Semua Bab Exchanged Marriage：the CEO's two-faced wife: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Seraphina’s POV “What is this? Expired canned sardines?” Dante’s voice sliced through the air, sharp and accusing.My heart skipped a beat.“Calliope, you’ve been married to me for three years, and you still don’t know I’m allergic to nuts and seafood? Tell me what you are capable to do if you can not even be merely a housewife?”Dante, my husband, dressed in a tailored English suit, sat at the jasmine-covered dining table, looking as commanding as ever. He never allowed anyone to contradict him—not even me, his wife.I froze, my fingers gripping the edge of my apron as if it could shield me from the storm boiling in front of me.“Dante, it was just—a mistake. I'm sorry, I—” I started, my tone careful, almost pleading, but he cut me off before I could explain.“Just a mistake?” he sneered. “No, Calliope, it’s neglect. Carelessness. I come home after a long day, and this is what you serve me?”His voice carried the cold authority of a boss berating an incompetent employee.“It’s not j

Seraphina’s POV I ended the last call with Dante and sat alone on a bench by the bustling street. Cars honked, engines rumbled, and the air carried the scent of roasted chestnuts and expensive perfume.I watched well-dressed people hurry past, immersed in their own conversations and laughter, while my reflection stared back at me from the shop window—disheveled brown hair clinging to my damp cheeks, blue eyes once full of life now rimmed with exhaustion, lips chapped from the wind.I looked as if life had been drained out of me.Flipping through my phone contacts, I suddenly realized that in Blancréaux, I didn’t know anyone except Dante.Finally, I came across Everett’s name.Everett had been my childhood best friend and schoolmate. We grew up together on the streets of Robin Town, Galvoire, before his family moved away. Later, we reunited at Hopkins Illyria University, and he went on to become a finance expert and a skilled stock trader.After some hesitation, I sent him a message—

Seraphina’s POV “What do you want?”My throat tightened.Calliope stepped forward. Her eyes shone with a malicious glint.“You claimed that three years ago,” she began, voice syrupy-smooth, “circumstances forced you to marry Dante and take my place as the Laurent family’s daughter-in-law, right? “Then you should know—” she smiled, razor-edged “—that title was never meant to be yours.”Her words sliced through the air, clean and cruel.I stood still, caught somewhere between frustration and dread.Calliope—the girl I’d shared a womb with, the one I once protected like my own shadow—felt like a stranger now.We were born into chaos.Robin Town didn’t have proper medical care back then, and our mother had nearly died giving birth to us.Calliope arrived hours after me, smaller, weaker—a consequence of that turmoil. Maybe that was why, even though we are twins, it led us to totally different personalities.I was the strong one, the dependable one. She became the adored one. Delicate. I

Seraphina’s POV Everett's usually calm face was full of unease - his chin tightened, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows were deep enough to cast shadows in the dim hallway lights.I frowned slightly and waved my assistant to leave.“He’s just here to discuss a project.”My hands slipped into the pockets of my white lab coat, trying to anchor myself in the fabric’s familiar feel.Everett’s eyes narrowed.“Dante will do anything to achieve his goals, Sera. You know better than anyone what kind of person he is. If Calliope said something to him, you—”“Everett,”I patted his arm, hoping the gesture was enough to calm him.“Relax. You’re overthinking this. He has nothing to do with me anymore. I am Seraphina, Sylvaine, no matter which name it is, he has never seen me. He doesn't know that Calliope and I are twins, so he won't know about my existence either.”This sentence came out of the mouth with a bitter taste like medicine.I still remember Dante's pale and handsome face in the che

Dante’s POV “They turned us down again?”I leaned back on the leather chair and looked at York through the gold rimmed glasses frame.He stood at my desk, holding his phone, with a stiff posture and a dejected expression.“Yes, sir.” York hesitated, then nodded. “CHIHIRO Studio refused the offer. Again.”My brows knitted.“Did you mention who I am?” I asked, voice tightening, I put my right leg on the left one, my pointed black shoes shining in the bright office light.“Of course. I told them we are LLC Group, but…they said they’ve found a new partner.” York added quickly, he looked uneasy, even avoiding eye contact with me.The atmosphere in the office is suffocating with silence.I sat motionless, the ticking of the wall clock growing louder in my ears.My fingers tapped once against the desk.CHIHIRO Studio.What are they really up to?“Dante…”York glanced at me, he ventured, voice low. “I think you might have offended them before?”This made me ponder.I’d never crossed paths wit