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Married To My Husband's Sworn Enemy Chapter 127
Lyla's POV After the recent happenings and stress from the past weeks, I had the most sound sleep anyone could ever think of, from all the sweet talks and feet massage I recieved from Jace the previous night, the cuddling and passionate love making we had, oh, how I missed the way he makes me feel. Then waking up the next day at exactly 11:30am to breakfast, brunch, specially prepared by Jace. He can be such a sweetheart. I smiled and thanked God quietly in my heart for the gift of him. Hey, angel, there are varieties of dishes all for you, make your choice and eat to your satisfaction, there's more from where that came from, he winked and smiled at me as he waltzed into the bathroom. About 30minutes later, he was out and of course ensuring my bathing water was prepared too. He brought out outfits I'll be wearing for the day and set them up on the bed. You don't have to do this, you know? Stop complaining and go get a shower, he said carefully placing a kiss on my forehead and e
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Lyla's POVThe days merged together from the hospital bed, the sterile white walls constantly reminding me of how quickly everything could change in an instant. Jace always stayed by my side. He dozed in the chair, occasionally curled up at the base of my bed. Bailey frequently visited as well, bringing snacks and tales that would make me chuckle. I despised being trapped in this place, feeling ineffective as the world beyond continued to progress. "You'll be gone before the ball," Bailey comforted one afternoon, sitting on the windowsill. "Everyone has been asking about you." The ornaments are amazing, and can you believe it? The Steel Minister is arriving by plane with his group. "That hasn't occurred in years." I struggled to smile. “Perhaps the twins are already engaging in their initial act of defiance—ensuring that mommy gets her rest.” Bailey chuckled, yet her eyes lost some brightness. She consistently acted that way whenever she was concealing something. “What is that?” I
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LYLA'S POV My head pounded with each passing second. The room was thick and full of tension, the dampness in the air biting into my skin like icy teeth. My mouth was dry because I was terribly dehydrated, my lips had turned chapped. My wrists were severely bruised from the coarse rope used to tie me up in place. Becky stood there in the shadows with her arms crossed. Her pale blue eyes glittered with an intensity I couldn't recognize. It seemed as though it came from a mind long fractured, her expression unreadable laced with venom. “ So you mean you really don’t remember?” Becky said softly. “Of course you wouldn’t. You've always had the perfect life.Rich, protected and you never lacked anything, while I suffered for years watching you outshine me, but it all ends today. And there is Jace and your fairy tale romance. What about Bailey, clinging to your every word? The media worshipping you like a goddess. And me?” She paused, her voice cracked. “I was the one who cleaned up
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Lyla's POV Three Months After The city had resumed an unusual tempo. Even as Becky’s incarcerated, rumors continued to spread. Since the ball, my public presence has been sparse, consisting of brief media remarks and meticulously planned charity events. My twins were flourishing, yet I remained vigilant. Not entirely. Jace hadn't either. The brother of the Prime Minister—Nathaniel Marlowe—had disappeared from the public spotlight. No formal announcement. No media inquiry. It felt like he had been silently deleted. However, I remained more vigilant. And there's this change I felt around Bailey, I sensed it more whenever she went outdoors. Discussions changed as she walked by. Even Bailey’s grin didn’t shine in her eyes as it used to. "I looked into Marlowe's final activities," Collins remarked, sitting in the hideout they currently utilized for confidential discussions. "Two days following Becky's arrest, he took a private jet using a fake identity." Lyla lifted an eyebrow. "Whe
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Lyla’s POVTwo days had passed since Becky’s second arrest, and yet sleep refused to find me.The girls slept peacefully in their cribs. Jace kept watch with Collins, coordinating a full sweep of our home, background checks on staff, even double-tapping security lines. But I felt it in my bones—this wasn’t over.Becky’s warning rang like church bells in my head.“She’s already chosen her next target.”Who was she?I paced from one end of the room to the other, my mind clouded with who this "Architect" could be. I mean, she knew virtually everything about me, she's definitely someone closer than I thought. But who exactly is she? She stood there in an undisclosed underground facility outside the city, watching surveillance footage from a dozen screens. She was undeniably endowed, her fashion sense was top notch, her long brown hair flowed freely across her shoulders. She wore black gloves, rarely spoke, but when she did, her voice was as smooth as velvet, and as sharp as a blade cut
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Lyla’s POV I experienced insomnia after Becky’s Funeral. Not because I was grieving her. I had lost every iota of love, care and respect for Becky long before she ever became my enemy. But her final letter wouldn’t leave my head.“Look deeper into Collins”.It played like a song in my mind. Every moment he helped me. Every time he’d shown up when no one else could. Every secret he shouldn’t have known. And worse—every moment I had trusted him blindly.So I started digging quietly. I wasn't so sure of who next was lurking around for information or who next would betray my trust and take my loyalty for granted again. I had to be extremely careful. The first clue was phone records. I used an old contact at the Ministry of Defense’s cybersecurity division. I gave her a burner phone, no names mentioned. Just asked her to run metadata on Collins’ calls during the week before and after the Karev Ball.What came back made my stomach drop.Multiple encrypted calls. One number repeated mor
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Lyla’s POVThe tea cup clinked gently as Collins set it down on the table. He didn’t notice the slight tremble in his hands. At least not yet. “I’ll have the new guards arrive before noon,” he said, wiping his mouth casually. “Anyone you trust in particular?”I smiled gently. “I trust you to make the right call.”His pupils had started to dilate. I smiled softly. The serum was working.The military-grade compound I’d slipped into his drink wasn’t detectable in standard tox screens. It didn’t alter memory or scramble the mind. It simply turned the volume up on truth—dialed it so loud a lie became physically impossible to say.I leaned forward, calm as still water.“Collins,” I said gently, “how long have you been working with the Architect?”The pause lasted two seconds too long.“Since the fire,” he said flatly.I blinked. “The orphanage fire?”He nodded.“That was over a decade ago. You—what do you mean?”He looked me dead in the eyes. “They saved me from the wreckage. I was suppose
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Lyla’s POVThree days later, I was upstairs tending to the girls, when Mrs. Maddy came to deliver an envelope to me. "Who is it from?" I asked. I don't have an idea, it was delivered by a courier dispatch rider who said nothing, it came with no return address but enclosed with a black seal. Before I could ask, he was already lost in traffic, she said quietly. Alright, thank you mum, I'll take it from here, I said dismissively. I didn’t open it immediately. My fingers hovered over the wax, my heart thudding in my ears. Something inside me knew—whatever this was, it wasn’t just a threat.It was history.Jace watched from across the room. We’d barely spoken since the truth-serum night. Trust was being rebuilt, brick by bloody brick.He nodded once. “Whatever’s in there—we face it together.”I broke the seal.Inside: a single photograph. A building, half-collapsed. A young girl in a red coat, her back to the camera."It was me." I staggered back, nearly dropping the picture.“Lyla?” J
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Bailey's POV The Memory SequenceThe morning after Thanksgiving was unusually still.The type of calm that encouraged reflection, coffee on the patio, and a gradual unfolding of matters that had lingered too long below the surface. Bailey positioned herself with crossed legs on the carpet in Lyla’s bright, sunlit study, enveloped by a messy assortment of vintage family photo books, newspaper cutouts, and memory boxes. A hot cup of tea lingered unattended next to her. Lyla had told her to make herself at home. But home—real home—was what Bailey was trying to define again.She stumbled into one of the older albums, the edges going bad with time. There were pictures of Claire, their mother, and even one or two rare photos of their father. Bailey blinked, then leaned closer. One photo caught her eye: a blurry image of Lyla holding a much younger Bailey on a beach, both their faces lit by unrestrained laughter.She didn’t remember this day. Not a bit of it.But something about it stirre
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Bailey's POV The guest bathroom was quiet, too quiet. Bailey stood over the sink, clutching her phone like it might burn her skin. Her thumb hovered over the number.“K.”No last name. No picture. No call history before now.She opened the contact.Nothing but a blank number. No clues. No metadata. Just one thing: the message had come from that number moments before the call was logged.Her heart thudded. She could hear laughter outside the door—her family, the new found peace. She didn’t want to disrupt that. Not again.But the name. "Protected Asset".Why her?There was a time when she believed everything Lyla told her. That they were simply survivors of a dangerous time. That they had gotten lucky. That the world was finally safe again. But the older Bailey got, the more her instincts sharpened—and they had been whispering for months now.There were gaps in her story.Memories that felt inserted. Emotions that didn’t align. And now this strange call that she didn’t make.Outside t
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The Thanksgiving HourLyla's POV The scent of cinnamon and toasted rosemary drifted through the house like a calming melody, wrapping each room in a warmth that made time appear to stretch. The living room boomed with the soft hum of old jazz records playing on a speaker Lyla refused to replace. In the backyard, the kids laughed with joy, their laughter riding the swing set into the soft golden light of late afternoon.Inside the kitchen, Lyla stood over the mashed potatoes, her sleeves rolled up and her face dripping of sweat which she wiped off occasionally with her elbow.She stirred them methodically, humming along with the music while her apron—one Claire had gifted her years ago that read Master of the House—absorbs the chaos of cooking.“Hey!” Chad called from the stove at the other side of the kitchen. “Do sweet potatoes burn faster if you stare at them?”Lyla laughed. “Yes. The potatoes can sense fear.”Bailey entered with her hair up in a high ponytail and two pies balance
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Bailey's POV The rain came down in a quiet drizzle as Bailey wandered the campus garden, the fog from her breath mingling with the early morning chill. Her textbooks were still in her bag, unread. Sleep had eluded her. Not from exams or stress.But because of that dream again.The same hallway. White tile. The same phrase clung into her memory like a scar.“She was never supposed to know.”She had not told anyone yet, not even Lyla. But last night, she had stayed late in the medical lab and submitted a sample for a DNA test—one she had been carrying around in her mind for months but never had the courage to confront.She will have the results by tonight.And a feeling deep in her chest told her nothing would be the same after that.Jace paced in the hidden room beneath the clinic. It had been two days since they found Becky’s twisted letter to Bailey, and still, the questions piled higher than answers.Lyla sat across him, surrounded by old files. A folder already damaged with water
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Jace POV The next morning, the sun was already hot against the windows of Karev Medical & Wellness center. Jace had barely managed three hours of sleep.Lyla made him coffee while reviewing files. Neither spoke about the trapdoor, the lily, or the voice message just yet. Not until they had more information.The bell above the door chimed.Jace looked up—and froze.An elderly man in a tailored navy coat stepped inside. He walked with a slow, deliberate limp. Silver hair, sharp eyes. Something about him screamed military or something worse.The man held out a letter. “Dr. Jace Karev?”“Yes,” Jace said carefully.“I was told you’re the only one who can help.”Jace opened the letter.It was hand-written. “This man should be dead. On record, he is. But he isn’t. Help him—and you’ll start to understand what they erased from your past.Don’t trust the files.From_A Friend.”Jace gasped. “Who gave you this?”The man looked around nervously. “She told me to come here. A woman with short dark
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Bailey's POV The emergency lights flickered in the archive room, throwing Bailey and Callum into crimson shadows. The girl—A-11—stood eerily calm between the cabinets.Bailey’s breath hitched. She couldn’t look away.Same height. Same build. Same eyes.But there was something off about her… like a reflection bent by time and darkness.“You’re lying,” Bailey whispered. “I don’t have a sister.”“No,” the girl replied coolly, “you have an upgraded prototype.”A-11 stepped forward, lifting a finger and tapping the metal case with a smug smile. “Everything you need to know about me is in there. Right next to the pages that say you were supposed to be terminated before age five.”Bailey recoiled. “Terminated?”Callum moved protectively in front of her.The girl chuckled. “Relax. You’re useful now.”Gunshots echoed again in the distance.“They’re coming,” she added. “You have two minutes before this place gets turned into ash. Make a choice, Bailey. Come with me—or die like the others.”Bail
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Jace POVJace was overwhelmed at the quick completion of his clinic, one that he has always wanted to own but his father insisted he carries on with the family business after the demise of his elder brother.But right now, everything was finally falling into place and he couldn't be less excited.At last, he'll be able to practice as a neurologist, something he has wanted all his life.The morning air held the faint scent of rain, the pavement still damp from an early downpour. Jace stood just beneath the bronze plaque as the drill clicked off, leaving behind the last echo of steel on the brick.KAREV MEDICAL & WELLNESS CENTER Dr. Jace KarevThe words unscripted in gold glittered caught in the rising sun like a diamond carved into metal.He took a step back, arms crossed, heart beating just a little faster than he would like to admit. Not for the plaque—but for what it meant.A clean slate.He hadn’t told his father. He hasn't seen the need to. For once, Jace wasn’t chasing legacy. H
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Bailey's POVIt was the beginning of the year in medical school,Bailey Turner had never been so excited as she would finally be a neurosurgeon, it's something she had wanted right from her childhood.She got to the gate and waited beneath the arch of St. Clair Medical School’s East Wing, the frosty morning air pulling at the tips of her chestnut hair. She gripped the strap of her schoolbag as though it were a soothing relief to the tension already building within her and gazed up at the building's glass exterior. Rain had created lines on the surface resembling ghost fingers. She took a deep breath.This wasn’t just any school. It was the dream Claire had whispered into her ear since childhood. It was the life that had almost been stolen from her again and again—by shadows, betrayal, and secrets that still clung to her skin like smoke.Now? It was hers.She stepped through the door, clutching the faded photo of her, Lyla, and Claire one last time before sliding it into her coat.Room
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Becky’s POV “No, this is unacceptable. None of this makes sense,” Becky said, her voice raised as she ransacked her old hospital files. “If we are not her parents, then where did she come from?”Chad lifted a dusty box marked “Olivia – Birth.”Inside were photos, documents, the footprint card… and then—“Where’s the birth certificate?” he asked.Becky froze.“I… it was always there.”They tore through every folder, drawer, envelope. Nothing.Chad turned pale. “She must have taken it.”“Lyla?”He nodded. “She knew this day would come.”But Becky noticed something else in the box—a small piece of paper tucked inside a baby photo. It wasn’t handwritten. It was typed, and it was coded.It read:"Room 408. 11:47 p.m. Not the one she expected. Claire switched the vial."Becky’s eyes widened. “Claire again.”She immediately pulled out her phone from her purse and dialed a number. “Who are you calling?” Chad asked inquisively. “An old contact,shs said. Someone who worked night shifts that
