Novel & Cerita My Two Faced Billionaire Husband

Maybe all three. And here I was— standing awkwardly like a background extra in his billionaire world. He disappeared into one of the bedrooms, and just before the door shut behind him, he tossed one last smirk over his shoulder. “Good night, wife.” I stood there frozen. Still flustered. Still mortified. Still very aware of the cold ring on my finger and the fact that this man—this smug, frustrating, half-naked man—was now technically my husband. I didn’t sign up for this.

Ibinato ko sa limot ang pinagsamahan namin at namuhay ng tahimik. "Bilyonaryo?" Gulat na tanong ni Froilan. "Saan mo naman nalaman yan? Bakit wala namang sinasabi na ganyan si Diana?" "Iyon na nga, wala siyang sinasabi sa atin na dati pala siyang Billionaire's Wife. Sobrang yaman pala ng ex husband niya." Akward akong ngumiti sa kanila, hindi alam kung paano sasabihin at lulusutan iyon.

The nonchalant man from breakfast was gone, replaced by the ruthless tycoon who didn't tolerate betrayal. "We're just a day married and you're already cheating on me?"

Matapos niyang ilagay yong wine glass sa side table. This is my husband. Tyron Zaires. I'm the secret wife of this Billionaire. Wag ka ! Nagpakasal lang kami dahil parehas kaming may kailangan. He wanted a wife and I wanted a money, so yeah, we end up like this. "I didn't expect na uuwi ka rito ngayon.." "Well, I just check if you're still breathing here. " Natawa naman ako ng mahina saka siya hinampas ng mahina sa dibdib niya. Loko rin.

agaw pansin ng pari sa kanila na pareho nilang ikinatawa. "Tyrone Davis my dear husband, take this ring as I take you as my other half. A sign that I married to a billionaire husband dahil king'ina alam kong milyones na naman ang presyo nito. Ihanda mo ang liquidations mamaya dahil magbilangan tayo," sabi ng asawa na ikinabunghalit ng tawa ng mga bisita nila pati na s'ya na naluluha sa kakatawa.

THE BILLIONAIRE'S REAL WIFE CHAPTER 1 3RD POV "Anong ibig mong sabihin John?" Gulat na tanong ni Rose sa asawa niya. "Nakita na namin ang totoong Anak natin." Sagot nito sa asawa niya, habang bakas sa mukha nito ang gulat. "Hindi ba, sinabi ko na sa 'yo na 'wag mo na siyang hahanapin pa!" Galit na sigaw nito sa asawa niya.

But this time, walang rason para magalit ako sa kanya. He's doing his job as my fake husband. Gaya ng sinabi niya sa altar na po-protektahan niya ako. And now, ganoon rin ang gagawin ko. "I'm your husband for a reason." ngiti niya. Ngumiti ako pabalik. Maybe he's not as bad as I first thought. Maybe I just judged him too quickly because of his privilege. I assumed he was like those billionaires who only think about themselves and their money, guarding their reputation like it's everything, even when they're the ones ruining it in the first place.

"Good afternoon ninong! Kumusta na po kayo?" Kaagad naman ako nitong niyakap at hinalikan sa noo. Masaya ito hanbang tinititigan ako. "Ang laki mo na Iha, matagtagal na rin na hindi tayo nagkita." madamdaming wika nito. Kababalik lang kasi nito ng States dahil nagkaroon ng Breast Cancer ang asawa nito at kailangan mapagamot ito kaagad dahil tumuntong na sa Stage 3 ang sakit nito. Dahil na din sa mayaman ito naging madali ang recovery nito at unti unting gumaling. Ilang taon din silang namalagi doon at bumalik ng Pilipinas para muling ibangon ang kanilang nalalapit na malugi na negosyo.

“Don’t worry about her. Hindi magtatagal, ultimo pangalan niya ay makakalimutan na niya.” Tumango si Khelowna at tumayo na. “Mauna na ako Dr. Smith. Thank you for your time.” “Uuwi ka na? Sabayan mo muna ako magdinner. I’m starving.” Natawa si Khe at agad na umiling. “I have a jealous husband. Kahit na magkaibigan lang tayo, alam kong magtatampo yun.” “He should know that I have no interest in you romantically. I just see you as an asset to my hospital.”

"Sign that thing, I need that by tomorrow morning." "Do you think I am going to have sex with you? Hell no, I don't like gold digger woman. Anyway, fixed yourself because by tomorrow i'll going to introduce to you what hell is," sabi niya agad siya lumabas ng opisina. Tinignan ko ang aking sarili sa harap ng salamin at bigla na lang tumulo ang luha ko. Naawa ako sa sarili ko, I have a messy hair, at mga tao sa paligid ko pinagmukha akong salot sa lipunan at iyung daddy ko ay baon sa utang. Ang messy ng buhay ko, at mas alam kong mas lalong maging impernong buhay ko dahil isa na akong qualateral at contract wife sa isang cold na bilyonaryo.