All Chapters of The Wife He Replaced : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CHAPTER 41Victor's povThe rain was coming down hard pouring down on the built skyscraper like a million tiny drums. The metal frame. Groaned in the wind the only sound in the empty dark space. I did not care about the rain. I did not care about the mud over the floor. My blood was racing, hot and angry like a fire burning out of control. I had been following Raymond's signal. It had led me straight to this abandoned yard. I was not leaving until I got some answers.Through the light I saw Ethan standing near a wooden desk packing up his leather briefcase. He thought he was alone and that he had hidden her away perfectly.. I knew better. "Ethan!" I shouted, my voice cutting through the sound of the rain like a knife.Ethan jumped, spinning around fast. His hand hit the desk knocking a metal flashlight to the ground with a clang. When he saw my face his eyes went wide with fear. He quickly got control of himself. He glared at me, his jaw clenching hard. I could see the muscles in his

CHAPTER 43Victor's pov My legs felt like they were stuck in the mud. I stood by the glass door of the diner, water dripping from my jacket and making a puddle on the floor. I was breathing hard. I could barely get any air. Everything around me just stopped. The noise from the neon sign and the rain outside just disappeared.I could not look away from the corner booth. That is where Rita was. She was pressed against the seat, her eyes wide with fear. She looked at me like I was a stranger like I was someone who was going to hurt her. She was shaking a lot.Then my eyes moved to the little girl sleeping next to her. The pink blanket had slipped down. The light from the diner was shining right on her face. I felt a pain in my chest like someone had punched me.It was like looking at a picture of myself when I was a kid. She had dark curly hair like me. She had the jawline as me, the one my mom always said I got from my family. Even the way she slept with her lips parted was like me whe

CHAPTER45Ethan's pov The neon sign in the diner window was making a buzzing sound that was giving me a headache. I pushed the glass door open. It rattled really loud. I was breathing hard and fast. The smell of oil and cheap coffee hit me right away.. I did not look around. My eyes went to the small corner.That is where Victor was. Victor was sitting on a round metal stool across from Rita's table. Water from his leather jacket was dripping onto the clean floor. His hands were flat on the wood. He looked small. He looked completely broken. His head was hanging down like he had no strength left.. I did not care about his pain. I was angry. A hot fire was burning in my chest. My jaw was locked tight.I pushed past Maya. She was standing still near the door with a flashlight in her hand. My wet boots made a sound against the floor as I marched toward the booth. I did not care about his security cars parked outside. I did not care about his money or his company. I just saw the fear on

CHAPTER 47Victor's pov The glass back door of the diner clicked shut with a sound. That small click felt like a heavy iron gate slamming closed in front of my face. Rita was gone. She had taken our little girl with her into the cold dark.I stayed on my knees in the mud. The cold water on the floorboards had soaked through my pants freezing my skin. I could not feel it. My body felt numb like a piece of wood left out in the rain. My hands were pressed flat against the wet floor, my fingers twitching in the dirty puddles. Every word she had just said to me was repeating inside my brain over and over again.You called me a whore this morning. You don't get to be a father tonight.A sharp gasp tore out of my throat. I dropped my face down until my forehead touched the edge of the red vinyl seat. Hot tears rushed out of my eyes burning my cheeks as they mixed with the water on my face. I had never felt pain like this. It was an ache right in the middle of my chest.I did this. I did all

CHAPTER 49Rita's pov The penthouse was really quiet. My mind was racing. I walked across the rug in the living room, my bare feet sinking into it. I took one step, two steps, three steps. Then I turned around. Walked back. I had been doing this for over an hour from the big glass window to the heavy wooden door.Every time I passed the hallway I stopped to look into the dark bedroom. Aria was lying there under the blankets, her little face soft and calm in the dim light. She was breathing slowly, her tiny chest moving up and down. She looked so safe. She looked so innocent. She had no idea that her whole world had just fallen apart in that diner.My heart felt like a weight in my stomach. Victor knew. Those words kept echoing in my head. He had the hospital paper. He knew the truth. He knew Aria was his daughter.A sudden wave of heat rushed up my neck making me feel like I couldn't breathe. I pressed my hands against my cheeks trying to stop the shaking. Victor Vale was a billionai