The Billionaire's True Wife (English Version)

Eleja Juarez: POV

"Hahaha! Go ahead, Elijah Juarez, have your fun, because tomorrow, that smile will vanish! I heard a woman's voice as I walked to the dressing room to put on my crystal-like wedding gown.

But I ignored it,' no matter what that woman said nothing could separate me and Leandro, once we were married beacuse , I need to hurry ,' my husband was waiting. Despite the unsettling words, I pushed them aside, unwilling to ruin our wedding.

"A grand wedding is taking place at Hacienda Ferman." The only sounds were enchanting music, the decorations surrounding the hacienda, and beautiful white flowers that resembled clouds.

I am Eleja Juarez, the lucky bride of Leandro Ferman, a Billionaire and the only son of the Ferman family. He's desirable to many women, but I'm the only one he chose from the moment he first saw me.

It was love at first sight, a memory that still makes me blush.

Our wedding was attended by cousins, godparents, friends, and other wealthy families from around the world.

I was overjoyed even knowing many disapproved of our marriage. I was happy because I knew Leandro loved me deeply. He fought for our love and now we were married. I couldn't ask for more, he's kind and loving.

While Leandro chatted with our guests, I stood alone. No one approached to congratulate me. I expected this, though. What mattered was my happiness with the man I'd spend my life with." I didn't care what others thought.

Then Leandro called me over.

"Honey… come here," he said, kissing my forehead. "Why are you alone? Join us! This is our special day, honey."

I smiled broadly to hide my discomfort. I knew I'd be tongue-tied if they spoke to me directly, and I felt out of place. I knew they didn't truly welcome me.

A beautiful, elegant woman approached. Her sophistication was evident in her speech, attire, and jewelry. She looked like a celebrity. How could Leandro choose me over women like her? I wondered.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Ferman! The gown suits you perfectly. I love it," Furtiza Monteroso said, her voice laced with a hint of envy. "When will I get to wear something so beautiful?"

I smiled, trying to convey happiness despite feeling belittled.

Many guests had complete families, while I had none at my wedding. I'd sent invitations, but no one came. Perhaps they were embarrassed, or maybe they simply didn't want to attend.

"Where is your family? Or relatives? Because… I wonder why they aren't here on your wedding day? Maybe they didn't have fancy clothes?" Furtiza asked with a smirk.

"Maybe they were busy," I replied. "And yes, I'm incredibly happy. Thank you for your heartfelt congratulations. I hope you'll find a handsome billionaire husband someday."

She seemed irritated by my response.

"Really? You're happy even though many disapprove? Don't you notice everyone's talking about you? You don't belong in this family," she whispered, her face close to my ear. Her words stung.

Leandro immediately embraced me, cutting Furtiza off. He must have noticed her unkindness and offered me support.

Furtiza was the woman his family wanted him to marry. I still don't understand why he chose me.

Time flew by, and guests began to leave.

Leandro's close friend, Bernard, approached.

"Congratulations, Eleja Juarez… I mean, Eleja Ferman. You look so beautiful," he said. Everyone knew Bernard had feelings for me, adding fuel to the family gossip.

Leandro knew about Bernard's feelings, and it was fine with him. I loved Leandro.

But then everything changed. A call came from Singapore, where Leandro's father was.

"Señorito Leandro! A call from your hacienda in Singapore. He needs to speak with you urgently," a servant announced.

Guests were leaving, leaving only relatives, Furtiza, Bernard, and the remaining servants.

"Just a moment, honey. I'll take this call," Leandro said, leaving me with his relatives, who stared at me with disdain.

"Looks like there's a problem with my Uncle Enrick in Singapore. Leandro will surely go there," Furtiza said.

I listened, feeling numb.

Hours passed without Leandro. Furtiza and Bernard chatted happily. I sat alone.

Then I saw Leandro approaching. His face was unreadable – sad or angry? I just hoped his father was alright.

"Bernard, Furtiza, Eleja and I need to talk privately. You take care of the remaining guests," Leandro said, and we left for the mansion.

Once inside, he spoke seriously, making me nervous.

"What's happening? Is Papa alright?" I asked.