The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire Mga Nobela at Kwento

People would think because I married a billionaire and appeared on TV, then I was suddenly a billionaire too. "That's not true. I plan on giving you part of the payment tonight and then I'll try and pay the rest by next week." I said in a pleading tone. "Why don't you ask your billionaire husband for help? I'm sure he wouldn't want his wife to be thrown out on the streets." He said with a cunning smile. "I can't- do that." I shuttered, not knowing how to explain to him that I wasn't Allen's real bride, I was just a substitute.

“So, to the main reason we’re here. I need more information about what you were talking about the other day.” Zina leaned back. “Oh, that. What part?” “Ethan’s wife. How did she die?” Zina’s expression changed. “I can’t tell you exactly how it happened.” Mia waited. “But just know that Ethan killed her.” Mia’s face remained composed. “But every news report said it was an accident.” “The Brooks are very influential people.” Mia narrowed her eyes. “So why is he getting married so soon after her death?” “He needs to secure his position. And he needs a child.”

She still remembered Ella’s wide eyes when she said it. “You what? You married a billionaire under contract?” Sophie had laughed at the disbelief, sipping her wine and brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes. No ceremony, no rings. Just ink on a page and signatures.” Ella’s jaw had dropped. “Wait, wait Sophie, who is he?” “His name is Carson O’Connell . He needed a wife for some mmm complicated corporate reasons. And I needed the money for my mum’s hospital bill, Sophie said felling a little bit sad

"Yes stepmother. She answered her with a smirk. There was a knock on the door. Riley's father came in and said, The Knight family has arrived; are you ready, honey? He looked at his beautiful and gentle daughter and continued, Riley, are you sure you want to get married to Bruce Knight? Riley looked at her father. Yes, father, I want to. The Knight family is the wealthiest and most valued family in New York. The only direct heir, Bruce, was disfigured and made crippled when he was kidnapped 15 years ago. Since then, Bruce has not appeared in front of others. He was rumored to be cruel, ugly, and terrible, and every woman sent into his house did not come out alive.

With each phrase he spoke, my chest clenched a little more. "When you saw me on Television, did the only thing you really see in me was Liliana, your wife and not Zaniyah Moore who was your childhood friend?" If I had believed that nothing could be more painful than what he had spoken before, I would not have imagined that his refusal to give me my expected answer would have driven a knife further into my chest. "It's always been Liliana, Zaniyah. I only take you here because I want you to be her substitute. I want you to be my substitute wife."

But now, seeing the woman's defeat and painful look, made him want to have her all the more. "Wait, I don't believe you. Are you- wait, t-the Shawn Richmond? CEO of…" "Yes," Oh goodness! This man, her husband? How insane? This is impossible. It was just a single, straightforward reply, but it had a massive impact. How could she be this stupid? The man was nothing but a cold-hearted billionaire playboy, rich and demanding and evil and so sexy and.... hot! damn it! "Oh my God..."

She was excited. Well, not so happy. Aaron didn't spare her a glance, he flung her hands away as soon as they were out of people's sight. It felt like she was all alone in the marriage already. l signed up to be his substitute bride, l knew what i was signing up for when i agreed to be his substitute wife. But why does it hurt so much? Seeing that the one man you cared and loved so much, doesn't give a flying fuck about you could drive anyone insane" Tessa thought to herself.

“I’m glad. And how’s Emily? Hope she isn’t bothering you too much. I’m sorry I was unable to come pick her up today like I promised.” “Oh nonsense. You know that our little angel is always welcome to stay with us as long as she needs.” “Thanks ma.” I replied. “But what is this I hear about your husband being a millionaire or something like that?” She asked, changing the subject with precise expertise that was peculiar only to the Jones’ household. He was actually a billionaire but I didn’t feel the need to correct her, ignorant being bliss and what not. “Yeah well, that happened.”

Victoria paused, her jaw hardening as Ella continued, “If it wasn't for our kindness, you wouldn't be in this place. Besides, you have something I need.” Victoria gave her mother a sharp look. “What do you mean?” she asked directly, trying to end the conversation as quickly as possible. “I need money,” Ella replied casually, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “Enough to pay off some debts.” Victoria was stunned. “Are you serious?” “Of course,” Ella replied without hesitation. “Logan is your husband, isn't he? A wealthy son-in-law. He should be able to help his family.”

Squeezing my brows in a deep thought, I cracked my brain for any answer to that question and for the first time in a long time, I was stumped. “I don't know, I don't even know how to begin, as we made an agreement for him to marry our daughter in exchange for his money”, i said dejectedly. “How don't you know anything?” she said as she continued sobbing. Find a way you can even threaten him, she said. “Threaten!, threaten you say, do you even know who we are talking about here?" I asked her as I raised my voice, basically shouting at her. That man is a very powerful man and comes from an even powerful family. He alone basically controls most of the shady business that happens in this city, I