The Stand In Wife's Revenge novel Chapter 83

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The Stand In Wife’s Revenge

Chapter 83

I stared at the file in my lap while sitting there with trembling hands. I was unable to take my eyes off the pages even though the words seemed to blend together. The weight of everything I had discovered was pressing down on me like a suffocating fog and my mind was racing.

Everything I believed to be true about the relationship between Alexander and Fiona was completely upended by this revelation. He was never loved by Fiona. Never. The thought alone was enough to chill me to the bone. I had always thought that there was a strong unbreakable bond between them–something genuine–that underpinned their marriage.

Alexanders gaze on Fiona in the hospital was something I had witnessed. When he said her name his eyes softened. He had been waiting for her to return to him and for her to wake up. I sensed the devotion in every word he spoke and the hope in every action.

Fiona though had never felt the same. After her fathers passing she had seen her marriage to him as a business deal a way to establish her position in society and a way to feel accountable for something–anything. For the sake of the business Fiona had married Alexander. Her

father left behind an empire.

Despite her love for him she had not married him. She didnt marry him because she desired him. In order to avoid the burden of her familys

legacy disintegrating she had married him to fill a void. The passion love and bond I thought they shared were all a front.

Upon rereading the words a cold bitter realization roiled in my stomach. The entry was obvious. Alexander had never really been Fionas desire. Feeling obligated she had married him. She had employed him as a tool. As I read more I became more aware of how phony their marriage had

been.

Without a doubt she had maintained the act. She had pretended to be the ideal wife but it was all a front. I couldnt figure out what kind of person would do that or what kind of woman would marry someone without intending to love them.

Knowing that he loved her unconditionally and would stop at nothing to win her how could she have done that to him and married him? There was also the guilt that kept coming back to me. I had discovered something that would shatter him. His life had been devoted to Fiona.

How could I be the one to further shatter his heart? How could I tell him the truth now that the woman he had been waiting for the one he had hoped would awaken from her coma had never even shown him the same level of affection that he had shown her? I was unable to.

I was simply unable to. Suffocating and heavy the fear took hold. Though I wasnt sure I was prepared for what that reason meant I had discovered this truth for a reason. Knowing how much it would ruin Alexander could I really keep this a secret?

He had loved her so much even though she was still sleeping in that hospital bed trapped in a coma. Perhaps just possibly things could return to normal if she woke up which was what he had feared. But now I realized that they had no way of returning. Between them there had never been anything genuine.

Could I however be the one to inform him? I felt sick to my stomach at the idea of telling him the news. I had no way. Not me. It would be impossible for me to tear the last glimmer of hope from his heart. As if to dispel the haze that had descended upon my mind I rubbed my temples and set the file down next to me.

This situation felt wrong in every way. Every aspect of it seemed twisted. What should I do with this information? Should I tell him or should I keep it to myself? What would happen if I told him? Would he still view me the same way or would he see me as the woman who had assisted in revealing the heartbreaking truth that rocked his world?

I shook my head seemingly to push the thoughts away but they persisted overwhelming and unrelenting. My thoughts were plagued by Fionas

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words and her icy disregard for him. The agony she must have caused him over the years was all I could think about.

He thought she loved him because of the way she had taken advantage of him but she had been acting all along. Although she had been acting like a devoted wife it was only an act. A falsehood.

And now I was here. seated in her chamber, keeping her secrets in check. And now what did I do or even want to do? Alexander kept coming Suck into my thoughts. His genuine and tangible love for Fiona was evident.

could see it in the way he spoke about her how he cared for her and how he continued to hold out hope that she would awaken. The thought of how much he had invested in her made my heart ache. Despite how painful it was he needed to hear the truth.

However could I be the one to inform him? I wasnt certain I could. Still I felt like screaming it aloud, wanted him to realize that he had been living a lie all along and wanted to shake him by telling him the truth about Fiona. He was entitled to be informed. She had never shown him love and he deserved to know it.

He had a right to understand that he wasnt the one who had failed and that he wasnt deserving of love. But who was I to tell him? Who was I to bring that kind of heartache to him? With my emotions in disarray and my mind racing, I got up and paced the room.

I was caught between being nice and doing the right thing. As he gazed at Fiona I could still see the anguish in his eyes. How could I possibl steal that from him? How could I be the one to reveal to him that his devotion and love had been founded on deception?

The truth was like a burdensome weight. I couldnt bear that burden by myself. But I was powerless. I was already aware of the harm cause. My bones were already sensing it. He would be destroyed by this reality. The idea of doing that to him was too much for me.

However I couldnt keep this a secret indefinitely. The truth would eventually be revealed. Truth always prevailed. A

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