I'm The Billionaire's Wife

"Happy christening, baby Astrid!"A wide smile spread across Dominic’s face—my husband Dauxfer’s cousin—as he greeted his niece. Astrid smiled back at him, seemingly delighted by his presence."Thank you for coming with Lydia. I honestly thought you wouldn’t make it. Good thing your flight from New York arrived early?" I asked Dominic."I booked the flight early when Lydia told me about the christening date," Dominic replied."Wait, where’s Lydia? I thought she wanted to see her niece?" I asked again."She’s chatting with her friends. You know Lydia, she never runs out of stories," Dominic joked, and we both laughed."Honey, here you are," my husband Dauxfer said as he approached us with his cousin."Yes, Dominic’s teasing our daughter. Look how happy she is with your cousin’s face," I teased my husband and laughed."I see. Dom’s face does look really funny," my husband teased back."Oh, come on! I’ll just go eat. You two really enjoy picking on my handsome face, don’t you?" Dominic s

"Come on, let’s eat," Jethro invited when I made my way to the dining area of the house. I still couldn’t stop myself from glancing around because my life here was completely different from my real one."You cooked that?" I asked Jethro when I saw the steaming Beef Steak placed neatly on top of the table."This? Of course," he answered confidently. Really? It looked delicious!The aroma alone was rich and inviting.Jethro and I took our seats at the six-seater dining table. He led the prayer, and only after we finished did I scoop rice onto my plate."W-Where is Mela—I mean—Mom?" I asked him carefully."She’s at work. She’ll probably resign soon once she marries her boyfriend. He’s actually asking her to stop working already because he wants to be the one to stand as your father," Jethro explained."Really? That’s very kind of him," I replied softly."What? Kind? You’ve really changed, Menchie," Jethro teased, clearly unconvinced."What are you talking about?""Fine! It really does se

"This is not a fantasy story. I'm telling the truth, Jethro," I insisted.He finished washing the dishes, merely shaking his head at my stubbornness."Suit yourself. I still have a lot to do, Menchie. Besides, you should start getting ready since you and your mom are leaving soon," he said, but I did not respond."Y-You don’t believe me?" The question slipped from my lips. Jethro turned to me again and gave me a faint smile."Menchie, I’m your friend, and you can trust me with anything. But something this impossible? It’s hard to believe," he answered. I drew in a deep breath. Explaining my real identity to him was far from easy.What more if I were to face my family?What would I say? That I am Radiant Monrovia trapped inside the body of Menchie Robert?Tsk!"Come on, Menchie. Start moving before your mom gets mad at you for being late," Jethro said in farewell before leaving me alone.He probably thinks I’m losing my mind.I shouldn’t have spoken so impulsively.IT WAS TEN IN the mo

"How was the ride?" Dauxfer asked after we finished riding the 'Wheel of Fate'. It was delightful. For a moment, I felt like I had returned to childhood.Well, technically, I am still young after all. I’m only twenty-three as Menchie."It was fun, sir. It’s a pity Astrid isn’t here," I mentioned. I noticed that although Dauxfer smiled, there was something hidden behind it."Yeah... but she doesn’t really like rides. She prefers enjoying herself with her friends, so I let her."I simply nodded slowly at Dauxfer. I could feel the quiet sadness behind his eyes, and the heaviness in his expression."Anyway, are you hungry? Come on, let’s eat. It’s already 6:00 PM, and it’s time for dinner.""Okay, babe. Let’s go," Mama replied, and we headed to a nearby restaurant.We ordered our food, and shortly afterward, Dauxfer’s phone suddenly rang."Hello, Astrid... yeah... are you? Okay... see you soon, baby. Bye," Dauxfer said before ending the call."W-Was that Astrid you were talking to?" I ask