Married To The Grouchy Billionaire

Kristin heaved a sigh after coming out of a building. She had just arrived in Las Vegas, looking for a cheap house to rent, but she couldn’t find one that met her budget. "Why are houses in Vegas so expensive? I need to start working as soon as possible to take care of my parents in Glenwood, they can’t continue farming," she whined. "Should I find a rich tycoon and marry him?" she chuckled at her own words. Her stomach rumbled, and she knew it was time to eat, she hadn’t eaten since she landed in Las Vegas. Kristin looked for the perfect spot to sit, and when she found one, she smiled and rushed to sit down. She opened her luggage and took out the homemade rice cakes her mom prepared for her before she embarked on her journey to Vegas. "Mmmm, mom’s cooking is always the best,” Kristin uttered, dancing with her head. She wasn’t the type of person to get shy, which is why she was comfortably eating on the roadside despite how the people passing by were looking at her. "W

“Why would I need her?” he asked again. “The rumors about you won’t go down until you find a way to prove that they aren’t true. The owner of the broadcasting company where the rumor was first uploaded doesn’t know who the anonymous person is. Not only your reputation but also your hotel and the company you have worked so hard for will go down the drain if you don’t do something about it.” “Then what am I supposed to do? I might not have been in a dating rumor before, but I definitely know I am not gay! I feel like wiping everyone out!” Richard yelled, boiling with anger. Richard didn't just have a cold personality; he is also hot-tempered. He gets angry easily and finds it hard to control himself anytime he is upset. “Can you at least calm down and let me talk? You should be thankful I’m used to your anger.” “Then resign if you want, I don’t care!” Richard’s eyes burned with fury. Luke swallowed hard and said, “I have an idea of how you can stop the public from believing the ru

Ophelia sat on the bed, staring at the picture of a ten-year-old girl, her eyes mixed with sadness and regret. Julio entered the room and said, "We should find a way to help our son. The rumors won’t stop going viral." "What son are you talking about? Is Richard our son?" "Not again, Ophelia," Julio said with a tired voice, and Ophelia threw the picture of the ten-year-old girl at him. "She is our daughter, not Richard! After you adopted that Richard twenty years ago, you have completely forgotten our daughter! The heirless of the Hernandez family!" Ophelia shouted. "It’s high time you accept that we can never find our daughter!" "And whose fault was it? If you weren’t so careless and left our daughter alone in that mall, she would still be here with us! Instead of searching endlessly for our daughter, you adopted a devil!" "Richard isn’t a devil, and you know that!" "Easy for you to say because you weren’t the one who gave birth to Adriana! From the very first day Richard se

Richard’s eyes didn’t leave Kristin’s face, because she was totally different from the woman he had met yesterday. He kept looking at her, stunned by her transformation, until Luke tapped him. "Here’s the magazine you were holding, boss," Luke said, smiling. His smile was a bad one because he knew Richard was stunned by Kristin’s new look. "You kept staring at me. Do I look beautiful?" Kristin asked. "No," he answered curtly and left without taking the newspaper from Luke. "I’m still wondering how you manage to cope with his behavior. He didn’t have to be so cold," Kristin frowned. Somehow, she wished Richard had complimented her new look the way Luke did. After the payments were made, Luke went back to Richard’s house to drop off the things they got for Kristin, while Richard and Kristin left to register their marriage. It came as shocking news to the lady in charge of the marriage registration, but with the coldness of Richard’s face, she was too scared to ask questions. Sh

As the CEO of his father's company, Richard attended a meeting at Skyline Corporation, but his mind wasn’t in the room. Though he sat at the head of the table, his thoughts were elsewhere, far from the discussions happening around him. He was physically present but mentally absent. His mind kept replaying how he had treated Kristin earlier. A pang of guilt gnawed at him for yelling at her, an innocent lady who had done nothing but try to be kind. She had acted outside the terms of their contract, but the way he had lashed out at her was unnecessary. He remembered the way she flinched when he raised his voice, and guilt twisted his insides. Richard had always loathed women, treating them with a cold detachment, almost as if they were beneath him. He never felt remorse for it—until now. The guilt he felt was new. Why was he even feeling guilty? These thoughts clouded his mind until a light tap on his shoulder pulled him back to reality. "Are you okay? You seem lost," Julio ask