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Two fake identities: Not his true bride Seventy six
**MORGAN'S POV**When Eve appeared from the bedroom, I picked up the bouquet of flowers I had bought and presented them to her. I had been quite straightforward with my selection—red roses."For you," I said, holding the bouquet out to her. She met my gaze before looking down at the flowers."You didn't—""Yes, I did," I interrupted her, knowing what she was going to say. "I wanted to. A man can get his beautiful wife flowers whenever he feels like, right?"A shy smile graced her lips as she took the flowers. "Thank you." She held them to her nose. "They are beautiful. And they smell great."I tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Like you."She chuckled. "You're such a sweet talker.""It's all true," I said. Reaching into the gift bag, I produced the box of chocolates. "I hope you'll like these too."Her eyes widened in delight at the sight of the box. "Oh, thank you!"I noted somewhere in my brain that she was a fan of dark chocolate. Finally, I produced the wine. "Let'
Two fake identities: Not his true bride Seventy seven
EVE'S POVWhen I woke up the next morning, Morgan was still next to me. His body was curled up against my back, and I relished the feel of his firm masculine body.My eyes fluttered open. The light filtering through the curtains showed it was morning, but the sun wasn't quite up yet, which was good, because I needed to get to work as early as possible to catch up with some of the work I missed the previous day.But first, I wanted a few more minutes in Morgan's arms. I wanted to turn around and face him, watch him sleep, but I didn't want to rouse him. So, I settled for lying there and listening to his breathing. One of his arms was thrown over my waist loosely. I thought it was amazing that he hadn't let go of me throughout the night. We must both have had a restful night.I blushed as I recalled the previous night. We had ended up wasting two glasses of perfectly good wine because we had been so eager to get each other naked. My own response to him had shocked me. I had wanted to h
Two fake identities: Not his true bride Seventy eight
**EVE'S POV**When I got to work later, I sat down at my desk and sent a short straightforward message to my father. I wasn't asking him for permission or his opinion. I simply wanted to give him a heads up that soon, Morgan would be aware of our scheme. A part of me felt like I was being unfilial, especially because Jeffery and Morgana had adopted me from the orphanage and raised me in their own home.Morgana and Cindy might not treat me like family, but at least Jeffery did his best. It was for his sake that a part of me felt awful about revealing their secret. But I couldn't keep allowing them to use me for their benefit while deceiving another innocent person in the process. I felt that even if they had kept their promise, I wouldn't have been able to keep deceiving Morgan any longer. Not with the way things had turned out to be.After sending the message, I put my phone aside and turned on my computer. Alice appeared at my desk then. "Oh my God, girl. I heard that you were sick
Two fake identities: Not his true bride Seventy nine
Morgan's POVI had no idea what to think as I made my way into the hospital Eve had mentioned in her text.A family member in critical condition? She had never mentioned anything about anyone close to her being in the hospital to me. Was it an accident?When I got to the reception, I realized I didn't know who the patient was, so I couldn't ask for directions. I brought out my phone and called her. She did not pick up. When I tried a second time, it went unanswered.I wondered whether she was refusing to pick up because I was calling as Morgan. I used the number that she associated with Sylvester to call a third time. She didn't pick up.Realizing I would have to scour the hospital for her, I made my way to the emergency wing. She was not there, so I got on the elevator and onto the first floor. I opened doors, looked through windows, perused wards, but she was nowhere.As I made my way to the elevator to go higher, I tried calling her again. It went unanswered. By the time I got to t
Two fake identities: Not his true bride Eighty
MORGAN'S POVBy the time night fell, I thought I might go crazy. I had hoped to catch up with Eve outside the hospital once I left Cindy behind. But she had been nowhere to be seen, and her phone was turned off. Hours later, I still had no idea where she was. I had checked everywhere I could think of—the office, our apartment, her parents' house, but al yo no avail.Wherever she was?, I had to find her. If I had to search all night, so be it. I was sitting in my car with her diamond ring in my hand when I received a call from Henry. I had instructed him to remain outside our apartment building and watch it in case Eve came back. Meanwhile, I had been driving around the city, hoping to catch a glimpse of her on the streets. I answered the call quickly, knowing Henry wouldn’t call unless there was something to report. “Yes?”“She just went up to the apartment,” Henry told me.“Stay put,” I instructed, starting the car. “I’m on my way. If she leaves before I get there, follow her. Do
Two fake identities: Not his true bride Eighty one
EVE'S POV I gave Daniel a worried look. "I wanted to get to Hillside.""You can't make it, not tonight. You should be indoors, Eve. Where do you live? I can take you back quickly before I go home."I swallowed and bit my lip. I didn’t have a place to go anymore. The wind blew stronger, and a wave of rain reached us in the back of the shelter. Daniel shook his head and reached for my suitcase. "Get in the car."I watched as he took my luggage to the back of the car and then opened the passenger door for me. The rain beat down on him as he waited for me to hurry over.I ducked into the car, and he shut the door after me, then went around to the driver’s side.The sudden change in temperature was a relief. The inside of the car was warm, a lot better than being out in the cold.As soon as Daniel sat down in the driver's seat, he shrugged off his coat and reached over to place it around my shoulders. I tried to reject the offer, but he insisted."I don't want you catching a cold. What
Two fake identities: Not his true bride Eighty two
EVE'S POV The next morning, Daniel and I sat down to have breakfast together. I asked him if it would be okay to leave my luggage at his place while I took care of some matters during the day.He told me I could stay as long as I wanted, but I insisted that I wouldn’t be a burden."Just don’t shy away from asking me if you need anything. You can count on me, Eve."I nodded and gave him a grateful smile. "Thank you, Daniel. I don’t know how I’ll ever repay your kindness.""I would do anything for you," he said, staring straight into my eyes.I remembered when Morgan had warned me that Daniel wanted to sleep with me. I had always thought that his interest in me had ended in college, but there was no mistaking the look in his eyes. Granted, it wasn’t a bad kind of look. Morgan had made it sound as if Daniel’s only interest in me was getting me to bed, but that wasn’t the kind of longing I saw in his eyes. This one was pure, sincere.From his actions and words, I knew he deeply cared fo
Two fake identities: Not his true bride Eighty three
Dickson's POVAfter the call, I left the hospital and headed for the company. Juliet had gotten back to me and reported that Eve was waiting for me. When I arrived at the office, I found her at the reception.She stood up when she saw me, gave me a hesitant look, probably because I looked worn out, having not had time to freshen up, and then said, "Good morning, sir. My director said that you wanted to see me."I nodded, noting her subdued demeanor. Approaching her, I said, "I heard that you want to resign."Her eyes widened in surprise, and she nodded. "Yes."I sighed and combed my fingers through my hair. "Look, I don't know what happened when you talked things over with Morgan, but he needs you right now."Eve's face creased into a frown. "What? You know Morgan?"I paused, now thoroughly confused. If she already knew that Morgan was also Sylvester Edwards, then surely she would make the connection? Unless...Unless she didn't know?Had Morgan not gotten around to telling her t
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