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The Billionaire’s Replacement Wife 33.
NARA The restaurant was just the kind of place that really didn’t need to try. No flashy signs, no crowded entrance, just a quiet elegance that announced itself in the way the lighting fell soft and golden over everything, the way the staff moved like they had been trained never to rush, the way the air itself smelled faintly expensive. Every table was set like something out of a magazine. Every person seated at those tables looked like they had been born knowing which fork to use first. I walked in beside Jared and tried not to look like I was looking at everything. He had his hand at the small of my back guiding me through, and one of the restaurant staff appeared almost instantly, leading us toward a section in the back that was half partitioned off from the rest of the room. Reserved. Private. The kind of spot you didn’t get unless someone already knew your name before you arrived. Three people were already at the table when we got there. Two men and a woman, all dressed with
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32NARAThe kitchen was warm and the garlic had been going long enough that the whole room smelled like something actually worth coming home to.I stood at the stove stirring slowly, keeping my eyes on the pot, keeping my voice easy and light.“So how long have you both been working here?” I asked. “In this house.”The younger maid looked up from the vegetables she was chopping and smiled. “Three years for me ma.”“Almost five for me,” the older one said from across the counter where she was arranging the side dishes.“Almost five.” I nodded like I was just making conversation, just filling the silence. “So you were both here before I came. When it was different.”“Yes ma,” the younger one said.I stirred again to let a few seconds pass.“What was it like?” I asked. “Before.”The younger one’s knife slowed down barely.. Just enough that I noticed.The older one kept moving the dishes around the counter with the dedicated focus of someone who had suddenly found the task extremely impor
The Billionaire’s Replacement Wife 31
BETHANYI couldn’t stop thinking about what Ophelia told me.I sat on my sofa with my legs pulled under me and just replayed the whole thing. The tea, the sitting room, the way she had leaned forward like she was letting me in on something everybody else was too blind to see.That marriage is hollow.I said it out loud just to hear how it felt.“That marriage is hollow.” and It felt good.Those pictures had genuinely scared me. I’m not going to pretend they didn’t. Jared and Nara walking into that gala hand in hand, his body turned toward her, every blog in the city running with it like they had just discovered the most beautiful love story of the year. I had sat in my living room and felt something cold move through me that I hadn’t felt in a long time.But Ophelia words was all i needed now.. She knew Jared, she knew what was performance and what was real and she had sat across from me and told me plainly that what the world was seeing was not what was actually happening behind clos
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The car rolled to a stop and the chauffeur came around to open the door.Nara stepped out first, one hand gathering the hem of her dress, as the night air hit her face while she just stood there for a second and breathed.“God, I’m tired… Who knew smiling could hurt this much?” Nara cursed under her breath.The gala had looked beautiful with its fine attention to fancy details, candlelights a d women wearing dresses that probably cost more than most people’s yearly rent. But none of that mattered once you were standing in the middle of it.It was just a draining circle of smiling, shaking hands, saying the right things and more smiling. Her feet still ached from the heels, and her cheeks felt sore from holding the same polite expression all night.Jared came around the car and they walked inside together, neither of them speaking. The house was quiet with the staff already settled for the night, just the sound of their footsteps through the corridor and up the stairs.In the room Nar
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NARAI had been giving Jared the cold shoulder for days now.Not in a dramatic way, not in the way where I slammed doors or refused to cook or made scenes.. I was too tired for any of that. I just… stopped. Stopped eating with him at the table, stopped making conversation when we passed each other in the hallway, stopped trying. I did everything I was supposed to do, I prepared his meals, I kept the house running, I managed the staff, I showed up in every way that could be expected of me. I just didn’t talk to him while doing any of it.I just couldn’t.. every time I looked at him I felt his hand in my hair again. Felt my knees hit the floor. Heard myself screaming and not recognising my own voice. I couldn’t just smile and sit across from him at dinner and pretend that didn’t happen. I couldn’t do it. So I stopped pretending.The gap between us had stretched even further than it was before. Which I honestly didn’t think was possible but here we were.On the days Jared went to work t
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NARAThe house was quiet, so when I walked in and something felt off about it.. It felt too still and too heavy. I and Tristan had lost track of time and engaged in other outdoor activities after leaving the coffee shop. We even went to the movies.It was a beautiful and relaxing time. Steadying myself, I took a deep breath as I pushed the door shut behind me and turned around.. That's when I saw him in the living room staring straight at the door.. Jared.He was sitting forward with his elbows on his knees, the lamp behind him barely doing anything, and his eyes were already on me. Just fixed on me, like he had been sitting in that exact position for a while now and had been waiting for the sound of that door.“Hey.” My voice came out lighter than I felt. “I didn’t know anyone was still up.”He said nothing.I smiled a little, the awkward kind you make when you need to fill a silence that isn’t filling itself, and I turned toward the stairs.“Where are you coming from.” His voice ec
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