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Chapter 39: Shockwaves
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The Wife Swap Chapter 40: A part of the family
Ashley’s POVWhen we finally entered the room, the conversations came to an abrupt halt. Every eye turned to us, and the weight of their gazes was almost unbearable. I forced myself to stand tall, even as my heart threatened to burst out of my chest.Clearing my throat, I mustered up a small, apologetic smile. "I’m so sorry for disappearing like that," I began, trying to keep my voice steady. "It seems... it’s my time of the month, and it caught me off guard."I saw the understanding nods, the polite expressions that flickered across their faces. Except for Amarinth. She sat back in her chair, a sly smile playing on her lips, and then she snorted—a sharp, dismissive sound that cut through the tension like a knife."A shame," Amarinth said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I hope you aren't too disappointed by this, darling. Just try harder again next month."Her words hit me like a slap, and I had to fight to keep my composure. I knew she was trying to provoke me, to make me feel smal
The Wife Swap Chapter 41: Where is the real Ashton?
Ashley’s POVThe ride home was cloaked in an oppressive silence, more suffocating than I could have imagined. The tension between Andreas and me was palpable, like a heavy fog pressing down on us. The streets blurred past outside the car window, each streetlight casting shadows that seemed to echo the turmoil inside me.I kept stealing glances at Andreas, but he was fixed on the road, his expression unreadable. I couldn’t tell if he was brooding over the events of the evening or if he was merely lost in his thoughts. Either way, the silence was unbearable. My mind raced with the countless implications of what had happened.What would his reaction be when he discovered the truth? The woman he had kissed, the woman he had nearly slept with—it wasn’t his wife Ashton but me, her twin sister. The realization made my heart pound harder. Andreas had no idea that it was me in her place, living her life, pretending to be her. The guilt and shame I felt were almost overwhelming. How could I have
The Wife Swap Chapter 42: Intentional or not
Ashley’s POVSince I returned from Aspen and learned about the plane crash, my mind had been consumed by the thought of how I would reveal the truth to Andreas. The possibility that Ashton might be dead only intensified my anxiety. I had rehearsed what I would say, how I would explain everything, but standing here now, looking into his eyes filled with rage and betrayal, I realized that nothing could have truly prepared me for this moment.Andreas’s eyes bore into me, a storm of emotions swirling within them. His expression was one of pure accusation, and I could feel the weight of his anger pressing down on me. The enormity of what I had done seemed to close in on me, suffocating me with its gravity.I fidgeted nervously, my hands twisting together as I tried to gather my thoughts. The words that had seemed so clear in my mind now felt like they were tangled in a knot. I opened my mouth to speak, but no coherent words came out. I stumbled over my own thoughts, my voice catching as I t
The Wife Swap Chapter 43: The contract
Andreas scoffed, his frustration palpable. "I've never been so deceived in my life," he said, his voice dripping with contempt. "And honestly, I'm not surprised by any of this. I just got off the phone with someone from the airline. I had thought that you, Ashley—" he gestured towards me, his expression twisted with anger—"were the one who was in the crash. Even though you told me not to worry, I felt compelled to help, like a real husband would. Only to find out that my actual wife was scheduled to be one of the passengers on the flight, right around the same time you and I were in Aspen."My eyes widened in shock. "What? Is there any news about the survivors?" I asked, my voice trembling with urgency.Andreas shook his head, his frustration evident. "No, there isn't. They haven't confirmed if Ashton was on the flight. Isn't that convenient for both of you? For all I know, this could be some sort of ploy between the two of you. Maybe there's something more sinister at play here agains
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Ashley’s POV“Are you and Ashton really married for convenience?” I whispered into the silence that had descended in the room. As Andreas stood and disappeared into his closet, I felt a sinking dread wash over me. I turned to leave, convinced that he wasn’t coming back and had dismissed me from the conversation. The weight of our earlier exchange seemed to press down on me, making my thoughts swirl in confusion and regret.But just as I was about to step out, Andreas reappeared, holding a file. He walked over to me and extended it wordlessly. I took it from him with trembling hands, the heaviness of the situation making my palms sweat.Opening the file, I saw the document inside, and my heart nearly stopped. My eyes widened in shock as I took in the details. There, in bold letters, was the name of my sister, Ashton, prominently displayed on a marriage contract. The realization hit me like a tidal wave. Andreas’s earlier comment about the marriage being "on paper" suddenly made horrify
The Wife Swap Chapter 45: The husband’s secrets
Ashley’s POVLiv’s eyes were practically bulging out of her head, her expression a mix of shock and disbelief as she gripped the edge of her coffee mug tighter. “Wait, Ashley… you’re telling me that Ashton agreed to a contract marriage? With Andreas? You’re going to have to repeat that because I don’t think I’m hearing you right.”I sighed, running my hand through my hair as I slumped back into my chair. “Yes, Liv. That’s exactly what I’m saying. Ashton agreed to a contract marriage with Andreas, and now I’m stuck in the middle of it.”Liv blinked a few times, trying to process what I’d just said. I could see her brain working overtime to connect the dots, but even I wasn’t sure I fully understood it myself. Everything still felt surreal, like some sort of twisted nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.“Andreas?” Liv repeated, her voice going up an octave. “As in Andreas, Mr. Perfect, the guy who has women lining up just to get his attention? That Andreas?”“Yeah, that Andreas,” I muttered
The Wife Swap Chapter 46: The meeting
Ashley’s POV“I just wish Ashton had told me,” I said quietly, the weight of her absence settling over me like a heavy cloud. “I don’t know how to fix this without her.”Liv reached across the table and squeezed my hand. “We’ll figure it out, Ash. Whatever it is, we’ll get to the bottom of it. Starting with finding Ashton." I let out a long sigh, my fingers tracing the rim of my coffee cup. “I don’t know. I want to believe that Ashton’s okay, but I can’t ignore the fact that she’s put me in this situation again to clean up after her." My phone buzzed on the table, breaking the tense moment between us. I glanced down and saw Andreas’ name flashing on the screen. My stomach twisted as I opened the message.“Come to the company so we can discuss the contract.”I rolled my eyes and set the phone down, not even bothering to respond. The last thing I wanted was to see Andreas, especially after the way he talked to me last night. “I guess he’s ready to discuss the contract,” I said, my voi
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Ashley's POVI hadn’t seen Andreas before he left for work this morning, and now, taking in the sight of him, my mind betrayed me. Unwanted memories of that kiss in the music room crept in—the way his lips had caught me off guard, the heat that had surged through me against my will. I felt my face flush, and I immediately scolded myself. What am I doing? This man basically called me and Ashton gold diggers last night.Reminding myself of how much I disliked him, I squared my shoulders and for a moment, neither of us spoke. We just stared at each other, the air between us thick with tension. His piercing grey eyes seemed to search mine, and for a split second, I wondered if he was remembering the kiss too. But then his lips twitched into that infuriatingly calm, knowing smile, and whatever vulnerability might have been there was gone.“Please, have a seat,” he said smoothly, gesturing toward the plush chair in front of his desk.I hesitated for a moment, then crossed the room and sat do
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