All Chapters of Substitute Bride; My Husband's Mistakes : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CELINE: It was a calm Friday night. I stood in my room, preparing to sleep, when my door suddenly swung open. "Celine," my father called, stepping inside with my mother. "You have to take your sister's place tomorrow." "What? Dad, I don't understand. Why would I have to take Clara's place? Where is she?" I asked. I knew Clara had gone to her bridal shower. How could she just flee on the eve of her wedding? "Something came up, and she had to take care of it," my father replied. I sighed, standing in my bedroom. I hadn't attended my twin sister's extravagant bridal shower. Clara and I were identical twins. We were both twenty-five. Many of her friends said I was jealous because she was getting married first. That wasn't true. I was in a relationship with Martin Enzo, a construction worker. But he wasn't the type of man my father wanted, so Dad rejected him. Everyone was proud of my twin sister. She was the apple of their eyes—even our older brother, Luca. I was the opposite. I ow

CELINE: Once we reached the black car, Jace carefully placed me in the back seat. I did not even have time to see what kind of car it was, but it was beautiful. He told the driver, “Roy, to the reception venue.” “Alright, boss,” came the calm response. I sat there nervously as Jace and I rode in the rear. I shifted away from him, but then remembered I had to pretend I was my sister. Jace did not say anything. He simply looked at me and held my hand. “How do you feel about this day, my love?” he asked. I opened my mouth to speak, trying to think of what Clara would have said. Still overwhelmed, I told him the truth. “I am just overwhelmed.” “Why is that? You did not believe me when I told you I would marry you and no one else. I love you, Clara, and I meant every word I used to confess my feelings. So you do not have to be afraid, thinking this marriage is a trap. I will always support your modeling career. How about your twin sister? I did not see her at the wedding.” Jace looke

CELINE: "Oh no! What am I going to do?" I wondered, stepping out of the bathroom wrapped in only a white towel. I knew Jace wanted to sleep with me tonight. I guessed this was the right time to tell him I was not my sister. How could I continue with this deceit? What if he found out? What could I do? I paced about the room, wishing I had my phone so I could call Clara and ask for her help. She was a good liar and smarter than me. "Dammit. Should I lie that I'm on my period?" I clutched my belly, terrified that once Jace learned the truth, he would realize my family and I had tricked him into marrying me. My sister and I were both slim, but as we grew into adulthood, I had not kept up with her. I got tired of burning calories the way she did to stay fit at all times. "Babe," Jace said, stepping out of the bathroom. He saw me sitting on the bed. I had stopped pacing when I heard the shower stop. "Babe," Jace repeated, removing the towel from his waist. I immediately glanced away.

JACE: "Mom, Dad," I said. I wasn't expecting to see them arrive with my younger sister, Adira Augustus. Adira was a 26-year-old finance manager, and she owned a fashion magazine and company that featured several models and runway shows. "Morning, Jace and my pretty Clara," my mother and sister said as they rushed to hug my wife. "We couldn't help but come to congratulate you both on your successful marriage," my mother, Mrs. Joy, said. She and my sister looked excited as they wore similar brown designer dresses and black shoes. They were of average height. Although Adira wore high heels while Mom wore lower ones, they were still my family. "Thank you," Clara replied, smiling. I told them to join us for breakfast. "Mom and Dad, we were about to have breakfast when you all arrived," I said, letting my parents know. My mother smiled. "That's fine, Jace. We are just coming back from the Thanksgiving service at the church and didn't want to disturb you both on your honeymoon. But Ad

CELINE: 'Oh no! Can I really keep up with all these people that I am unfamiliar with? Wouldn't Jace find out sooner that I am not Clara?' I pondered as I excused myself from Jace and his childhood sweetheart, Mandy Joshua. I could not stand there and pretend to know the woman when I did not. As I entered the living room, I met the two maids, who looked at me and smiled. "Um, what are your names?" I asked them first, before I made more mistakes. I could have asked Clara directly, but I didn't have the time. So I had to ask them first, before I made more mistakes and showed Jace that I was not his real wife. "Um, madam. I am Tina, and she is Esther," the two young women in their early twenties said to me. They seemed a bit younger than me. "Alright, Tina and Esther. Thanks for the breakfast earlier. But I would like to know how the meals around here work. And lunch and dinner. Since my husband and I aren't going to work today," I told them with a gentle smile on my face. They grinn