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“That’s too fast, is it even possible?” She asked herself as she read the new article, finding out from the news she just became one of the richest people in the whole of Russia after her husband now ex-husband, signed those papers, it was overwhelming to read about and totally surreal. “He really did everything and made me out to be the villain, a gold digger? A freeloader, a vile disgusting woman who only marries men for money? I am none of those things,”

A listless, and astonished voice comes through the door. -OMG I can't believe it, look who is Jeff the millionaire, wow, I heard you got married, and well she is your wife now, I saw it in the papers, I thought your wife was living the high life, I didn't imagine she worked for you," says the black haired girl. -Yes I am his wife, and well I haven't had time to be using money, besides I'm not the kind of person who spends money, I'm not that kind of woman," says Lucrecia.

“She's married…too bad” “Then her husband is really lucky…she's a total package…she's not only talented but beautiful," “I wish she was my wife…so great,” Ricardo heard some people whispering to themselves beside her. He could only smile and watch in anticipation. Of course, the woman was his wife. He was willing to do anything to have her back. Even if it meant using his money and power.

I asked as I was starting to freak out. I can't be married to the hidden billionaire. It’s so unbelievable to be real. “My husband is Ricardo?” “The richest hidden billionaire in our city?” "I don't believe you" i shook my head. "Drake!”he turned to his driver. “ can you take a u turn to any nearest mall? I can't bring my wife home dressed up like this" he ignored me as he instructed his driver on what to do next. My cheeks slightly burnt when he called me his wife.

I was horrified when he let go of my shoulders; he slid his palms, and they stopped in the middle of my arms. I closed my eyes completely when I felt how his lips pressed against the skin of my neck. “Yeah, my wife. But that doesn't mean your parents were as rich as us. In our world of real rich people, your parents are the poorest. That's why they're not here now. They are not invited. We don't invite poor people like them. You should be thankful because I'm your husband, otherwise, you can't attend tonight.” The truth slapped me: my husband is one of the richest people in the whole world, making me realize that he doesn't have the wealth that my parents or our family have.

The fact that I got married to my husband elder brother because that was the only way that I could get to survive. Was it the fact that I made one of my husband's admirers to commit suicide because I was so quick to judge. "How are you doing?" Another lady asked me. "I'm doing so great, I guess. What about you?" I replied them It was so awkward to be amongst the midst of the lady who were here. I felt a little bit inferior amongst them even though Ryan was the richest in the friend's group. "Would you like to join the rich wife's club?" Why do they have to make everything about our husband?

Advika felt happy that her husband agreed with her because this is her. **A handicapped wife of the richest billionaire of the country.** ********** ********** Let me know your thoughts about my book in the comment section. With Love, Author The Cloud.

I knew because I searched for the jeweler on the internet and when I took a glance at their price list, I realized that my husband was indeed wealthier than I'd thought him to be. "You're very lucky to be married to a man like Mr Rexroth. He's literally the richest man of his age in this city, and even if he's rumored to be so closed off and cold, I notice that he breaks character for you. You alone. That must be a fairytale." The middle-aged woman gushed. I looked at her with a hint of sadness in my eyes, which I wondered if she could see. My life was no fairytale, it was far from it.

“I mean, who wouldn’t want to be Mrs. Richard Anthony William? Wife of the third richest man in the whole world?” My head snapped up. Third richest? Who the hell was she talking about?

He has become a fun boy to talk with, especially that he found out that I am the person he admires. "My name is Rich but I am poor," he said. "Don't worry you'll try how stressed rich people are." I pressed the button on the side of my phone so its screen lit up. "And I want to see how rich men have a beautiful wife like yours." "Have you seen this woman? She's my wife," I said while zooming in on Athara's face. "She's beautiful. I mean, beautiful is not enough to describe her. But I apologise because I haven't seen her here."