~Aubrey
I sat in Conner's office, my heart racing like a wild animal’s as I tried to process his proposal. "So, let me get this straight.” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "You'll help me convince Mr Blackwood that I'm pregnant, but in return, I have to get him to partner with your hospital for a charity event?" Conner nodded. “That's right Mrs Blackwood. I believe you're the only one who can convince him, he's your husband after all.” I could only scoff inwardly at his sentence. But just as I was about to respond, the door suddenly burst open and Jarred walked in, his eyes fixated on me. “Mrs. Blackwood.” He said, his voice an intrusion into the tense atmosphere. I felt a jolt of surprise, my heart skipping a beat in slight fear. What was he doing here? Conner's expression on the other hand didn't change, but I sensed a flicker of irritation. "Ah, Mr Jarred? perfect timing, we were just discussing about Mrs Blackwood’s ultrasound." Jarred's eyes narrowed, his gaze lingering on Conner before shifting to me, completely ignoring Conner's statement."I thought you were going to the bathroom Mrs. Blackwood?” He asked, his tone laced with a hint of suspicion. I opened my mouth to explain, but Conner suddenly intervened before I could speak, his voice firm, but gentle. "Shall we proceed with the ultrasound, Mrs. Blackwood?" Jarred’s eyes narrowed. “My question hasn't been answered yet.” I felt a flush rise to my cheeks, my mind racing for an excuse. "I.. I was feeling a little dizzy." I stammered. "Mr Langley saw me in the hallway and offered to help me sit.” Jarred slowly nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. I could see he still had some doubts, but I don’t have time to press on that now. “Can we proceed now Mrs Blackwood? I have to attend to other patients.” I hear Conner speak and I stand from my seat before heading out, following him from behind as he exited his office. We soon arrived at a room but Conner suddenly turns and faces Jarred. “I'm sorry, you'll have to excuse us.” He says and Jarred nods, takes steps a few paces back before Conner finally shuts the door. I lay down on the examination table, lifting my shirt slightly above my stomach as Conner had instructed, a mix of relief and nervousness swirled within me knowing this fake ultrasound was a crucial step in my plan. Conner applied a clear gel to my stomach and operated the ultrasound machine and soon, a random image appeared, seemingly another lady's ultrasound. "Perfect.” Conner said. I took out my phone and snapped a photo of the projected image, wanting an extra copy for myself. Conner soon turns to me, his expression suddenly serious. "Remember our agreement Mrs Blackwood, if you try to dodge your end of the deal, I won't hesitate in revealing everything to Mr Blackwood." His tone sent a shiver down my spine, and I knew at this point I couldn't mess things up. I had to find a way to convince Mr Blackwood to partner with this charity event or I'll be screwed. "I won't forget." I nodded, trying to appear confident. Conner's gaze lingered on mine, his eyes searching for any sign of dishonesty, I met his gaze, determined not to back down and I finally see him sigh. “I'll give you a month, the charity's in two months time. I believe by then Mr Blackwood would be more than ready to partner with us.” Conner said and handed me a towel to clean the gel off my stomach. "That's all for now.” He said. I nodded and finally walked out of the hospital room, clutching the file containing my fake ultrasound results, I felt a mix of emotions, relief, anxiety, and determination but Cnner's warning still echoed in my mind, a stark reminder of the stakes. Meanwhile, Jarred had waited for me in the hallway and once he saw me, his eyes lingered on the file in my hand for a while. "Everything went well, I presume?" He asked, his tone neutral. I nodded, forcing a smile. "Yes, all good." Jarred escorted me to the car, we drove back to Mr Blackwood's villa, the tension in my body easing slightly with each passing mile. But it was short-lived. Upon arrival, the butler informed us of a sudden meeting at the Winston's Villa, attended by everyone, including Mr Blackwood. My heart skipped a beat. I hadn't anticipated this. "I'll need to change.” I said, already heading towards my room. The butler nodded. "Shall I inform Mr. Blackwood that you're on your way?" I stop in my tracks and shook my head, a shiver running down my spine. "No." Rushing to the room I was given, I settled on a plain flowery gown, not wanting to draw any unnecessary attention and my hands for some unknown reason slightly trembling as I tied my hair into a loose bun. Soon we arrived at the Winston's Villa, memories immediately flooding my mind. The lavish decorations, expensive artwork, and the eerie feeling of being trapped. As I entered the Winston's villa, I swept my gaze across the room, and my eyes soon collided with my husband, ex-husband–Kenneth. As I locked eyes with him, his piercing blue gaze sent shivers down my spine, his chiseled features and dark brown hair framing a face that was both hauntingly familiar and terrifyingly menacing. My heart didn't skip a beat, my expression unchanged. I felt nothing. My eyes drifted away, scanning the room once more, and they soon landed on Mr Blackwood in the corner, his eyes fixed on his device, oblivious to my presence. "Aubrey." The sound of my name, spoken in Kenneth's low menacing tone was like a whip cracking through the air. My neck immediately snapped towards him and the world around me soon dissolved. How did he.. It couldn't be.. I'm in Victoria's body so how does he know?"Aubrey.. my wife.. you killed her, you fucking killed her!" I hear Kenneth speak and I finally release the breath that I had been unconsciously holding in. So he doesn't know..I see his fake tears flow out easily like a well rehearsed performance and I am instantly repulsed by how good his acting was. If I hadn't discovered his secret, I would have still believed he was the loving, innocent and caring husband he played as.Georgina suddenly swooped in, comforting her son with a gentle touch before her eyes locked onto mine, casting me an angry and disgusted look. "Can you see how much pain he's going through because of you? You're the reason my darling Kenneth lost his beautiful wife!”I scoff, now that I'm dead she finally remembers to give me a compliment. What happened to ragamuffin? wretched girl? Four eyed bitch?“And how in the world did you even get out of jail?!” Georgina asks, now realising.My gaze drifts to Alexander, wondering if he'd reveal himself as my benefactor, a
Reality finally hits me at that moment. I had been so relived with the fact that I was able to fake the pregnancy test that I had totally forgotten about the DNA.“I didn't remember it, I'll go back to the hospital tomorrow.” I speak and Alexander slowly rises from the chair, and only now did I realise how insanely tall this man was. His dark suite accentuated his broad shoulders and toned chest well, his hair slightly dishevelled, rested some inches just above his dark orbs.As he took some steps closer, his height only became even more intimidating and I gulped, but I stood my ground and didn't move an inch back wards, instead I stared straight into his dark eyes.As if understanding that I was trying my best not to feel intimated, a slight smirk crawled to the corner of his perfectly shaped lip. This was the closest to a smile I had seen him done, my past life and now.His smirk was both alluring and unsettling, and it made my palms grow slightly cold in fear. I searched his eyes,
~Aubrey“On second thoughts, never mind, it isn't important.”“Victoria are you sure?” Marilyn asks from the other end and I pinch the space between my brows. What was I thinking wanting to tell her the truth? What did I even want to tell her anyways?Oh, I'm actually your best friend Aubrey in Victoria's body?The fuck?Marilyn is important to me right now, she's going to be very helpful now and in the future, I can't afford to loose her because she thinks I've gone crazy after spending some hours in jail.I sighed. “Yeah I'm sure, it's nothing important.” Marilyn hums from the other end. “If you so. I'll leave you to rest now, call me if you need anything, alright?”“Alright.” I replied and she finally disconnects the call, silence enveloping me once again. I slip the phone back into my pocket and run my fingers though my hair. “Dear universe, I hope I don't die in Alexander's hands tomorrow.”~~Alexander’s povI walk into the study room, closing the door shut behind me. My finger
"Why?” I ask but Alexander does not respond and instead walks towards me, his eyes never leaving the gown. Once he was a few metres away, he finally takes his gaze off my dress, but only repeated what he had said initially.“I want that dress off you.”I'm about to insist on why he wants me to do so, but he turns around and heads into the car, I follow suite and a crease forms between my brows before I turn to face him. “Why do you want me to change into something else? Is there something wrong with the dress?”He ignored me and instead faced Jarred, who was handling the steering wheel. "Take us to a boutique."I didn't utter a word and just gazed out the window, confusion still etched on my face. Why in the world was he so adherent on me changing?Soon we arrived at the butique and we stepped inside, the opulent interior enveloping us. I see everyone's gaze land on us and gasps soon echoed throughout the store.“Wait, isn't that Mr Blackwood?”“Oh my, what's he doing here?”“He looks
The expression on the man’s face immediately transformed from that of confidence to fright. “B-blackwood?” He stammered before falling to his knees. “I had no i-idea you were with her sir, please forgive me.”“Get out before I do something despicable.” Alexander briefly speaks, wiping the dirt on his hand with his silky handkerchief.The three men all nodded hastily before quickly scurrying away like frightened rabbits and it made me wonder, why was everyone so afraid of Alexander? Even in my past life, everyone including the Winston's were terrified of him, I mean looking at him you'd instantly know he's not someone to be messed with, but that alone couldn't be the reason why everyone was so scared, right?I push that thought aside and instead force a small smile at him. “Thank you.”“I did that for the baby, not you.” Alexander responds, his eyes still on the hand he was wiping and I dismissively click my tongue.So rude.Soon enough, as if luck wasn't on our side, rain began to p
The old lady placed a gentle hand on her grandson's shoulder, her expression soothing. "That's all in the past, now let's get back to our dinner."Lionel's face twisted in frustration. “How can you be so calm grandma? He's the one who made you loose your shop!”The old lady smiled faintly. "Even if we bring it up dear, what will be done? Will it change anything? or do you believe we could win a court case against Mr. Blackwood?"Lionel's scowl deepened, but he did not say anything else, his fists just quietly clenched by his sides.~AubreyMy attention soon shifted to little Kiya, who excitedly skipped towards me with her doll. "This is Victoria, but I call her Pink Vickie!"I smiled, taking the doll from her. "Pink Vickie? But what's the 'Pink' for?" Kiya giggled, her eyes sparkling. "It's because her hair is pink!"I mouthed an 'O' and smiled. "I see."Just then, Alexander's deep voice cut through the warmth. "Drop the kid and go to bed, you're already carrying one in your tummy, is
The nurse?She was a.. spy?Alexander had planted her as a spy?Conner's whispered words hung in the air, and I stand stiff for a while, unaware of how to react. No wonder he had shut me out twice when I was about to ask him to fake the DNA results.He already suspected the nurse.I nod. "I had no idea, I'll be careful next time."Conner straightened his back with a smile. “There will be no next time Mrs. Blackwood. My business with you is finished. All I await now is a positive response about my charity event."I nod curtly, trying to process everything. For Alexander to actually plant a spy.. does it mean he still does not believe my lie?"Of course." I respon to Conner's statement, my voice flat.As I exited the hospital, the bright sunlight that enveloped me was a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing inside me. I walked to the car and entered the back seat, the silence between Alexander and I thick with tension.It seems we were not using the chopper to return..I dart my gaze ar
I took a deep breath and finally speak. "I have some conditions." Alexander arched a brow, his expression unreadable. "Conditions?"I nodded, my head held high. "Conditions that you will have to adhere to because of the child."Alexander's gaze lingered on me, he does not say anything but I still speak."Firstly, any event you attend from now onwards, you'll have to take me with you, as your wife.” I stated, my voice firm.Alexander's expression remained blank, but his eyes never left mine. I had no idea why he was neither responding nor giving away an expression, but nonthelesss, I continued."Secondly, at any public events, you'll have to pretend to love and cherish me, get me gifts, be soft, and introduce me to your friends and their wives.”"What for?" He finally speaks.I furrowed my brows. "Huh?"Alexander tilted his head and walked closer, leaving little to no gap between us. I gulp and he spoke. "Why are you listing these?""I.. I want to fix our relationship." I lie."I am mo
Aubrey's POVI stood frozen, gazing at the ruined dress on the bed, the fabric shredded beyond repair. Layla's concerned voice soon broke the silence."Ma'am, what should we do?"I raised a hand, my eyes still fixed on the dress. "Give me a moment Layla."Layla nodded and quietly exited the room, leaving me alone. For a few moments, I simply stared at the dress and a small laugh escaped my lips. I should have anticipated this.Georgina thought she'd ruined my day, but she underestimated me.I walked towards the drawer and pulled out a white silk dress. The fabric shimmered in the light, its delicate embroidery showcasing simple elegance. The dress was indeed a masterpiece, sleeveless, with a subtle V-neckline and a delicate silver clasp at the back, little tiny pearls adorned the hem, adding a touch of sophistication.I had bought this spare dress, knowing that Georgina would retaliate after the event that happened with Rebecca at the store. Little did they know, I was once step ahea
Aubrey’s POVI sat on the vanity chair, gazing at my untidy hair in the mirror. Layla had informed me earlier that Alexander had left the house, dressed in a dark suit. I knew where he was headed–the burial. I sighed, knowing he'd purposely gone alone.Taking a deep breath, I turned my attention to the hairdresser, who stood patiently behind me. "What can you do with this mess?" I asked, gesturing to my hair that resembled that of an eagle's nest.Madame Dupont's eyes sparkled. "I can create a subtle yet stunning design, Mrs Blackwood. A braided updo with delicate twists, perfect for the occasion, it'll still be pretty yet not so outward."I nodded, satisfied by the idea. "And how long will it take?""Approximately 25-30 minutes ma'm."And indeed, within the mentioned time, Madame Dupont transformed my hair into a masterpiece. I gazed at my reflection, admiring the design."Beautiful.” I said, smiling curtly.Madame Dupont bowed respectfully. "Thank you ma'am."As she exited, Layla en
Aubrey's POVI narrowed my eyes, my cheeks flushing with annoyance. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" I said, my voice laced with sarcasm.Alexander's expression remained stoic, but a hint of amusement danced in his eyes. "Immensely."I feigned a sweet smile, trying to conceal my irritation. "Good because this is just the beginning."I adjusted myself on the picnic mat, arranging my dress around me. Alexander's gaze followed my movements, his eyes lingering on my legs. I felt a shiver run down my spine, but I refused to acknowledge it.Jarred soon handed Alexander a glass of lemonade, which he accepted without breaking eye contact with me.I began to serve the food, serving the sandwiches and fruits, still, Alexander's eyes never left mine, his expression, indifferent.As I bit on my sandwich, a group of noisy children ran past, chasing each other. Alexander's gaze flickered towards them, and for a moment, I saw a glimmer of something else-perhaps longing for one of his. My heart so
Aubrey's POV I stood frozen, my mind a big mess from the sudden kiss. Alexander's eyes locked onto mine, I'm about to speak but his next words render me speechless."You didn't like it?" He asked, his voice low and husky.I opened my mouth to respond, but words failed me, instead, I settled for a weak retort, my hands unintentionally fumbling with the hem of my top. "You're drunk."Alexander furrowed his brow and then slightly tilted his head. "I'm not drunk."The pungent smell of alcohol and cigarettes waft off him, making my stomach turn. "You reek of it." I countered.He shrugged. "I drank, doesn't mean I'm drunk."I bit the inside of my cheek, my palms curling into fists, his nonchalance infuriated me."By the way." I said, changing the subject. "I planned a picnic for us today."Alexander raised an eyebrow. "You want us to go for a picnic in the middle of the night?"I casually shrugged. "I'm not against the idea, but that was not what I meant. I was saying I had planned for it
Author's Note: [Sorry for the delay guys! I was taken off guard by a sudden cold, had to get myself together, enjoy ^^]~~Aubrey's' POVElise's eyes locked onto mine. "I don't have an appetite, ma'am." She replied, her voice a little shaky.I arched a brow, a sly smile appearing by the corner of my lip."What's wrong Elise? don't you trust Layla's cooking?" I leaned in, fluttering my lashes but my smile, which couldn't even be referred to as one, revealed my true expression.If she had tried to hide her emotions when Layla was about to bring the dish, I would have never suspected that she may have placed something in the meal, unfortunately, she was bad at controlling her expressions.Elise's eyes snapped back to mine, her expression guarded. "No. I'll have a taste.” She replied, her voice strained.I smiled sweetly, my eyes never leaving hers. "Good then, take a spoon." I nudged my head towards the spoon in the bowl before relaxing into the chair.Elise's hesitation was palpable, he
Georgina's eyes widened in fake surprise. "Aubrey, you're the one who stole the ring? How could you? And to think a thief is actually related to us."“I knew she'd only cause trouble if we brought her along.” Janet chimed in, her voice full with disdain."Gina, better tell this stealing whore to return my sister's ring!" Danielle added, her tone venomous. I arched a brow, my expression unwavering. A small, mocking smile played on my lips, but it didn't reach my eyes. "Rachael, your ring went missing all of a sudden, and the first thing you suspect is someone stealing it? Isn't that quite odd?" I asked, my voice laced with amusement. "I mean, it could have fallen off in the dressing room for all we know."The room fell silent, and the staffs and customers began to murmur, they seemed to agree with my logical assessment.Rachael's face reddened, her fists clenched. "Are you saying I'm lying?"I smiled sweetly. "Another bold assumption you've made, Rachael."Georgina soon intervened. "
I rolled my eyes as the honking of the car outside grew louder, time to face Georgina and her cohorts. I took a deep breath, pasted on a fake smile, and walked out of the house. Georgina wound down the window, flashing me a saccharine grin. "Good afternoon dear. You look.. interesting." Her gaze swept over my outfit, her eyes lingering on my clothes. I raised an eyebrow, sensing the criticism. "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" "Oh, nothing nothing." Georgina chimed, waving her hand dismissively. "You just look a bit.. underdressed." Her words, unlike before didn't move a hair on my skin, but once I saw the friends she had mentioned situated in the car seat, I clenched my fists, memories of my past life flooding back. The two sisters, Rachel and Danielle, had tormented me, belittled me, and made me feel worthless. It's unfortunate I won't get to repay both back for their generous deeds as Aubrey. "Hey ladies." I said, my gaze lingering on their faces. "It's nice meeting you."
~Aubrey The Next Morning.. I woke up to an empty bed, Alexander's side of the bed cold. The words he had uttered yesterday night suddenly popped up in my head and my cheeks flush red in anger. That b^stard! How could he have said such a thing with a straight face? I rest my face in my palms, angrier at myself for not doing anything and just facing the opposite direction instead. Finally done drenching myself in my embarrassment, I walk towards my room and take a quick shower. Done, I walk out just to hear Victoria's phone, lying on the dresser, buzz. As I picked it up, I couldn't help but notice that the caller ID’s name had been saved as "Witch" The name making me raise an eyebrow. Who could this be? Nonetheless, I answered and Georgina's voice resounded from the other end of the line. "Victoria?” I immediately burst out laughing, understanding why Victoria had saved the number that way. Georgina arched a brow in displeasure. "Why are you laughing?" I try to stifle my laugh
"As your wife, shouldn't I share the same room with you and even bed?" I asked with a pout. "I'm not happy sleeping without my hubby, so I'm moving in."The dining room instantly fell silent, the air thickening and the warmth from the candles replaced by an icy chill. Alexander's aura turned indescribably suffocating, his eyes narrowed, piercing me with a glare that sent shivers down my spine.He took some steps towards me, his long legs eating up the distance. His towering figure soon loomed over me, but I stood my ground despite my racing heart."Thank the universe you have that child implanted in you.” He spoke slowly, his tone chilling. "Or else I would have ripped your head out from your body."My throat turned dry, fear gripping me. I knew he meant every word but I refused to back down. I summoned a smile, forcing a hint of amusement into my voice."I see.. I thank the heavens I'm pregnant then.” I said, meeting his gaze. "I get to keep my head."Alexander's expression didn't ch