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The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 88
ISABELLA'S POV The morning was even colder.I lay, half awake on the ground, the cold tiles searing into my skin, despite the numbness. Maxwell didn't come home last night. I heard a soft knock at around 2am, but I opened the doors to a white envelope on the floor. I picked it up, disappointed, and went back to sleep in the living room.Holly had even noticed the tension in the air. She was making breakfast, the sounds of bacon sizzling in the pan and the occasional platter of pots and spoons permeating my senses. Only for a brief moment. I would soon remember my situation in a bit.“Hannah. You've been there all night. Get yourself together.” Holly whispered, kneeling close to my body. I hugged my knees, my face in between. My eyes were red and bloodshot from all the crying, and I had a terrible headache.Maxwell really left me.“He's gone Holly. What do I do? I thought we were getting somewhere.” I said, though my voice had no emotion. My expression was blank, laced with fear and
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 89
MAXWELL'S POV Insanity.That's what whatever this was, was. I had been trapped in a room, probably on the outskirts of town, in an abandoned building, for almost two days. My head was covered with a scarf, and I was tied to a chair with my hands held bound behind my back. I made a terrible mistake in the car that night, and when I realized the bastard in my car had placed chloroform on my nose, I had already inhaled a little too much of it.I woke up a few hours later to the sound of shuffling of feet, and before I could get a good visual on who it was, my face was covered. I couldn't reach my phone. I couldn't reach the gun in my back pocket. I couldn't reach the fucking itch on the back of my thigh.For two days.I yelled again. “Get me out of here! Who the fuck are you? This isn't funny!” But it was no use. I was panicking now, and I needed to get a hold of myself. My mind drifted to Hannah. She would have tried to reach me throughout yesterday, and even today. I had no way of rea
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 90
ISABELLA'S POV I stood, my gaze fixated on the black Mercedes parked in the yard. Sweet relief flooded my veins, soon replaced by hurt and anger as reality came crashing. He was home. And so fucking what? He probably wouldn't even pay attention to me now that he had his ‘other woman'. Why did what I thought matter? I steeled the rage going on in my heart.I sighed, and began walking towards the house. I raised my hand to turn open the doorknob, only to be engulfed by a familiar musky scent, and a deep growl I knew all too well. “Hannah….” His voice flowed into my ears, momentarily stunning my senses. I was always lost with him, both in the good and bad way. But he sounded so….normal. Of course he did. He probably didn't know that I knew what he was up to. Well then, why don't we keep it that way? I thought.I glanced up at him, those grey eyes piercing deeply into my soul. My pulse overpowered the sound of my heart shattering inside my chest, but I tried my best to remain calm. On
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 91
HANNAH'S POV “You have to be fucking kidding me.” I muttered, running my hands through my hair. Henry sat opposite me, taking a long drag from the weed stick in his hands and dropping it in the ash tray on the table. “Why did you have to do that?”“Why did I have to do what Hannah? I was desperate okay? I'm fucking tired of waiting.” He said through gritted teeth. I slammed my hands on the table and got up in a rage. “You're absolutely insane. If you kill him, this will all be for nothing.” I tried so hard to keep my voice steady, but the rage inside me made my vocal chords quiver.“What's it to you if he dies?” Henry retorted, a smug look on his face. My eyebrows shot up, as if understanding what he meant.“I don't want to go to jail. And I know you don't either.” I said, folding my arms. He simply cocked his head, smirking. I took a deep breath, my fingers folding into fists by my side.I was waiting for Maxwell at the Sunset Bar at around 9pm, (I know I was late) when I noticed s
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 92
ISABELLA'S POV I stood outside the mansion, as the security personnel pulled my luggage out of the house and into the car. I had packed quite a few things. 5 suitcases isn't a few, Isabella. My inner mind judged. But in my defense, I was going for a fashion event. I needed to be prepared. I was still reeling over the fact that Maxwell agreed, in his early morning groggy state that I could go for the event, but he was adamant about me going with enough bodyguards and taking his private jet.Yes, Maxwell had a private jet.To be honest, I hadn't expected such from him. But I was squealing with joy as I ran downstairs to tell Holly, and all she could say was, “Well, he's expecting his thank you gift when you return.” My cheeks reddened for a split second, until I remembered what I had seen in those pictures. I mean, who knows what they had done for two entire days?But then again, who did send me those pictures? What did the person want? And why did I feel so freaking uneasy about all
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 93
ISABELLA'S POV I froze.“You love me?” I whispered before I could stop myself. His lips were smeared with my lipstick, and his heavy lidded eyes that were filled with affection made him such an alluring sight. “Yes, Hannah. I fucking love you. I didn't know how to say it before but..” he cupped my face, brushing his lips against mine. “I love you. And I'm sorry for how I've been hurting you over the past few months. Like you said, maybe there was more to you than what I wanted to see. I'll make it up. I promise.”Fuck. A whirlwind of thoughts went on a rampage inside my brain. But one truth stood out from all of them. I loved Maxwell. Yes, I did. And he was right. There was a lot more to him that I wasn't seeing, or rather, that he refused to show me. I had gained his trust, and now, his heart. I'm a lucky woman, aren't I?I smiled, a slight mist forming in my eyes, and I leaned in, grabbing his lips with mine. I tugged on his lower lip, sucking and biting, running my tongue over
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 94
MAXWELL'S POVI stepped off the plane, the warmth of the afternoon air pressing against my skin, but it didn’t do much to shake the cold sense of unease growing inside me. Hannah was safe. That’s all that mattered. But the moment she was out of sight, my thoughts snapped back to reality, and I couldn’t push down the sinking feeling that was building up in my gut, traveling through my veins and smashing straight into my heart. Oh, I should have know that something was coming for me, something I should’ve seen sooner. How was I so fucking daft?I pulled out my phone, scrolling through the contacts before landing on Keiran’s name. He picked up after the first ring.“Maxwell. You disappeared for a few days. What the hell happened?” Keiran’s voice had that familiar bite of suspicion. He didn’t waste time on pleasantries, not when he was worried. First time he actually behaved like a normal person and went straight to the fucking point.I inhaled, keeping my tone steady. “Henry,” I star
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 95
MAXWELL'S POV The Jones mansion loomed ahead like a forgotten relic from a different era. Massive stone walls, weathered by time, rose up into the night sky, wrapped in ivy and shadows. The gates swung open with a slow, deliberate creak, and as the car rolled up the cobblestone driveway, I caught sight of the sprawling grounds. Neatly trimmed hedges lined the path, while marble fountains sparkled under the dim lights, their water flowing in perfect harmony.I hadn't been here in 3 years.Even in the darkness, the mansion was a beacon of wealth and power, but to me, it felt more like a fortress….cold and distant, just like the people who lived inside. The tall windows, draped by heavy curtains, were lit from inside, casting long shadows across the perfectly manicured lawn. A reminder of the secrets this place held, secrets I was determined to uncover tonight.I stepped out of the car, my shoes crunching against the gravel, and headed toward the large oak doors. My heart was pounding i
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The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Epilogue
Epilogue The sun streamed through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across the room. I stood at the window, staring out at the city skyline. It had been weeks since the chaos with Hannah, but the memories still lingered, fresh as if they had just happened yesterday.Maxwell was still recovering from the shock of that night. He had been discharged from the hospital after a couple of days, but the emotional wounds cut deeper than the physical ones. We had been through so much, and now, as I turned and glanced at him resting on the couch, my heart ached for him—for us."Isabella," his voice broke through my thoughts.I walked over to him, sitting down on the edge of the couch. "Yes?"He gave me a soft smile, but I could see the concern in his eyes. "You’ve been quiet all morning. What’s on your mind?"I hesitated, unsure of how to say what I needed to. We had been through so much already, and I didn't know how this news would affect him, especially after everything with Hannah.
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 113
HANNAH'S POV The sound of sirens filled the air, a cacophony of chaos that made my heart race. This was not how I envisioned this day going. I had finally outsmarted Isabella, and yet here I was, standing frozen in shock after pulling the trigger.“Maxwell, wake up!” Isabella’s frantic voice cut through my thoughts, and a wave of confusion crashed over me. I had shot him—this wasn’t supposed to happen. The plan was simple: frame Isabella, make Maxwell see her for the manipulative liar she was, and then take what was rightfully mine.But now, as I watched him on the floor, the realization struck me. I had just thrown my life away. Panic surged in me. What if he didn’t wake up? What if it was all over before it even began?“Why did you do this, Hannah?” I whispered to myself, my mind racing. I had been so consumed with jealousy and greed that I hadn’t thought of the consequences.And now, I was facing them head-on.As the sirens grew louder, I took a step back, still holding the gun as
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 112
ISABELLA'S POV Is this what heartbreak felt like?The familiar ache in my chest twisted tighter with every step I took toward the living room. It had been two months already, but I couldn't just sit and watch Maxwell succumb to the slow poison that was Hannah. She had told me about her plan long ago, and I played it off as a bluff. But it was obvious now that she wasn't bluffing.I could sense Hannah’s smug satisfaction radiating through the air, a feeling that churned my stomach. Now that I was finally confronting her, everything felt surreal.When I entered the room, I found Hannah lounging on the couch, a casual smile plastered across her face, as if she hadn’t just orchestrated a web of deceit that ensnared all of us. “Oh, look who decided to join us,” she said, feigning surprise. “Isn’t this cozy?”“Cut the act, Hannah. I know what you’re planning,” I said, my voice steady, even as my heart raced. I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of seeing me falter.Her smile widened,
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 111
MAXWELL'S POV This was the difference between both women.Hannah was desperate, pathetic, and greedy, while Isabella—the name stung on my tongue—was the exact opposite.She was pure, kind-hearted, and fiery when needed. It was why I even loved her. How could she do this to me?The documents sat heavily in my lap, their contents a damning reminder of my father's corrupt dealings, the shady business transactions that could shatter the Jones Empire if anyone else got their hands on them. I could already envision the headlines: Jones Enterprise Falls from Grace. My reputation in the business world would be in tatters. I wouldn’t be ruined, per se, but it would be a blow I couldn’t afford.I sat with my arms crossed and my brows creased in thought. Something didn't feel right. My mind drifted back to the conversation I had with Hannah a few days earlier.“I can’t believe you let Isabella pretend to be you for so long,” I had said, disbelief painting my tone as Hannah laid out the truth. T
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 110
HANNAH'S POVIsabella was gone.Finally.I kept my face calm, neutral, as I watched her stumble out of the room, tears staining her cheeks, leaving Maxwell and me alone. But inside, I was gloating. She’d played her part beautifully, walked right into the trap I’d set. I almost wanted to thank her for making this so easy. Now, she was out of Maxwell’s life for good.For months, I had been watching, waiting for my chance to step back in, and now it had finally come. Maxwell had been so blind, so naive, thinking that someone like Isabella could ever be enough for him. Pretending to be me. How pathetic. She was a placeholder, nothing more. And now that her little charade was over, it was time for me to reclaim what was mine.I stood up slowly, glancing at Maxwell, who was still sitting, staring at the door where Isabella had disappeared. His face was expressionless, a mask of cold indifference. But I knew him better than that. He was hurting, shattered, betrayed. Good. Let him feel the pa
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 109
MAXWELL'S POV How was this happening?I sat there, watching her stumble through the door, her eyes widening with shock the second they landed on me. She froze, just like I knew she would. The sight of her standing there, guilt written all over her face, was a knife twisting in my chest. The woman I’d spent the last eight months with, the woman I thought I knew, had been lying to me all along. It was all a game—a lie.I shifted slightly in my chair, my gaze never leaving her. I wasn’t going to make this easy for her. She had played me for months, and now it was time for her to face the truth. Hannah sat beside me, her expression cold, detached—completely opposite from the woman who had come to me days ago and shattered my world.Hannah had told me everything.I remember the way my stomach had dropped when she first showed up, the way my heart had raced as she told me who Isabella really was. At first, I couldn’t believe it. There was no way. Isabella had been in my life for eight mont
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 108
ISABELLA'S POV No no no no no.How was this happening?The world spun around me, and my breath caught in my throat as I stood frozen at the entrance. Maxwell sat there, his back straight, his face perfectly blank, but the tension that rippled off him was suffocating. He didn't have to say anything for me to know—he was disappointed. Shattered.How could he not be? He knew everything.My eyes flicked to Hannah. She sat smug, her lips curling into a triumphant, wicked smile. She told him. She told him everything. My heart dropped, like a stone plunging into icy waters. I had been cornered, trapped. But why? Why had she ruined the deal? My mother’s freedom was on the line—why would she do this?I felt sick. The weight of Maxwell’s disappointment pressed against my chest like a vice, squeezing the air from my lungs. He must think I was a monster. A liar. A conniving, backstabbing traitor who had betrayed him, using his love to get what I wanted.“Maxwell...” I whispered, barely able t
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 107
ISABELLA'S POV The next morning, I woke up with a weight pressing down on my chest, heavier than the one I'd felt last night. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my own reflection as if I could find the answers hidden in the lines of my face. My mind was made up. I'd give Henry the documents. That way, my mother would finally be released from the bind Henry had on her. And then, afterward, I would tell Maxwell everything.Sounds good, right? I tried to convince myself as I brushed my hair, but the words echoed emptily inside my head. There was no good in any of this. Maxwell would find out, no matter what I did, and it would destroy him.I shook my head, forcing myself to focus. I couldn't afford to break down now. Not when I was so close to making sure my mom would be safe. After she was free, I could deal with the fallout. I could deal with Maxwell.I inhaled deeply, trying to steel myself for what lay ahead. A part of me was tempted to call him right now, to end it all be
The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret Chapter 106
ISABELLA.I leaned back against the chair, closing my eyes for a moment, trying to breathe through the pressure building in my chest. Each choice felt like a trap, pulling me deeper into a web of lies and manipulation that had no clear way out. I hated Henry for putting me in this position. I hated Maxwell for being so oblivious to what was happening around him. But most of all, I hated myself for letting it get this far. For not stopping it sooner.A part of me wondered if this was how it would always be—caught between two impossible choices, unable to do what was right because of the fear of losing everything. Maybe this was my punishment. Maybe this was what I deserved for being so blind for so long.I opened my eyes, staring at the phone again. If I called Maxwell now, it would all be over. The lies, the pretending. I could tell him everything, and he would take control. He was good at that—fixing things, handling problems. But what if I was the problem this time? What if my betra
