Contract Marriage With The Ruthless Billionaire

(Lily's POV)After emptying my bowel, I flushed the closet and washed my tiny fingers under the warm water cascading down the sink. I sashayed out of the toilet to my towel rack and I grabbed one of the towels and wiped off the freckles of water that settled on my hand."I have to be fast with this packing," I mumbled beneath my breath when my hazel eyeballs drifted to the clothes piled on the bed. I threw the towel back onto its rack and darted to my king-sized bed.I heaved a sigh of exhaustion as I continued to fold the tons of new clothes into my traveling bag. I used my salary to purchase all of them after resigning from my teaching job two weeks ago. After some minutes of packing, I bawled when I came across some crazy transparent patterns that were sewn inside three of the most expensive black gowns I had bought. It was their thick textures and the durabilities that had drawn them to me and I did not even think twice or check them thoroughly before I paid for them"Why didn't

(Jack's POV)I rested my spines on the headboard of my master bedroom as I quaffed down an alcoholic drink, watching my male Personal Assistant run some programs on my new software. I had ordered him to follow me to my mansion after our normal working hours and he had no choice but to heed because he knew what I could do to him if he defied my order. "Drrz drrz…!" his phone kept ringing. He surreptitiously keeked at me and I gave him a withering stare. He shut his mouth instantly when I saw he was about to talk.I gulped the alcohol but I decided not to swallow it. I wanted to teach him a lesson so dropped the bottle of alcohol on its designated gray and dawdled toward him. "I apologize, sir, it was my wife, sir," he shivered and fear outlined on his face as he jolted upright. That was what I loved to see on people's faces. Fear! I spat a portion of the alcohol on his face and drizzled the rest all over his body. "Aaaouch!" he yelled when the alcohol penetrated his eyes and I smir

(Jack’s Pov)If not that I want an heir, I wouldn’t have had anything to do with a poor brat like her, “Lily? Horrible name”. Jane should have done better with her choice of a wife for me, even if it was a contract marriage, I deserve better.She better gives me beautiful children because I wouldn’t take ugly children from her, I can’t let go of what her father owes me and she pays me back with ugly-looking children.I don’t know why but my face began to turn red thinking about the whole thing, I never wanted to have anything to do with people below my standard but on second thought, I decided to see it as a beneficial kind of marriage that it is, she gives me an heir and I throw her out to the street where she belongs. Poor thing.All these poor people, I said as I emptied the half-full bottle of whiskey in front of me into a glass cup. As if the rage was too much to handle sitting down, I stood up and moved around my room, I wasn’t seeing everything in my room the same way again.Wh

(Lily’s Pov)I stepped out of the house feeling all refreshed. Just in front of our building, I was lucky enough to see a taxi that just dropped off a passenger.I know I’m beautiful but the way the taxi driver looked at me in admiration made me feel embarrassed even when I was supposed to be happy.“Hello pretty, at your service” the dark skinned and well looking young man who sat on a driver’s seat in the taxi said to me.Not all of these taxi drivers were kind enough to compliment their passengers, some would insult you or charge you more than what you’re supposed to pay if they had the chance., so I was a bit surprised when the young man complimented me.“I’m going to City Hospital’ I said not looking at his face and pointing to the direction that led to the City Hospital.“Hop in ma’am” He opened the door for me and gave me a “go ahead and enter” gesture with his head. That was quite strange.I couldn’t remember the last time I boarded a taxi, it has been ages, Mum drove me to sc

(Lily’s Pov)It’s already 5am in the morning and all I had in my mind was signing the contract and paying for the hospital bills, I can’t remember sleeping in the night, I was filled with so much anxiety, it was like the longest night of my life, I watched my Dad sleep so peacefully, each time I looked at him, I went close to him and put a finger close to his nose just to make sure he was still breathing since I didn’t hear him snore as usual. My dad is such a chronic snorer that one would hear him snore even in the next room, so it gave me great concern when I didn’t hear him snore all through the night.The day was getting brighter and the hospital was filled with sounds of patients and guardians greeting each other and praying, the cry of children wasn’t exempted, there was a particular kid who didn’t allow the whole ward rest in the night, he kept on crying out of pain and I wished he could get well that night but wishes aren’t horses.I got prepared and woke my dad up to tell him