He Cheated, So I Bought A Husband

AUDREY “What are you doing, standing there?” I said, resting my hands on my hips, “Go get the flower vase, now!” “Yes, ma'am,” a maid replied and hurried off. I stood halfway down the stairs, staring at the living room as the dazzling light of the chandelier poured across the marble floor of the Sinclairs' mansion. A faint breath slid through my lips, carrying a smile with it. I watched the maids scramble, each one busier than the other. This was going to be a grand dinner party to welcome my dad as he was coming into the country. And most importantly, he was going to meet my fiancé, Kevin, for the first time. “Miss Audrey,” a maid startled me from behind, “Miss Claire wants to see you urgently,” She said, My eyes rolled in disdain as I turned, giving her a dull nod. “What does she want now?” I grumbled, dragging my feet down the hallway, towards Claire's room, but something felt odd. From a distance, I could hear soft moans and giggles coming from her room, but there was an

AUDREY I blinked rapidly, staring at my dad for a second, before turning to Richard. Claire giggled mockingly from her seat, staring with contempt as if waiting for me to get embarrassed. “Uhh… dad, I don't think it's really—” I said, trying to divert the question, unsure if Richard knew what to say. But then, I felt Richard squeeze my hand gently without looking at me, as if telling me that he's got this. “I would first gather all the facts together as evidence,” Richard began, staring directly at my dad, completely unfazed. “Then what?” my dad asked, taking a sip from his champagne glass. “Then, I'll speak to you first—privately, but if you're unwilling to change, I'll present the evidence to the board so actions can be taken. The company comes first before anyone else—and that includes the CEO.” Richard said, taking his own glass for a sip. The whole table froze instantly. My dad leaned back, furrowing his eyes cautiously as one of his business partners beside him whispered i

AUDREY Richard tightened his grip around my hands as we stood in front of the priest. I didn't return the smile, my breath catching as I stared at some strange men with dark sunshades, scattered among the congregation. I leaned close to Richard, nibbling at my lips as tension surged through my veins, “You see those guys with dark sunshades?” I whispered, clutching tight to my wedding roses. "Yeah," Richard exhaled, his eyes piercing through the crowd, "They're almost camouflaged in the crowd and I have a really bad feeling," My chest tightened, heart racing fast, “What do we do?” I asked, but Richard didn't reply. My brows squinted, puzzled why Richard was suddenly ignoring me, but then he turned to the priest. “Miss. Sinclair, can you hear me?” The priest said, snapping me back to the present. “Yeah… yes, I can hear you,” I replied with a sheepish grin on my face. “Do you, Audrey Sinclair, take this man, Richard Howard, to be your lawfully wedded—” the priest cleared h

AUDREY My joints stiffened the moment I heard the voice. Kevin's head turned to face the door as we both stared at it, shocked.“Claire?” my voice cracked with a whisper as I broke free from Kevin's grip. “It's not what it looks like… I swear.”Claire paused, her eyes darting between Kevin and me, then burst into a mocking laugh.Smirking, she took a sip from the orange juice box in her hand and said, “It’s not what it looks like? Sis, that has to be the most cliché excuse I’ve ever heard in my life.”Kevin finally let go of me as he straightened up. I pulled my dress down, shame welling up as I swallowed hard.“Claire, you can't just barge into your sister's room like that!” Kevin said before I could say anything further.“Oh, please!” Claire snapped at Kevin. “Who do you think you are to tell me what not to do in my house?”“You're even worse than I am, big sis.” she sighed, pushing Kevin out of her way as she approached me, “You just got married today and your husband is in the ho

AUDREY After the council had dismissed, I forced myself up, dragging my heavy feet to my office.My head ached with every step I took. Those accusations couldn't be true. I forced myself to believe that it was all a setup by my father's jealous rivals; after all, his company was among the most successful.I dropped helplessly onto my seat the moment I entered my office. Files rustled as pushed them to the side.Just then I heard a gentle knock on my door and instantly I knew it was my best friend Hilda, who was also my personal assistant.“Audrey?” she whispered, pushing the door slightly before I smiled at her.“I'm so tired, Hilda.” I groaned, leaning backwards as a heavy sigh escaped my lungs as I closed my eyes.Hilda forced a smile as she approached me with a cup of coffee in her hand.“You look exhausted,” she frowned. “Did you have breakfast this morning?”“I had toast,” I whimpered, twitching my lips to the left, “I was running late for the meeting.”Hilda sighed, shaking her