All Chapters of The Billionaire Doppelganger Wife's Secret : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ISABELLA'S POV This had to be some sort of cruel fate. Why the hell was Dahlia everywhere I went? Was she stalking me?She was capable, I'm just saying. “Hannah dear, aren't you coming? I've got good ideas for evening gowns. But since you're going for a wedding, we should find something a lot more classy, don't you think?” Holly said, gazing dreamily at the variety of designs. Bloomingdale's had a very expensive design, and it made me feel somewhat inferior. The floors were polished marble, with ornate chandeliers casting a golden glow on the beautiful and exquisitely made dresses. Everyone else here seemed to blend in with the classiness, and I just stuck out like a sore thumb.The store was created for the rich.I exhaled. “Of course Holly. Let's choose.”I tried my best to avoid Dahlia, turning towards another aisle when I saw her coming, ducking my head whenever she glanced in my direction, and even bumping into other clients in my bid to escape. Within minutes, everyone felt m

Author's POV.I don't normally do this, but I decided to try it out for a change. Enjoy! Wink, wink.The sun struggled to break through the dark clouds that had been gathering since dawn. Isabella woke up to the sound of heavy raindrops pounding against her window. She sighed, knowing it was going to be a long day.In the kitchen, Holly was already bustling about, preparing breakfast. The smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, mingling with the scent of pancakes and bacon.Isabella wandered into the kitchen, ecstatic and still in her pajamas. She found Holly flipping pancakes, humming her usual tune. "Morning, Holly. How are you?” she asked, stifling a yawn.“Morning Hannah. I've been better. I'm still a little sore. I don't think I've had to walk around so much. I needed the exercise.” She laughed heartily.“That's actually great to hear.” Isabella smiled mischievously. “At least now, you'll be more active at home.”“Oh dear me.” “I'm kidding.” Isabella giggled. “So, anythi

ISABELLA'S POV Last night seemed…good.Not too good, as in I was really happy with it, more like I was content. I half expected him to behave the way he did when he left the living room initially, but when Holly pulled him back down, I was surprised.Maxwell didn't seem like the kind of guy who could be controlled, contained. I saw him as this reserved, cold and indifferent person, who didn't care properly about people's feelings. He preferred to do things his own way, and when they don't go like that, he makes people suffer. Which was exactly what he was doing to me.I was even more surprised when he tried guessing my mime movements during charades. I had gotten so excited. He had made his best effort at drawing a cat, and it was adorable. It felt like I was 10 again, and hope was my watchword. Maybe Maxwell could finally change for the better. He was human, at least.I couldn't sleep throughout the night, so I decided to go watch a horror movie instead. They always had a way of put

ISABELLA'S POV I ran upstairs, my blood boiling. I didn't know what I would say, but I knew I had to say something. He had Holly, or he knew where she was. Korra probably didn't go straight to the point because of the cameras, and I thanked her for that. My pace had slowed drastically by the time I was a few feet away from his office. I exhaled, and arranged my thoughts. I knocked softly.As usual, no response.I knocked again, a little more impatient. “Who's there?” His deep, husky voice landed in my ears. My voice caught in my throat, but I forced it out.“It's Hannah.”I heard the shuffling of footsteps against the carpet. I cleaned my sweaty palms on my dress. Why was I nervous all of a sudden?The door swung open almost immediately, and Maxwell stood, towering. He was shirtless, only wearing sweatpants. His hair looked like he had just gotten out of the shower, water dripping down in slow, calculated drops. He had his usual smirk plastered on his face, but this time, it didn't

ISABELLA'S POV So he actually did it. That son of a …..I took a deep breath. Relax Isa… You're doing this for mom, remember? Relax… you can get through this without having a total emotional breakdown. Come on.He fired Holly. The only person who actually treated me like a human. He took her away from me and acted like it was nothing. I plopped down on my bed and let my tears out. I had been holding back in front of him, because I didn't want him to see me as weak. I didn't want him to trample upon my sorrow again. I dozed off into a deep, deep sleep, trying to forget about this cruel and cursed world. The sound of my stomach crying for food woke me up with a start. I brushed my hair out of my face and stretched, trying to recall what happened before I slept. I glanced outside the window. It was drizzling slightly, and the rain had soaked my sketchbook along with the other materials on the desk. No more sitting close to the windows again I guess.I groaned and laid back down on the