All Chapters of The Billionaire Substitute Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Olivia Later at night, I stepped out of the bedroom, lost in thought, my damp hair wrapped in a towel. The cool air kissed my skin, sending a shiver down my spine as I pulled my robe tighter around my body. I need to speak to him about my pain. I need him to know how desperately I want a child. I was so lost in thoughts when I heard a knock on the door. I exhaled slowly, steadying myself. Great. What now?“Coming,” I called out, forcing my voice into something that didn’t betray my exhaustion. When I opened the door, Mrs. Roger stood there, her face impassive, a silver tray balanced in her hands.“Madam, your tonic.” A bitter taste filled my mouth before I even took a sip. My stomach twisted violently, recoiling at the mere sight of it.Lord Have Mercy. This. Again. That damn concoction-dark, murky, reeking of herbs that never failed to churn my insides. I didn’t need to ask who had sent it, but I did anyway.“Did my mother-in-law send this?”Mrs. Roger hesitated, and that tiny fli

Olivia The words didn’t make sense. I blinked, processing them, trying to force them to fit into the reality Leonard had painted for me earlier. “He left early today,” she added, her voice still polite. Still composed.My stomach twisted. Leonard never left early. Not when he claimed to be working late. Not when he told me he would be here.I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry. “Alright. Thank you.” But my hands felt cold. My heart was beating faster now, my mind already spinning with questions, with doubts. I turned on my heel and walked straight to his office.The second I stepped inside, the air felt… wrong.Too still. Too cold. His cologne still lingered, faint but there, but the room itself-his desk, his chair, the papers neatly stacked-was untouched. Like he hadn’t been here for hours.Liar. I inhaled sharply, my hands trembling as I reached for my phone. I scrolled to his name, my thumb hovering over the call button before I pressed it.It rang.Once.Twice.Three times.The lo

Olivia I couldn’t sleep.Patricia’s words had lodged themselves in my mind, sharp and relentless. Elena was the girl who sold her eyes. I sat in the dim light from the bedside lamp, my fingers curling around the edge of my phone. The screen was warm against my palm, but I couldn’t bring myself to move. If I did, I would make it real. If I did, I would chase a truth I might not survive.But the doubt was suffocating.I needed the truth.I scrolled through my contacts, the steady thrum of my pulse in my ears as I landed on the number I hadn’t dialed in years. Dr. Samuel Greene. The surgeon who had given me my sight. Without thinking, I pressed the call.The phone rang. Once. Twice. Three times. Then…A click. “Dr. Greene speaking.”I swallowed, trying to steady my voice. “Dr. Greene, it’s Olivia. Olivia Crawford.” A pause. A breath. Then, wariness. “Olivia. It’s been a long time. What can I do for you?”“I need information.” There was a short silence then “About?”“I need to know who