บททั้งหมดของ My Wife Tricked Me To Become A Househusband: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

Eira’s eyes darted nervously as she stammered, at a loss for words.The villa had been purchased shortly after I lost my memory. She had coaxed me into buying it with a bank card that came from who knew where.When I thought about it, that card must have belonged to my family, the Grant family.She had used my money to buy the house. Even so, she had led me to believe, without a single mark on her conscience, that I was the one relying on her to survive.“And you.” I turned to Reed. “That designer coat you’re wearing must’ve cost a pretty penny. I wonder which card it was charged to?”Reed’s expression darkened.I stepped closer, sneering coldly. “It’s Eira’s supplementary card, isn’t it? Don’t you know who’s been paying the bill on the primary card every month?”Over the past five years, Eira’s career had only just taken off. Her income could not possibly cover such extravagant spending.I had paid for everything.I once thought it had been proof of Eira’s love. Out of love,

Elena’s arrival meant my five-year nightmare had finally ended.“Fiance?” Eira clutched her chest as she remained sprawled on the floor. Her expression shifted from shock to an absurd sneer.“What did you call him? Fiance? He’s nothing but a stray I picked up off the street…”Her words trailed off.Elena slowly rose to her feet. Without so much as a glance at Eira, she coldly uttered a single word to the bodyguards behind her.“Leg.”Two bodyguards immediately stepped forward and hoisted the still-screaming Eira like she was a sack.One of them grabbed the foot she had just stepped on me with and twisted it hard.Snap!The sharp crack of breaking bone echoed through the villa’s courtyard, accompanied by Eira’s blood-curdling scream.“Aaah—! My leg! My leg’s broken!”Reed was terrified out of his wits. He scrambled to flee, but the other bodyguard blocked his path.Elena finally turned to stare at Eira. Her gaze was cold, like she was observing a lifeless object.“This it

Eira started frantically calling me. However, I had long since changed my number.She then searched online for news about me. Her findings were flooded with headlines like “Grant family’s Only Son Found After Disappearance” and “Grant Group Facing New Changes.”In the photos, I wore a bespoke suit while standing beside my father, Albert Grant, and Elena. My expression was neutral and dignified.I was a world apart from the meek “Vedran Clarus” who had endured everything at her house.Only then did she truly realize she had lost the man who loved her most in the entire world.Driven to desperation by the Grant family’s legal team and crushing debts, Eira resorted to the most foolish tactic available, which was playing the victim.With her crutch in hand, she appeared at the gates of the Grant family estate daily. Her expression was one of deep affection and bitter regret.Soon, odd voices began circulating online. “What heartless tycoons! The girl’s leg is broken, yet she waits s

My wedding with Elena took place as scheduled.It took place amid the azure sea, pristine white sands, and blooming flowers.I watched Elena dressed in a pure white wedding gown. She was arm-in-arm with Mark, my father-in-law, as she walked toward me step by step.Her eyes brimmed with the gentlest starlight in the world.Her father solemnly placed her hand in mine.“Vedran Grant, I entrust my daughter to you.”“Rest assured, Mark,” I vowed, clasping Elena’s hand tightly. “I will love and protect her with my life.”Under the witness of the priest and all our loved ones, we exchanged rings and vowed to spend our lives together.When Elena kissed my lips, I heard the sound of waves, the sound of wind, and my clear and strong heartbeat.I knew I was truly happy.After the wedding, we traveled to many places for our honeymoon.We went from the north to see the Northern Lights, to the Savannah to witness the great animal migration, and to the south to explore various ancient civi