Novel & Cerita The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

I stared, but he cut me off. “Enough of this,” he growled. “You know, if I were you, I would remember your place, Cassandra.” His voice was stern, threatening. “YOU were the one who insisted on marrying ME. You saw dollar signs right from the start. My mother was right about you. She’s always been right. You’re a trophy wife. Nothing more. You want my money? Go ahead! Spend my money. Go to Greece, or France, or Bora Bora. Clear your head. Just stop being so dramatic.” I trembled with rage. Trophy wife? The sheer audacity! I’d married Jordyn out of love, not for his money. How dare he? I was just about to tell him this when a hand reached over and took my phone.

Yes, it was she who had fixed an appointment with him and then stood him up in that restaurant. She had also removed his sister as the model of the company and gotten money to compensate Bella through the corporation. His wife was a billionaire, not someone who whored herself out... Eve stopped in front of her husband, enjoying the various play of emotions in his eyes. She tried not to revel in how good his cologne smelt, and took a step closer to him, the cameras flashing on them. Then she leaned closer and whispered in his ears, "Smile, the cameras are on us."

she added, voice turning wistful, “I might have been his wife by now. But you know… five years in a coma, losing my sight, it tends to complicate relationships.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “ “You know Leonard is married, don’t you?” My voice shook, hands trembling around the phone. “You know the lakeside villa is where we spent our honeymoon?” “Oh, really?” Her tone shifted, fake innocence cranked up to unbearable levels. “I had no idea. I just assumed Leonard wanted to make me comfortable.” I couldn’t stop. The anger burned hotter than the stove. “Do you know Leonard loves his wife? Do you know we’re happy?”

I'd do anything to get my revenge on Annie and Daniel. I breathed a sigh of relief after signing the papers and I turned around to take my leave. “Going home?” he asked. “Of course.” I replied to him. Brandon Ford giggled “Miss Addison Smith, have you forgotten you are now my wife? You will live in my house from now on, get into the car and let's go.” What have I gotten myself into? I wondered, my heart pounding. This man will not be an easy one to live with. How can I cope with such a domineering man?

My father’s voice dropped deathly low as he advanced toward me. “I will not be used as a replacement for any man. I deserve to be with someone I love—and who loves me too. Not someone who is looking for a substitute.” I was defiant and hell-bent on not marrying Jared Wilson. A billionaire businessman and mogul, he had the looks and the money any woman would normally desire.

“That’s what’s going on. It’s the first step in getting away from lying scum like you.” “Ava, please, baby, let’s talk. Let me explain everything to you.” Ava chuckled humorlessly. It was funny how she had been probing him all this while, trying to know what he was hiding, and yet her mind could never have grasped this particular secret. She would never have guessed, even with a gun to her head: That her forced husband is a billionaire.

I questioned, still verymuch surprised. "Eve... Oh first, I promised to get you a business... So this is. besides, have you forgotten? I am self employed and I want you to work in one of my companies. You don't need to go for interviews or fill forms, send appointment letters. I'm giving you a job just like that because I am your husband" He emphasized. I was so excited.. it was like a dream come true.. I mean it's sorta an impossible task but I guess wealthy people can make anything impossible, possible.

but I thought if this is same than she will surely meet me and introduce herself even I she is my ishu she will definitely not call me everytime sir sir blah blah. I open my eyes and went toward balcony and stand up there. And see it's stars and moon but it's little cloudy and windy even why not it's monsoon season her favourite. I close my eyes there and feel that air that cold breeze so child her innocent face come. I thought my mom is very stubborn if she decided to marry me with someone I know she will but I don't what should I do umm my mind speak up "idea I tell the girl no to this marriage bcoz I love someone else and if you marry Me. I don't give that love you deserve. Which a wife w

She scoffed with a hitched brow. “Don’t you dare try to mock me, you hypocrite? You should feel so ashamed standing so confidently and bragging about a husband you took from me. I should be the one sitting there and not you so how dare you try to act like you are now better than me when you are nothing but a filthy thief”

But it's okay, I can go with her to register the marriage right now and will prepare the wedding as quickly as possible. “We are husband and wife, this will never change. Be good, Alisa, follow me home. Your husband is now a billionaire, he has a lot of money and...” “No, we are not. There is nothing to prove that you are my husband… please forgive me, I already have a boyfriend, ah, no, I already have a fiancé.”