Good Morning Billionaire Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Christ, Christ, and Christ. Congratulations boo. Well, I cannot believe it. Wait, I am sorry. You are Christiana Tiger Kelvin now. So, tell me how it feels to be a billionaire’s wife. How does it feel to see bigwigs visiting your manor every day? Tell me about the model of cars he owns. Your place must be a luxurious penthouse. Tell me how it feels to look at the whole city from the top. You must even have a private jet to fly. Am I wrong?” She bombarded my head with her nonstop questions and inquisitiveness to know everything at the spot of the moment. For the first time after my wedding, I realized that getting hitched to a billionaire was probably a big thing. Huh! I tittered at the way

A deep menacing voice suddenly resonated around the area. “Why the hell would my billionaire wife need starting capital from you?”

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

I could care less of how I’d look, of who took pictures of me as headlines, or of even how people would see me since I was the billionaire’s wife. Almost immediately, I heard the wheels of a stretch run in. It was swift. My eyes followed it and I saw a familiar wristwatch Sebastian loved wearing. It was a Gucci watch. Oh, my god, it was Sebastian. Sebastian Knight. My billionaire husband.

I heard my mom's voice, and immediately I rushed towards her. "Mom, you wouldn't believe what I just saw today, or rather heard today." "Becky, if it's about your shameless sister, then my ears are closed. I don't want to hear anything about her here in this house." "Oh really?" I asked, when she turned to walk away. "What if I told you she's now the wife of Hayden Smith, the richest billionaire in New York." She halted just immediately, and made a turn to stare at her.

she explained. "Sigh, rich people are willful!" She said out of jealousy. I held my phone tightly since I was still very much in shock. I didn't know how that was possible just in a few minutes that I had slept and woken up. Before I slept, Amelia still messaged me that I shouldn't be late and now I was on a sudden holiday. Moreover, how is that a holiday? Working for a billionaire's wife alone was a headache! Those women are snobby and difficult. If the billionaire's wife is a young rich brat, then she was done for.

How my parents made a pact with Adrain's parents and how they told me, and that am also getting married in two weeks. "You're getting married to Adrain Stone?" She looked at me like have grown two heads "Um... yeah?" I wonder why she was freaking out about him instead of the fact that am getting married. "You mean the hottest and most successful billionaire? The second richest man in America, Japan, Dubai, new Zealand and many more?" She asked already in a usual excited mood. I'm glad she's okay now but what is she ranting about "Don't tell me you don't know. Haven't you seen the news" she asked shaking me by my shoulders

she said "Because if you did, you would have seen your ex-girlfriend on it a few times with her billionaire husband, of course." The man’s shock was immediate. He had never thought about it this way. Claire, the woman he had loved, had gone on to marry a billionaire? The revelation hit him harder than anything Charlotte had said before. "Claire is married? To a billionaire?" he asked, his voice incredulous. It was clear he hadn’t been following Claire’s life after their breakup, and the news was both shocking and humbling.

Mocking. “Well, of course,” Ellie said lazily. “She’s already planned everything.” Kate stopped speaking. Ellie leaned back, crossing her legs slowly. “This was always the goal, wasn’t it honey ? The money. The comfort. The lifestyle.” Her gaze slid over Kate deliberately. “You wanted to be a billionaire’s wife so badly you schemed your way into his life. How desperate ” Kate didn’t react. She had learned long ago that silence hurt more than words. “All poor people are the same,” Ellie continued lightly. “They grab whatever opportunity they can even if it means stealing someone else’s life.”