You Cheated I Moved On novel Chapter 2

Few names command as much respect—or intrigue—as Ethan Price.

Julian was widely regarded as a privileged golden boy: graceful, modest, and polished in every interaction.

Ethan, though, stood in a league of his own. Rumors shadowed him, though—poor health plagued his days, and after a car accident left him comatose for six months, his personality soured, curdling into eccentricity, coldness, and even cruelty.

But next to five years of lies from Julian, none of that mattered.

She’d rather tie the knot with a devil than remain tangled in Julian’s web of deception for a single more day.

“I agree,” Chloe said firmly, her decision final.

*****

The following day, she met the attorney at a café as planned.

She pored over the will and accompanying documents repeatedly, signing her name only once every detail checked out.

Just as Chloe handed the pen back, the attorney added a crucial detail. “Ms. Shaw, the Price family is pleased with your answer. Sir Price is delighted, but Mr. Price has been in poor health these past two months. He hopes you’ll marry into the Price family within a month to care for him.”

Chloe nearly laughed out of frustration.

Poor health paired with a rushed one-month wedding deadline—this was plainly a marriage of convenience, meant to aid his recovery through superstitious means.

“Why wasn’t this mentioned earlier? Can I back out now?” she snapped, her patience fraying.

The attorney regarded her with sympathetic gravity, his tone flat but clear. “I’m afraid not. Refusal would be deemed a breach by the Price family. I urge you to consider your career—and personal safety.”

Chloe gritted her teeth. She knew full well the Price family held the power to ruin her without effort.

“Fine. One month. I know,” Chloe conceded.

A month was all she needed to outmaneuver the Summers family.

If she didn’t make them pay dearly for their lies, she’d wasted the past 25 years of her life.

Once the attorney departed, Chloe pulled out her phone to find over thirty missed calls—all from the Summers family.

Julian’s mother, Lauren Grant, had called most frequently.

No sooner had she unlocked her screen than Lauren’s call blared again.

“Is this how a wife behaves? Get to the hospital at once!” Lauren barked, cutting off any chance for Chloe to respond.

She rattled off the hospital name and room number before slamming the phone down.

Perfect. She’d been craving a firsthand “explanation” from Julian.

Chloe drove to the hospital, and as she neared the ward, Lauren’s voice drifted through the door.

“Jane, I know this isn’t fair to you. You and Julian grew up together. You’re the only one he’s ever loved—you know that. But his grandfather refuses to see it. The old man only has eyes for Chloe.

“If he ever finds out about the two of you, he won’t leave Julian any shares. And if that happens, how is Julian supposed to take over Summers Group? You two have been secretly married for five years—you’re the only daughter-in-law I recognize.”

Jane replied with a demure, understanding tone, “I know. Julian and I are both putting up with this for the sake of our future. If he can keep pretending with Chloe, then I can endure this for him too.”

“You’ve suffered a lot for me, sweetheart.” Julian murmured weakly, his voice laced with tenderness.

A cold chill swept over Chloe.

Enduring? Pretending?

So Jane and Julian had been secretly married for five years—Jane was the real Mrs. Summers, and she was the impostor.

All her devotion, all her care for the Summers family, had been for nothing more than a lie.

Chloe’s gaze sharpened as she pushed the ward door open, catching Jane snuggling into Lauren’s arms.

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