Sold to the Cold-Hearted Billionaire: His Plus-Size Substitute Bride

Lilian Sanchez The sound of my blaring alarm pulls me out of my deep slumber, and I force my eyes open as the blurry ceiling welcomes me. Again, I have woken up to deal with the miseries of my life and choose whether to stay alive or get thrown into depression and probably end up committing suicide. I know that I will eventually have to choose between the two. What do you expect from a young innocent lady that got nothing all her life, but bullies and rejection from the world? My name is Lilian Sanchez, twenty-one years old chubby, short and ugly young lady. The only child of my sick father and my mom who was said to have divorced my father and abandoned me when I was just six months old. I have no idea about the reason she had to make that decision. What would've pushed her to abandon her six months old baby? That is the question that has been disturbing me for years now, but I never got an answer to it. What do I even expect? Maybe I was so fat that she couldn't stand my presence

"What are you doing?" Her hands tremble nervously as she presses her back hard against the wall like she wants to disappear into it. Her heartbeat increases rapidly whilst clenching her fingers tightly around the towel wrapping around her chest like she doesn't want it to fall off. "Don't make that face, Lilian. I didn't bring you here to enjoy life in my empire, OK? You're here to satisfy me..." He pauses as he finally lets the robe falls off his body, revealing his half-naked body with just his brief on. She tries not to drool at his perfectly toned abs, his firm nipples that keep screaming for her attention, but the more she tries to resist the urge to stare, the more she find herself looking down there. "Yeah, that right there... You like what you see, huh?" His hush voice brings her back to reality, and she snaps her eyes up to see him walking toward her, and her heart quivers. "I don't like pigs... I mean, look at me. I am handsome, wealthy, and I have women throwing themselv

Chapter 5Her heart beats rapidly against her chest as she hops out of the car, holding the flower in her hand tightly, like she's seeking comfort from it. Looking around the parking lot where many cars are parked, her nervousness increases rapidly as realization dawns on her that there'll be many people in the magnificent villa in front of her. "Behave yourself in there," Ren warns him for the second time as he stands side by side with her, while having a disgusting look on his face. As much as he doesn't want to do this, it doesn't seem like he has an option at this point. "Where did you run off to, Ren? I have been trying to reach you, but your phone was switched off," Mrs. Bradford says as she hurries up to them, but she stops on her track and pulls a puzzled look when she spots Lilian standing beside her son. "Mom something came up that needed my attention. Nothing happened to my phone, maybe it was the reception. I'm here now," He replies to her, but her gaze is all over Lilia

Chapter 7Ren parks his black Lamborghini roughly at the parking lot, and hops out. He rushes over to the entrance door of the hospital, and barges in, heading to the reception. "Hey," He calls the receptionist's attention, causing her to raise her gaze to look at him while having a questioning look on her face."Hello...""An accident victim was taken here minutes ago. It's a woman. Please where's she?" He asks worriedly and restlessly. He had gotten a call while he was still at the villa earlier, that Tracy got into an accident on her way from sorting out the issue her brother had with someone. He had to rush down here as soon as he got the news. "She has been taken to the ER. You should wait for the doctor over there," The receptionist says to him calmly as he points to the chair in the lobby, earning a scoff from him. "Where's the ER?" He asks impatiently. "Sir, you can't...""Where is the damn ER, young lady?" He snaps at her as he slams his hand on the counter, causing her to

Chapter 9"Hey, Lilian. You mistakenly took my phone. I'm outside your gate, please come outside," Nate's familiar voice sounds through the phone when the phone rings again, and she finally answers the question. "I'm sorry about that. Can I return it tomorrow, please? I am not free now," Her voice sounds dull and stressed enough to get anyone worried. "Are you OK? Did something happen?" Nate's voice sounds through the phone, and she shakes her head like he can see her. How's she supposed to tell him that after being forced into marriage with Ren, she was forced to donate blood to his fiancee or whatever he called her again? "Yes, I'm fine. I'm just a bit tired after a long day, and...""Alright, it's fine. You can return it tomorrow," His voice cuts off before silence reigns on the other end, which means that the call has been disconnected. She sighs briefly and in relief as she brings the phone down from her ear, and drops her hand on her lap. "Do you need me to get you anything?