All Chapters of The Pretend Wife: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Cassandra's POVLooking at our honeymoon pictures, I couldn't help but smile. Time had flown by so quickly, and it was hard to believe that two years had already passed. I could still recall every detail of that magical time as if it had just happened yesterday. I was incredibly nervous on our first night together, but Jasper was incredibly gentle and caring. He was more concerned with my comfort than his own desires. I remembered how we had cuddled up together, with just a bed sheet covering us, our limbs entwined, and my head nestled against his chest. It felt like I had found my true home in Jasper's arms.Later that night, he had been so considerate, filling up a bathtub with warm water for me. I felt a little sore down there, but he sprinkled a bit of salt in the water and carefully lifted me into the tub. The relief was instant, and I felt so much better. As I leaned back, he massaged my back while I rested my head against his chest. We spent our honeymoon exploring the beautifu

Cassandra’s POVSeven years have passed, and I couldn't be happier with how my life has turned out. I have a loving husband, Jasper, and we are blessed with adorable twins. Alex and Kenny, have relocated to Florida, and Jane, my best friend, has also found her happily ever after with her husband and their lovely toddler daughter. Her fashion business has become a roaring success, and I couldn't be more proud of her.Although being a mother of two has been challenging, Jasper has been an absolute rock, offering unwavering support and love every step of the way. However, one fateful day, everything changed. As I drove home after a long day at work, excited to spend time with my family, my world came crashing down. The devil had knocked on my door, bringing back memories of when my ex-boyfriend Brian had cheated on me years ago before Jasper came into my life. It was like a cruel déjà vu, with everything playing out in the same heart-wrenching way.As soon as I arrived home, my heart was

As I entered the empty ladies' room, I realized there was no rush for me to return to the table where my fruends are seated. Taking advantage of the moment, I decided to touch up my makeup. Glancing at my reflection in the mirror, I saw my round face looking back at me. Throughout my life, people had always described me as "cute" because of my full cheeks, Barbie-like eyes, small nose, and pouty lips, all complementing my petite 5ft 4inches frame.Suddenly, someone enters the restroom. Glancing up at the mirror, I flash a friendly smile at the woman who caught my attention. Returning the gesture, she utters a simple "Hi" before disappearing into one of the vacant toilet stalls behind me. Taking a moment to touch up my appearance, I lightly powder my face and delicately apply a thin layer of lip-gloss. Finally satisfied, I step out of the restroom and proceed towards the lobby that leads to the restaurant area.As I navigate my way through the room, my eyes catch sight of a man approac

This week has been rather slow for my business, but today appears to be turning things around as I unexpectedly received an order that will make up for all the lost revenue since the beginning of the month. Celene , one of my workers, entered my office a few moments ago to inform me that I am required to attend to a customer who just placed an order for more than half of our entire stock.As soon as Tina left my office, I couldn't contain my excitement and swiftly jumped out of my chair, heading straight into the small bathroom attached to my office. I wanted to ensure that my hair and makeup were in perfect order so that I would look presentable when meeting our incredibly generous customer.Celene’s eyes sparkled with anticipation as she shared the news about what was happening in the store, but that was to be expected. It's not every day that someone walks into our store and practically clears our shelves of everything.My business initially began as a personal hobby. After i dropp

Since it's Friday night, I decided to extend the girls' bedtime and have them join me for a late-night comedy movie. It has become a cherished tradition for our family, except for when their dad has prior engagements.As we settled in to watch the movie, my focus shifted when I heard the familiar sound of a message notification on my phone. Although the number was unfamiliar, the content instantly revealed the sender's identity."Hello, Cassandra . Would you like me to pick you up around noon tomorrow for lunch at Circa? Or is there another restaurant you'd prefer? -EN."A smile formed on my face as I swiftly composed a reply. "I won't inquire about how you obtained my contact details or my home address, but I must admit it's giving off a rather unsettling vibe. Circa works for me. I'll be at my store."I send the text, desperately trying to divert my attention to the source of my girls' uproarious laughter. Despite my efforts, I find myself unable to fully engage with the movie playi