All Chapters of The Wife Swap: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Ashley’s POVAs I hurried through the hallway, my heels clicking against the marble floor, relief washed over me. Veronica had agreed not to pull out of the gala. I couldn’t wait to get back to Andreas and share the good news. We had done it, or rather—I had done it. I had managed to hold my own against Veronica Hastings. The thought made me feel stronger than I had in weeks. I wondered what Ashton would think if she had seen me today. Would she be proud of me for holding my own, for standing strong like she always taught me when we were younger?Just as I rounded the corner, my pace quickened, but then I saw him—Adam. He looked like he was heading somewhere but paused at the sight of me and leaned casually against the wall, that ever-present smirk playing on his lips. I immediately straightened, slowing my steps, doing my best to mask the adrenaline and excitement coursing through me moments before.“Adam,” I greeted, forcing my voice to stay light, though my stomach twisted in discom

Ashley’s POVFor a moment, Andreas just stared at me, his expression unreadable. Then, slowly, the corners of his mouth lifted into a smile—a real smile, the kind that made his eyes light up."You did it," he said softly, almost to himself. "You actually did it."I nodded, feeling the weight of the moment finally lifting from my shoulders. “So, you don’t have to worry about Veronica pulling out of the gala,” I said, my words rushing out as the relief of the situation started to settle in. “But you’ll still need to reach out to her secretary to schedule a time to meet, you know, formally discuss everything.”I kept talking, rambling on about the logistics, trying to focus on anything but the way my heart has started to race thanks to Andreas’ undivided attention on me. My thoughts were still running a mile a minute when, suddenly, Andreas closed the distance between us in one swift movement. I froze, my breath catching as his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight hug. His warm

Ashley’s POVLeaving the table with a polite excuse—something about needing to say goodbye to Faye—was more of a necessity than a desire. Thomas's lingering stares had grown unbearable, each glance from him feeling like a weight pressing down on me, reminding me of his words the last time we’d been in the presence of each other. The moment I stood, I could feel his eyes on my back, and I wondered how he didn’t even care that his wife was right beside him while he was making those not so subtle glances at me. I had to get away, at least for a moment.Faye, bless her, didn’t question my sudden appearance by her side. She simply smiled, her eyes twinkling with something knowing, and leaned in close to whisper, “I’m going to introduce you to a few people. They were…friends with Ashton.”The word friends felt strange. I knew Ashton would have friends, she was the popular twin after all but besides Faye, I hadn’t been expecting to meet any of them. I followed Faye’s lead, smiling and noddi

Ashley’s POVI hadn’t lasted up to fifteen minutes with Liv at the restaurant she had picked for our friendship anniversary before Liv sniffed out that something was wrong. The restaurant was bustling with laughter and chatter, the air filled with the comforting aroma of food, but all I could focus on was the weight of the novel pressing against my side through my bag.“Okay, spill,” Liv said, leaning in closer, her hazel eyes narrowing with concern. “What’s wrong?”I tried to muster a smile, but it felt forced, like trying to put together a puzzle with missing pieces. “I’m fine, Liv. Just… a little tired.”Her brow arched skeptically. “Tired? You look like you just walked through a ghost town. You’re avoiding eye contact, and your hands are shaking. What’s really going on? I know you said you wanted to hang out, but we can just head back to my place and order in if being outside is too much for you right now.”I sighed, knowing I couldn’t keep it to myself any longer. I reached into m

Ashley’s POVI blinked, confusion washing over me. “Wait—Andreas is coming too?”“Yes. It’ll be the three of us,” Alfred replied, his voice crisp, like he was laying out a simple, irrefutable fact. Before I could respond or ask more questions, he added, “I’ll send the details shortly. Don’t worry.”And then, before I could even open my mouth to reply, the call ended. The abruptness of it left me staring at the phone, feeling a growing pit of dread in my stomach.Don’t worry? That was exactly what I was doing. The way he’d said that Andreas would be joining us, combined with his insistence that I didn’t need to inform him—it just didn’t sit right with me. What was this really about?I slowly lowered the phone, meeting Liv’s questioning gaze. “What happened?” she asked, leaning forward, her concern palpable.I shook my head, feeling a bit dizzy from the conversation. “Alfred wants to have dinner with me. With Andreas too.”Liv’s brow furrowed, her lips pressing into a thin line. “That d