of my wife. Or should I say, my ex-wife?

Ashley Marcason.

The woman I loved acted like my wife in a contract I was forced into. It wasn't like I was exactly forced into it. I had decided to help her but what did she do? She betrayed me and still had the nerve to come directly to my celebration. Merely looking at her, she wasn't fine. She looks like she had just escaped from where she was being held captive even though she was dressing properly.

She was cladded in a royal blue gown with a slit that cut through her thighs. Her hair wasn't the same as before. She now had this curly, blonde hair that fell right on her back and shoulders and her makeup was at its worst. What was she thinking? She looks like she had been in trouble.

I was on my feet. It was until I looked down beside her was a little girl who... What the heck? Who is she? And why the fuck does she look like me? Everyone began to murmur. What the heck was happening? She