All Chapters of Marry My Billionaire Second Husband : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Matteo gritted his teeth. He would never consider Catherine Laine — the woman who seduced his father and took the place of his actual mother in the family — as his mother, yet he had to politely call her that or risk his father’s ire.He still needed that bastard of a father for now, and it wouldn’t do well to offend him so early."My apologies, Mother," Matteo said, nearly spitting out the last word. "Might I ask why you’re calling?""I’m concerned for you," Catherine simpered, yet Matteo could detect the glee in her voice. "Pictures of you with that girl are floating all over the internet! Matteo, I know men have needs, but surely you could have chosen better than to sleep with your secretary?""Would you rather I sleep with the maids instead, like how my father did with you?" Matteo retorted, and he was rewarded with a muffled curse from the other end of the line. He would pay for that later, but cutting her down now gave him a brief moment of vindictive pleasure."Of course not, m

"Amelia!" Cherry exclaimed, rushing over to draw her into a hug.Amelia could only stand there like a block of wood, stunned by Cherry’s overt friendliness. If she was in her shoes, Amelia doubted that she would react so welcoming to a woman her partner was apparently engaged to.Guilt welled up within her. Cherry was a manager that actually tried her best to help Amelia, even with the limited time she knew her, only for Amelia to stab her in the back."Cherry, I have to explain," Amelia said hurriedly. She wanted to come clean with everything, but then Matteo’s warning rang in her mind. She chanced a quick look at him, and caught his impassive reaction.What if Cherry got upset and then decided to go to the tabloids with the truth of their relationship? It would undo all of Matteo’s past efforts!"What about?" Cherry asked, cocking her head curiously. She looked at Matteo. "What did you do with her, you ass?"Amelia’s eyes bulged out at her cavalier way of addressing Matteo. Cherry m

"I’m sorry, you got the wrong person," Amelia said instinctively, yet she couldn’t help but take a closer look at the old man. However, she had never seen that face in her life. "Please, excuse me.""No, that cannot be! You are Elaine!" The old man said frantically, gripping onto her hand for dear life, "The heavens have answered my prayer! You have finally returned to my side... Daddy is sorry he tossed you out..."Amelia swallowed a sigh. This old man must have mistaken her for someone else― a daughter he had fallen out with. With his age, it was possible that he might even have dementia! She looked around, hoping that his family members were here to cajole him, but he was left completely alone. A frown crossed Amelia’s face. Surely his own family could not have been this uncaring to leave him unaccompanied.Thankfully, Amelia had a lot of experience dealing with all sorts of people from her jobs."It’s alright, I forgive you," Amelia said, patting him on the hand. "Can you let go o

"My fiancée is a little shy," Matteo calmly said into the phone.He cast a quick glance at Amelia, who had heard everything on blast. The car speakers were more than loud enough to relay the message, and Amelia wanted nothing more than to melt into the plush leather cushions and hide from the world.She grabbed the seatbelt a little tighter, chewing on her bottom lip, not daring to even breathe just in case Matteo’s father could hear her.His father spluttered at the other end, but Matteo was not willing to listen. He hung up the call without so much as a goodbye or a proper answer. It was only then did Amelia exhaled loudly.Perhaps this was indeed a bad decision. It could help them win the battle for a short while, but it would only ignite a war. Amelia didn’t need to be from a wealthy family to know about the politics that thrived in those sorts of circles― her ex-husband, after all, was the biggest example.Rich people always had a couple of screws loose, and Amelia would be willi

Amelia should’ve been at home hiding from the press and waiting for Matteo to return. Or at least, that was what her rational mind would’ve wanted her to do, and what she thought Matteo would’ve preferred. However, when Cherry dropped by and offered to bring her shopping, she quickly learned that Cherry was a very convincing person."That won’t do," Cherry said, eyeing the lace in distaste. "We need something bolder, brighter― do you have this in red?""Cherry!" Amelia hissed. Her face was the reddest thing available in this lingerie store, and Cherry didn’t seem to care two hoots about it."Of course, Miss Montgomery," the sales assistant said, and she quickly scampered off to attend to Cherry’s request."I thought we were shopping for furniture," Amelia muttered, careful to keep her voice down.She didn’t recognize anyone here, but they all seemed to recognize her. Ever since she and Cherry had set foot into the mall, Amelia could feel the lingering gazes cast upon them. Needless to