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The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 23
Author's POV.I don't normally do this, but I decided to try it out for a change. Enjoy! Wink, wink.The sun struggled to break through the dark clouds that had been gathering since dawn. Isabella woke up to the sound of heavy raindrops pounding against her window. She sighed, knowing it was going to be a long day.In the kitchen, Holly was already bustling about, preparing breakfast. The smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, mingling with the scent of pancakes and bacon.Isabella wandered into the kitchen, ecstatic and still in her pajamas. She found Holly flipping pancakes, humming her usual tune. "Morning, Holly. How are you?” she asked, stifling a yawn.“Morning Hannah. I've been better. I'm still a little sore. I don't think I've had to walk around so much. I needed the exercise.” She laughed heartily.“That's actually great to hear.” Isabella smiled mischievously. “At least now, you'll be more active at home.”“Oh dear me.” “I'm kidding.” Isabella giggled. “So, anythi
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MAXWELL'S POV I had to have been hypnotized.That's the only way to explain my behavior yesterday. I never liked camaraderie. I hate it with so much passion it makes me sick to my stomach.So what the hell was that?Maybe it was the fact that I was stuck with them in the house for the entirety of the time, and had no choice. No, I had a choice. I had many of them. Or maybe it was the subtle yet warm threat Holly had given me when I left them and went upstairs. Threat? No one threatens Maxwell Jones.Which pulled my mind back to the idiot who called me earlier. I mean, who the fuck was that? The voice over the phone was heavily distorted, and every tech guy I knew told me that the call couldn't be traced.They had their tracks covered. And well.“Come downstairs, or you'll have to answer to your mother.” Holly said, crossing her arms and peering at me with her old lady eyes. I had left her and Hannah in the living room, because I simply couldn't stand it. Why should I be forced?Women
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ISABELLA'S POV Last night seemed…good.Not too good, as in I was really happy with it, more like I was content. I half expected him to behave the way he did when he left the living room initially, but when Holly pulled him back down, I was surprised.Maxwell didn't seem like the kind of guy who could be controlled, contained. I saw him as this reserved, cold and indifferent person, who didn't care properly about people's feelings. He preferred to do things his own way, and when they don't go like that, he makes people suffer. Which was exactly what he was doing to me.I was even more surprised when he tried guessing my mime movements during charades. I had gotten so excited. He had made his best effort at drawing a cat, and it was adorable. It felt like I was 10 again, and hope was my watchword. Maybe Maxwell could finally change for the better. He was human, at least.I couldn't sleep throughout the night, so I decided to go watch a horror movie instead. They always had a way of put
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ISABELLA'S POV Pierce got up and moved towards my desk. “I've known Hannah since we were kids. She's quiet, but cunning. Sometimes I'm afraid of her wit.” She started, running her hands over my sketch supplies. She picked up a pencil, examining the sharpened end.“She also knows how to take perfect advantage of situations. And apparently, you do too.” She added, walking back towards the bed. She motioned for me to sit. I quietly walked over and sat on the bed, my weight forcing the mattress inside a bit.“How come I haven't seen you around here yet?” I asked, genuinely curious. I had met Korra, although that was out of coincidence, but I'm certain that if Pierce was around here, she would have at least shown herself once or twice.I've been here almost three weeks already.“I don't work in the house. I'm part of the security team. Maxwell has an entire network of security cameras all over the estate. I'm part of the people that survey and report any abnormalities to him.” She said in
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ISABELLA'S POV I ran upstairs, my blood boiling. I didn't know what I would say, but I knew I had to say something. He had Holly, or he knew where she was. Korra probably didn't go straight to the point because of the cameras, and I thanked her for that. My pace had slowed drastically by the time I was a few feet away from his office. I exhaled, and arranged my thoughts. I knocked softly.As usual, no response.I knocked again, a little more impatient. “Who's there?” His deep, husky voice landed in my ears. My voice caught in my throat, but I forced it out.“It's Hannah.”I heard the shuffling of footsteps against the carpet. I cleaned my sweaty palms on my dress. Why was I nervous all of a sudden?The door swung open almost immediately, and Maxwell stood, towering. He was shirtless, only wearing sweatpants. His hair looked like he had just gotten out of the shower, water dripping down in slow, calculated drops. He had his usual smirk plastered on his face, but this time, it didn't
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MAXWELL'S POV Hannah stood in front of me, trembling. I don't even know why I cared. Actually I did, she was my wife.'My?'. The possessive adjective was very clear. I had thrown out the tape earlier, but each time I thought of it, my blood boiled. I thought Maybe, just maybe I wouldn't have given half a shit if it was someone I didn't know, but I knew Damien. I knew him. And I knew his stupid shady ways. He had successfully climbed the ladder of finance, but almost everyone in the line knew it wasn't clean money. I couldn't tell what sort of history he had with Hannah, but whatever it was, he would use it against me if he had the chance. He was bad news, bad news I didn't want anywhere near my life.I doubt he even knew she was my wife.“Well?” I asked after she had watched the tape. I had seen the blood drain from her face, and it only added to my anger. Damien must have known her pretty well to buy her a $5000 dollar dress.It wasn't even the dress that mattered. It was the fact
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ISABELLA'S POV So he actually did it. That son of a …..I took a deep breath. Relax Isa… You're doing this for mom, remember? Relax… you can get through this without having a total emotional breakdown. Come on.He fired Holly. The only person who actually treated me like a human. He took her away from me and acted like it was nothing. I plopped down on my bed and let my tears out. I had been holding back in front of him, because I didn't want him to see me as weak. I didn't want him to trample upon my sorrow again. I dozed off into a deep, deep sleep, trying to forget about this cruel and cursed world. The sound of my stomach crying for food woke me up with a start. I brushed my hair out of my face and stretched, trying to recall what happened before I slept. I glanced outside the window. It was drizzling slightly, and the rain had soaked my sketchbook along with the other materials on the desk. No more sitting close to the windows again I guess.I groaned and laid back down on the
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ISABELLA'S POV I exhaled, dropping the call and pulling my food out of the microwave. I hadn't heard from Hannah in weeks, and she just called to schedule a meeting. How nice. I contemplated whether to eat here or join Maxwell on the dining table.The latter decision won.I walked slowly into the room, to find that the bowl of noodles I kept for Maxwell was already half empty. He had noodle sauce all over his lips, and his eyes were wide with satisfaction. Something fluttered against my heart. The corners of my lips crept up, but I realized myself almost immediately and smashed them straight down again. It's either he was too hungry, or my cooking was splendid. When it came to Maxwell, I didn't know what to choose.I sat quietly in front of him and began slurping my noodles. I made it in soup form so it was easier. Maxwell took occasional glances at me, before refocusing on his laptop.“Is there a problem?” I asked when I couldn't take the stares anymore. It was bad enough that I dec
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