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The Impostor Husband

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 643    |    Released on: 12/06/2025

osure finally cracked, her

w but sharp enough to cut. "A black widow, eager to disc

ll, drawing shocked murmurs from the staff and

oom opened, and "Damian" Hawthorne walked

eving brother, his expressi

arm, her face tear-streaked, a per

, his voice a careful imitation of Dam

aternal concern. "Damian, my dear boy, this... this woman, Julian' s

f something unreadable in his ey

stand your grief might make you say rash things, Jul

ressing down on me. He was trying to m

from Julian's arm, her pretty

ng in her eyes again. "Julian adored you, and Damian... Damian

cs, all

I sa

ched into his pocket and

endant, a cascade of delicate, leaf

des

ago, something I' d shown Juli

it then, calle

tening it aroun

soft, "to remind you that you are not alon

eemingly ones of gratitude mixed with sorro

gift from him, a design stolen from m

e remembered and

solidified into som

Sr., the patriarch, a man whose quiet presence usu

ce was

low rumble. "Isabelle, Aurora

the traditional mourning, then to control the inevitable scandal, your remarriage must be swift

me in, to salvage the

ble smirk. He thought I was trapped, that no one sui

is was a desperate gambit, but it was my

the suddenly silent room. "Then I ask, is there any man here,

rnful silence

The air was thick with disapprova

widened. He be

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“My husband Julian Hawthorne was supposed to be dead, a casualty of the corporate wars. But as the victory news echoed, a chilling memory resurfaced: he wasn't dead. He was a liar, a manipulator, and he' d returned, impersonating his twin, Damian. Just as I remembered his brutal betrayal-how he' d orchestrated my ruin while publicly adoring my stepsister Cassie-his mother, Isabelle, announced my fate: five years of deep mourning, social seclusion, and no remarriage. This was the same trap from my first life. When I defied her, Julian, playing the grieving brother, and Cassie, the picture of tearful devastation, tried to paint me as unhinged. Then, 'Damian' fastened a diamond pendant around Cassie' s neck-a design I' d created, a cruel symbol of their shared deception. The true horror wasn't just Julian's monstrous fraud, but Cassie's chilling confession: she knew. My own stepsister, complicit in plunging me into this gilded cage of despair. Stripped of everything, publicly shamed, I was adrift in a sea of their lies. But I refused to be a victim again. When facing utter disgrace, I demanded: "Is there any man here willing to marry me today?" Silence met my plea. Then, from the shadows, a calm voice cut through: "I am willing." Noah Kincaid. My unexpected salvation, or simply another pawn in the Hawthorne game? This time, I' d reclaim my destiny.”
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