All Chapters of Saved To Be A Substitute: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Lillian's POV. I glared hard at Raphael, the urge to have him thrown out surging through me. This man wasn't just dangerous and creepy but utterly annoying. I thought I could endure his looming presence, but it was getting unbearable. “You truly have some guts to show your stupid face here!”Gianna spat, jabbing a furious finger at him. “You fucking bastard!”“Ma'am calm down. It's not good for women your age to get so agitated,” he snorted. “I'm tired of this shit!” Alexander suddenly sneered, pulling out his phone. His fingers hovered rapidly over the screen and I was certain he was texting Martin to get this fool out of our house. Our house? That sounded odd but... strangely pleasing. “All of you look so scared and agitated like I would bite,” he said chuckling as he stepped closer. “I'm as harmless as a dove. Don't let Alexander's narrative twist your mind about things.” “You are very bold, I must say,” Mr. McQueen suddenly spoke, his voice cold and measured. “Mr. McQueen,

Lillian's POV. I exhaled sharply, and ignored the text message. We were going to deal with him later. I just had to concentrate on my relationship and the interview I would be having on Wednesday. “Is this good?” Alexander asked, hanging the painting. “I mean the position.” I looked at painting, and a smile brimmed on my lips. I walked over to him, and pressed my lips against his. “You did a good job,” I complimented, smiling softly against his lips. “Thank you for putting so much effort when doing things for me.”“It's my pleasure, love,” he whispered, and was about to kiss me again when my phone rang suddenly. “Who is it?” Alexander asked, his voice cautious. “It's Gianna,” I glanced down at the screen, responding. “Alright,” he replied, stepping back. I answered the call and her voice came through the speaker, “Dear, how are you doing? I hope that bastard hasn't contacted to you,”“I'm fine, Mom,”I replied calmly. “Did you sleep well, last night? You and dad left really lat

Lillian's POV.Once we arrived at home, I went straight to the bedroom and locked myself in the restroom. I knew it wasn't the most mature ways to handle things, but I was hurt and angry.I wished I had declined having lunch with her or that she had picked a different place. Although I knew how selfish Gianna was, she still showed me love in her own way. It might have seemed vain, but I enjoyed it."Lillian," Alexander called, knocking on the door. "Don't worry about anything. I'll fabricate a story to my parents, telling them you had a past before you met me. I'll salvage the situation, I promise."There were just going to be more lies. How long was I going to continue this way? Maybe I had to endure everything until I got my revenge and became independent.I wasn't planning to leave Alexander or anything, I just needed to have something to fall back on in case we didn't end up together anymore.I dreaded the thought of being separated from man I loved, but it seemed like all odds w

Lillian's POV."Freckles, stop being so agitated," Alexander said softly, his tone soothing. "I understand your concerns, but I'm sure you've truly divorced Dustin.""He's just doing this because I warned him to stay away from you, and he knows the consequences if he doesn't," Alexander added, his words almost lolling me into calmness."Besides, he doesn't have the resources to employ people to kidnap or hurt you anymore. So, he decided to use another strategy that seems more legal and economical," Alexander said, chuckling lightly."This is just a strategy, baby," He burst into laughter. "I'm sure the divorce is invalid. But I guess he believed that we'll get scared and run to him.""You're right," I nodded in agreement. "However, if he wasn't so sure about what he was saying, I don't think he would've involved a lawyer. He might have just come here himself or contacted us directly."Alexander's expression turned thoughtful."You're kind of right," he replied with a sigh. "But, if w

Lillian's POV. At that moment, It felt like the end for both of us. We were going to be crushed into our seats and take our last breath.My mind was fixed on the tragedy ahead, but for a split moment, I felt an odd sense of relief. At least we were going to die together. It was a sickening thought but comforting in its way.I closed my eyes tightly, bracing for death, but suddenly, I felt myself jerk upside down and then upright again. A loud splash jolted me, and my eyes snapped open.They widened in horror as I realized our car was sinking into a large, dark body of water. Alexander had managed to avert the crash, but not death.I turned to him in panic. He was unbuckling his seat belt, motioning for me to do the same."Unbuckle yourself!" he urged. I grabbed my seatbelt but for some reason, I was struggling with it. My hands were shaking as the car got more filled with water.I knew I couldn't swim well. I would die the moment I got out of this car.Alexander suddenly moved to me