Novel & Cerita My Secret Billionaire Husband

I was sick and tired of everything—this wheelchair, this house— I was tired of it all. Taking in deep breaths, I wheeled towards the guest room where my new 'wife' was currently staying. I knew she was probably ecstatic to learn that she would be marrying the billionaire's crippled son. Just like the last two, her next plan would probably be to kill me and take over my property. A man who couldn't even get an erection was as good as useless to them whether or not it was Alexander Forger. They were all here for the money, and I knew this one was no different.

I don't know why he is giving me so much information because I never asked for any of this, and what annoyed me the most is that he keeps talking as if he's doing me a favor by getting married to me as my second wife in secret. “So what you're trying to say now is that you want both of us to get married, but it has to be a secret from the media and your wife?” I asked him again to confirm if I heard him correctly. “Yes, you will have nothing to worry about because I'm going to satisfy you. As you know, I'm a very rich guy, and I am capable of taking care of two families. Fiona has enough money to take care of herself and the kids in the future if we decide to have one.” I honestly can't beli

The hall was large and spacious enough to accommodate over fifty people and still had enough space to move around. Everyone was in a jolly mood that particular evening, dancing, drinking and chatting sophisticatedly. Naomi Mitchell was at wit's end watching the man she called her husband flirting shamelessly and touching openly, another woman he had chosen not to forget in his life. Grace. Grace was his first love and after her relationship failed, she returned to steal Naomi's husband, Justin Miller, who seemed to be effortlessly working.

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

"Oh, James dropped me home. I was grateful he didn't ask me questions. I would have broken down in the car but luckily, I got home before that happened." "It's okay. sometimes, the bad people must leave for the good ones to show. Who knows, some billionaire somewhere must be missing a rib," Monica teased casually. "Talking about billionaires, how is marriage with a billionaire? I noticed your scent has even changed. You smell like your husband," Gertrude exposed. Monica's cheeks were heated before she said, "Contract husband," she corrected. Gertrude's jaw dropped in surprise. "Don't be surprised. I couldn't tell you because it happened so fast but please keep it a secret. Aside from my fami

He knew the dangers of letting her family know who she was going to be and where. They were going to announce that they were married at a later time when they were a little more settled in their own lives. It would just be easier without the tabloids and the scandal pages of the newspaper reporting on their every move when they just began. He knew how the system worked, and he was willing to help navigate that, so she wasn't affected. This was completely different for her. This would be completely different for any normal person who was stepping up into this position that would be the one next to him. Being the wife of a billionaire was going to be overwhelming, but at the same time, it woul

"Yes. You may go." "Thank you, Lissa. Thank you!" Edgar opened his arms; he was about to hug Elissa. Elissa dodged. She was still reluctant to be held by Edgar. Edgar, who had been happy, now his face was flat again. That's right. Edgar was no one but Elissa's secret husband. He had no way to Elissa's heart. At least for now. Tomorrow? After the Lebanon project, Edgar could surely be re-energized to make Elissa fall in love. For him, marriage is only once. He didn't want to fail the choice he had made.

She had worn the 4,000-dollar wedding dress, so expensive that her heart ached over it. It was not like now. She could afford a 400,000-dollar wedding dress as long as she wanted to. Zephyr pulled out his phone. There was a video clip he treasured. Her smile was carefree and pure in the video, like a fairy in the worldly realm. Her voice was sweet and exuberant. “I vow to love my husband no matter what he becomes! “Hmm… even if he becomes fat, ugly, old and stupid, or bald and plump, he’s my husband, now and forever. I’ll stay by his side eternally and not abandon him!”

I faced the rows of clothing again and continued to look through them while huffing under my breath; it had just been one of those days. My phone buzzed in my bag. I sighed, yanked it out, fully prepared to scroll past another pointless update from some influencer or socialite. But then I read the headline. BREAKING: Billionaire CEO Alex Taylor Tied to Mysterious Marriage—Meet His Secret Husband. It hit me like a wave as I felt my heart sink into my stomach. The picture was loading slowly before I saw it clearly. Alex in a sleek black tux, standing next to Dennis—that Dennis, his damn secretary—wearing a matching smile. They looked… like a couple.