Chapter 12 Jaxs manager was counting on me breaking down during the livestream , giving Jax the perfect opportunity to play victim and paint me as the harasser . But Jax slipped up first . He absent mindedly handed the hairdryer to Vivienne , saying , Daisy, here only realizing his mistake when he saw Viviennes face freeze . That evening , Caspian missed the livestream . He was flying ove rseas for the Monaco Grand Prix . Alone , I wandered the familiar streets of the city Id left behind . Back at the hotel , I found Jax waiting outside my room . Hed clearly been there a while . Wasnt he supposed to be having a romantic dinner with Vivienne ? The producers informed me that Jax had requested we be paired for the night . This was the original arrangement anyway , the producer explained . Its just for tonight . In the hotel suite , I coolly noted the positions of all the cameras . Jax closed the door behind him , his expression unsettlingly calm and cold , bordering on angry . An elaborate feast was spread across the dark glass table . Eat , he said . I made it myself . Something hed never done during our marriage . When I didnt move , his lips curled into a mocking smile . What , too full from your romantic escapades with Caspian ? I lose my appetite just looking at you , I replied bluntly . His pupils dilated for a moment before he composed himself , mouth twisting into a smirk . Youre sulking because I spent two weeks with Vivienne ? Its just business , Daisy . You cant get jealous every time . his w was performing for the cameras while secretly expecting that a hint of kindness would have me Coming back , tail wagging . But I wasnt that person anymore . I moved my things to another room , giving him nothing to work with . He went pale , sitting at the dinner table , watching his carefully prepared meal grow cold . He let out a hollow laugh , then called room service to have the entire meal thrown away . Every staff member had a key to the suite . That night , my fitful sleep was interrupted by a soft kiss . It landed gently on my forehead fleeting but real carrying the clean scent of a winter night and the chill of a hurried journey . The next morning at breakfast , after the livestream wrapped , Jax was riding high . Last nights performance had worked wonders for his online image . @PoorJax : I feel so bad for Jax , hes heartbreaking to watch ! N @WhyDaisyWhy : Why is Daisy even doing this ? Its just a relationship swap show . If you cant handle it , dont participate ? @SaveJax : Vivienne , please save him ! Stop the hurt ! @JustSayin : Theyre all clueless . Jax called Vivienne by the wrong name . Its disgusting that theyre trying to keep him as the good guy . Is it really that hard to admit you dont love someone ? @RumorHasit : Word is theyre actually divorced ! His manager told him the hype was sufficient theyd announce our divorce in the next episode . Then Jax would play the heartbroken victim , with Vivienne swooping in to heal him . The perfect PR stunt for their brand . This is a crucial episode . Whatever happens , his manager warned , dont mess it up . He sipped his coffee , throwing me a smug glance . What could possibly go wrong ? he said . After hanging up , he knew Id overheard everything , but he was confident I was powerless . Compter 12 signed a non disclosure agreement and taken a substantial settlement . He was still depositing money into my account monthly .. Feeling inadequate ? he sneered , Youll never measure up to Vivienne . And youll never have me . He continued talking , but his words became white noise . I only asked , when he paused for coffee , Was it you who kissed me last night ? The door was open , with staff bustling around moving equipment . Why would I kiss …. he began frowning , before suddenly stopping as realization hit . An odd silence fell over the room . The staffs conversation outside became crystal clear . Whered you get a latte ? Caspian sent everyone breakfast and donuts at 5 AM . Didnt you get any ? I was in the bathroom , missed everything ! Here , take mine . Whys he back ? Shouldnt he be at the Monaco Grand Prix ? He said he had urgent business before leaving . So he flew from New York back here , just to fly overseas ? Thats exhausting ! Yeah , heard hes running a fever too . I knew who had kissed me . 1 Jax knew it too . But he refused to believe it . He slammed the door , shutting out the chatter . He stood there , back turned . As if that happened , he scoffed . דה He grabbed my wrist roughly , yanking me off the sofa and pushing me against the door You knew hed be back . You made up that kiss story to provoke me , he laughed hollowly . Youre pathetic , Daisy ! Going to such lengths to make me jealous . You really think he could ever actually like you ? If … He tightened his grip on my wrist , If he did somehow lose his mind and fall for you , its only because I took his woman . Its revenge . Get it ? He shoved my wrist away . I Youd grovel for it , though . Thats just who you are . Who else would want you ? I listened to his tirade calmly . Then I grabbed the ashtray from the coffee table and brought it down on his head . It connected with a sickening thud before clattering to the floor . He stood stunned . Blood trickled down his forehead , blurring his vision . You … He gaped at me , incredulous . How could you ? Outside , the producer started pounding on the door . Jax , we found something . Jax frantically grabbed tissues to wipe the blood , Just a minute , he snapped , stuffing the bloody tissues in the trash . He opened the door . The producer recoiled , asking what had happened . Nothing , just a stupid accident , Jax said coldly . He noticed something in the producers hand , squinting to ⚫ it out . The producer caught my eye and hesitated , seeing me calmly returning the ashtray to the coffee table as if nothing had happened . The producer faltered , saying nothing . Jax , irritated by his throbbing head , snatched the paper and read it himself . impter 12 . I was a standard lease agreement , Old , worn , and photocopied . It clearly showed the monthly rent for each tenant . The tenant : me . The rent : eight hundred dollars . The monthly rent had to be signed for in person . But that signature … It was identical to the one that , less than a day ago , thousands of miles away at the Monaco Grand Prix , had been scrawled across the backdrop bold and unmistakable . Caspians . In "CEO's Wife with Many Identities" by CrushReel, follow the captivating journey of a protagonist striving to reclaim her grandfather's cherished heirlooms. Barred from an appraisal event due to concealing her true identity, she grapples with the repercussions of her secrecy. 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