Alle Kapitel von Divorced and Disfigured, Now Married to a Zillionaire : Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 5

Lilly, 25“I can't. I just can't.” I let out a jagged, muffled protest as my eyes hit the stage. Why had my mother brought me here, forcing me into these ridiculous maid clothes? She had promised me a surprise, and my foolish heart had actually dared to hope that I finally mattered to her.“You can’t?” She groaned. She released the handles of the wheelchair I was sitting in and marched around to face me. I instantly recognized the familiar glint of pure hatred and displeasure in her eyes. “Did you just say you can’t?” She repeated, then turned toward my husband, Victor, who stood near the entrance with his hands in his pockets and an unreadable expression on his face. “I told you, Victor. She is useless. All she knows how to do in that wheelchair is sit all day and play a pathetic wife to a man meant for her sister.”For two years, ever since I was forced to marry Victor in place of my twin sister, who lay in a coma, I had been trapped. To save face for the family, I was coerced into

Lilly“You’re five weeks pregnant, Mrs. McCallum.”I stared at the file in my hands. Pregnant? I’m pregnant?I was still outside the hospital. I had woken up three hours ago, and the doctor who had attended to me, and finally run proper tests, had delivered the news. I couldn't believe my ears. So, my exhaustion wasn't due to hunger; it was because I was carrying a child.Dorcas’s warning from earlier echoed in my mind. So, she had known. She had seen it.A tentative smile spread across my face. The doctor hadn’t told anyone else yet, and I had begged him to let me share the news with my husband myself.I pushed my wheelchair to the roadside, expecting to find my own way home. I was waiting for a cab when a sleek, black limousine pulled up. I frowned as the glass rolled down.I looked up to meet the cold, grey eyes of my husband’s uncle: Sabistan Rhys Hart. The man barely spoke, always moving with a commanding, terrifying presence. I never knew how to act around him, so I made it a po

Lilly I had been locked in this cell for a week, and no one had bothered to charge me. I hadn't been handled with any care, even though they knew I was pregnant.On a Saturday, I was finally told I had a visitor. I didn’t know who to expect, but I wasn't surprised when I saw Alina sitting across from me. Logically, only her would be twisted enough to come.I sat motionless, the cold metal of the chair seeping into my skin. Alina sat opposite me, her fingers laced together, the diamond ring on her hand catching the dull light of the interrogation room. It was a mocking reminder of everything she had, and everything she had stolen."Oh, this?" She noticed me staring at the ring. "Victor proposed last night. The wedding is in a month. You’re free to attend, if you’re out by then."The air left my lungs. I was too exhausted to cry, too numb to scream. All that remained was a burning, hollow need for the truth. I needed to know why I had spent years worshiping a ghost while I was buried