All Chapters of My Fiance Knowingly Married An Imposter: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

I stood in front of the grand gates of Cain's villa, the chill of the situation biting harder than the morning breeze. The butler, stiff and curt, didn't even let me inside. "Mr. Bassett has made it clear," he said, "whoever dares to impersonate his wife has some nerve. He's known his wife since childhood—they grew up together. How could he ever mistake someone else for her?" Beside me, my younger cousin Hailey's face flushed with anger, tears welling up in her eyes. "Mary, what is going on here? Why are they accusing you of being an impostor? Wasn't it always decided that you and Cain would marry? Didn't we come here to prepare for your wedding?" I raised a finger to my lips and hushed her. The truth was, I had returned to Oberis City ahead of my parents to get a head start on the wedding preparations. They were tied up with work and couldn't accompany me, so I thought I'd take care of the arrangements myself—after all, weddings are no small feat. But things took a turn for th

The crowd burst into an uproar. "No wonder that Mrs. Bassett's handwriting was so terrible! I was thinking—how could a Reindan not know how to write their own name in Reindese?" "And come to think of it, wasn't it odd that no one from the Schindler family showed up at their wedding? That struck me as strange at the time." "The whole wedding was so shabby for someone marrying into wealth. I heard it was just a few friends, no grandeur at all. I remember thinking, 'Why would the son of the richest family have such a low-key ceremony?'" Mrs. Bassett dabbed at her eyes with a silk scarf, her tears glistening as she sobbed pitifully. "The marriage between the Schindler and Bassett families was meant to be dignified and discreet. I didn't want any fanfare—it could've affected my father's reputation. And yet now, it's become fuel for everyone to slander me..." She paused, her voice trembling. "But no matter what I say, none of you will believe me. You'd rather trust the words of this

Cain roughly flung her hand away. "I was always meant to marry Mary. You're nothing but an imposter. Since you're not Mary, our marriage is null and void." The so-called Mrs. Bassett clung to his sleeve, shaking it like a drowning woman grasping a log. "Honey, you promised to take care of me forever! Have you forgotten?" Cain's response was a swift and merciless slap. "Shameless! When did I ever make such a promise to you?" Brenda Harmon collapsed to the floor, stunned, her world crumbling beneath her. The romantic proposal, the grand wedding he had orchestrated for her—it had all felt like a fairy tale. Now, it seemed, the story had turned into a cruel farce, and she was its tragic heroine. My father stepped forward, his voice ringing with authority. "Take them both to the police station. I will get to the bottom of this—who dared to impersonate my daughter and even married under her name!" The bodyguards surged in, efficiently escorting Brenda away. Cain, however, stood his

One fine day, as I sat in my usual restaurant, a rather dramatic scene unfolded when Brenda, heavily pregnant, accosted me. Her face was pale, her eyes brimming with tears. "Mary," she said, "I beg you to show me some mercy. Cain says this whole mess is my fault. If I can't earn your forgiveness, he'll never let me step foot in the Bassett family home again." I stepped back, cutting her off before she could continue. "Mrs. Bassett, you'd better choose your words carefully. My engagement to Cain has been canceled. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. So why are you pleading with me?" Her tears fell freely then. "Cain told me that you're the one he's always loved. And that it was my fault for deceiving him with a fake identity. If you don't forgive him, if you won't marry him, I'll kneel here and never get up." And with that, she dropped to her knees with a dramatic thud. Hailey stepped forward protectively. "Mrs. Bassett, have you no shame? First, you impersonated Ma

In the room, Brenda was sipping red wine, coyly feeding it mouth-to-mouth to Cain. Suddenly, the door burst open with a loud crash, sending her into a startled scream. "What are you doing?" she shrieked. Cain, already three sheets to the wind from the drinks he'd had before coming over, slumped in his chair. His drunken haze rendered him powerless, but he mustered enough strength to slam the table and bellow, "Do you people have a death wish?" Cora strode in, calm yet deadly. "Honey," she drawled, her tone laced with venom. "Today is our wedding night. Yet Brenda feigned a stomachache and lured you away. How touching. I've prepared a remedy for her. Bring it in!"Brenda paled, retreating instinctively. "What remedy? I won't drink it!" But Cora had come prepared. Refusal wasn't an option. A group of burly bodyguards surged forward, pinning Brenda down as another forced the entire bowl of bitter liquid into her mouth. She struggled violently, but they clamped her jaw shut, ensurin