After a 3-Year Coma, My Husband Found a Look-Alike — So I Married the Heir Chapter 07

After a 3-Year Coma, My Husband Found a Look-Alike — So I Married the Heir Chapter 07

After Noah’s condition stabilized, Ethan left the hospital with Fia.

It was Fia’s birthday, so he threw her a party at The Azure Lounge.

At the party, he wrapped an arm around her waist and announced to the whole booth, “Remember this. Fia is my woman. Nobody messes with her.”

“Ethan, we wouldn’t dare.”

“Seriously. Happy birthday, Fia. Order whatever you want. It’s on me.”

“But there are people who don’t respect that.”

Someone nodded toward another booth. A bunch of gorgeous heiresses from the old-money families.

One of them noticed right away that Ella wasn’t there.

“Ethan, I heard you went after her best friend to get back at her?”

“Summer? That’s cold. Punishing her friend is worse than punishing her directly.”

“Enough. Let’s not talk about her tonight.”

Ethan cut them off and sat back, sipping his whiskey.

Fia was in his arms, but his eyes drifted to the other booth.

Ella wasn’t there. Neither was Summer.

She’d changed so much after waking up.

Before the crash, whenever Ethan worked late and got home, there was always a light on in the living room.

If he was hungry, she’d make him noodles, no matter how late. With a fried egg on top.

She’d get up half an hour early every morning just to brew his coffee.

When he woke up, his clothes were always laid out—pressed shirt, matching tie.

But after she woke up, she stopped caring.

No waiting up. No cooking. No coffee. No clothes.

When he’d come home with Fia in his bed, Ella had barely blinked.

That bugged him. He’d demanded to know what her deal was, what she was hiding.

And she’d just smiled.

“I’m not hiding anything. I was in a coma for three years. That’s a long time for a man. So I don’t blame you for finding a look-alike.”

She gave him his freedom. He should be happy.

But he wasn’t.

“Ethan, what are you thinking about?”

Fia noticed his distraction and her smile flickered.

“Nothing. Here comes the cake.”

Ethan set down his glass. They lit the candles.

Fia closed her eyes to make a wish as everyone clapped and cheered.

“What did you wish for, Fia?”

“Idiot. Obviously she wishes she’ll be with Ethan forever.”

“She’s already with him. What’s the point of wishing?”

The commotion was too loud. Across the room, Ella’s friends stood up and walked over.