The Billionaire's Replacement Wife Manhwa Novels & Stories

But today, right in front of her, she's seeing her give someone the love she deserves. Ashley left years back; she did replace her after she was asked to marry him by his father for the compensation he thought she deserved after saving him from a ghastly accident. Layla was employed as a maid for the family. Time went on, she got closer to him, and they developed a good relationship with Nolan until his father proposed marrying her, seeing how well they got along. Nolan was asked if he wanted to marry her, and he didn't reject the proposal. It didn’t take long, less than a month, before his true nature began to surface. Since then, their marriage has been a difficult experience for her.

The words slipped out quietly without me even thinking and Julian’s fingers paused against his phone and there was this unrecognisable emotion in his face. “He built everything I have,” he answered after a moment. “Cross Industries started with him.” “And your mother?” His jaw tightened slightly. “My mother loves power and herself more than people.” Well. That explained literally everything. My eyes drifted toward my reflection in the glass and I barely recognized myself anymore. Designer clothes. Luxury penthouse. Fake marriage. Media scandals. Hours ago I was arguing with hospital billing departments and eating noodles in my apartment while grading exhibition proposals. Now I was standing

One of them held a black duffel bag that clinked ominously. Aria’s voice stayed steady. “If I’m such a nobody, why go through all this trouble? Kidnapping me in broad daylight? You’re risking everything.” Selena’s eyes flashed with pure venom. She rose and paced again, her coat flaring. “Because he married *you*. *You*! After everything I did for him, the blood on his hands. I was supposed to be the one wearing his ring. The one sharing his bed every night. The one building an empire with him.” Her voice rose, cracking with raw jealousy. “Instead, he chose some wide-eyed girl who knows nothing about his world just because I run away once.

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I pulled out my phone and showed her the picture of our marriage certificate. “Dorathy, meet my husband. Adrian Blackwell.” Silence. Dorathy stared at the screen, then looked at me as if I'd lost my mind. “Adrian Blackwell?! The billionaire? The Ice King of Blackwell Enterprise?” She slapped both hands over her mouth. “Elena, are you fucking insane? You married the most terrifying man in the country out of spite?!” “He gave me a domestic contract, so I tore it up in front of his chief butler, claimed his master suite, wore his designer shirt as a dress, and crashed his international investor meeting with diner food.”

He looked genuinely serious about following me everywhere for a whole year. “How am I going to afford a luxury life if you don’t work?” I smiled when he laughed at my joke. “You are funny, baby, but don’t worry, I have investments that won’t stop just because I am not showing up at the office. Your husband is a successful businessman and a billionaire.” He bragged. “Show off.” He laughed again and I joined him. We didn’t say anything for a whole minute again. “Are you happy that your mother is here?”

"I'm practical. Annul this arrangement. Marry me. I disappear quietly and no one ever hears about Iris Hartley walking down the aisle as her sister." Victor steps forward. "He has a real wife." "He has a substitute." Her voice stays pleasant, which is its own kind of cruelty. "A kind gesture that got complicated. Not a real choice. Not someone from the right world." Dominic's control breaks clean and fast. "Get out." "I don't think you understand the position you're in." "I understand perfectly." He moves closer to her, not threatening, just removing all pretense of distance. "You're blackmailing us. It won't work."

I had bought the pill, taken it and hopefully killed the ‘bastard’ inside me after the breakfast and decided to get along with my day like nothing had happened before. I went to get my favorite coffee. “One cup of cappuccino and a mega burger.” I ordered before finding a table to sit and wait in. My idle mind returned to Rowan Donovan, it was hard for it not to. Rowan was a king around these parts, came from money, lived in a castle, has servants. ‘The king of North-hill the tabloids called him. He was powerful, rich and super influential that it was hard to ever come across him. Oh but I did, and gave him my virginity.

Sienna rolled her eyes and continued to read over the contract. “Good. Oh, and I expect your bed to be empty, as will mine. You will be my wife, and I see no other woman worthy to sleep next to me. If you have anything to add or wish to change, write it on the last page.” The billionaire added as the car came to a stop. He looked past the waitress and out of her window; the apartment she lived in looked like a dump. Windows were smashed, and trash was scattered across the floor. The building itself was beginning to fall apart, and Declan wondered how people were still living here. Surely that was a danger. “What if I refuse your offer?” The waitress asked and looked at the billionaire, that

Silence. Heavy. Sharp. Daniel stared at me as if he no longer knew the woman standing in front of him. And honestly? Maybe he didn’t. Because the girl who once begged for his attention no longer existed. “You’ve changed,” he said finally, his voice colder now. His jaw tightened. Around us, whispers continued quietly, people pretending not to watch while clearly listening to every word. Daniel stepped closer. “Do you really think this marriage is real?” he asked quietly. “You’re just a replacement.”