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“We… we were friends. For a short time. She—Dr. Allison Reed—came to me for help.” I stared at her, breath shallow. “What kind of help?” Her eyes flickered before she admitted, “She offered me half of her fortune. Just to take you in.” Her voice trembled—shame and bitterness tangled together. “We needed the money, so I agreed.” The world tilted beneath me. So I was bought. Raised because they needed the money. Not because they wanted me. A hollow ache pressed into my stomach. “Did Dad know?” “Yes,” Bethany whispered. “He knew everything.”

I'll do well to carry you along. The Billionaire's Unwanted Wife 2 (Marrying Him For Revenge) This Book Can Be Read As A Standalone Synopsis I married him, again. My abusive ex-husband. He ruined me, he abused me, he molested me, he took almost everything from me, and then made me have his babies. And then, I married him again. We reconciled after my twin sister whom he did all these for left him, we reconciled and I married him again. I'm officially Mrs. Ford, this time with no commas. And I shall have my revenge. I shall destroy every bits of him left, the ones my twin sister left couldn't.

As if the woman lying in pain wasn’t his wife. Hazel lay there on the cold floor, surrounded by scattered clothes. The maid wanted to help but was afraid of Xander. The pain in her body was nothing compared to the pain in her heart. She looked at the ceiling, her vision getting dark. How long can I endure this? she thought weakly. I am the Billionaire’s Unwanted Wife. I have everything money can buy, yet I have nothing at all. No love. No respect. No care. But even then, she was still holding on. She was still hoping… maybe… just maybe… one day, he would look at her and see her worth.

Alicia looked at her best friend warmly. "Listen to what your best friend has to say! She's obviously not embarrassed or hurt! Because it's the truth! How can a good girl walk out of a nightclub with a guy, right? Hahaha...." Someone grew bolder in mocking Alicia. All this time many were jealous of Alicia, Alicia was a smart, beautiful girl and the girlfriend of the son of a respectable billionaire in their country Adrian Evans Anderson! That's what made them dislike her, especially since Alicia was just an ordinary girl, poor and a scholarship recipient! But all this time they were silent because Alicia was always protected by Adrian, so they didn't have the opportunity to mock or insult Al

"That there are lots of good people in the world who suffer unfairly, and there are some asshole who make tons of money doing stupid shit like exchanging stock or opening hotels. They throw extravagant parties on yachts for no reason, they fly planes for hobbies, they buy art to impress people they don't even actually like. Some of them are just unlucky in love and they want to pretend that they have it with someone young and beautiful, but they know deep down it's all just a fantasy. But others are just cocky assholes who just want someone to impress their friends with. And if those assholes are stupid enough to offer me a bunch of money to pretend to be their girlfriend then I'd be an idio

On the whole, his unpredictable behavior perplexed me greatly. “I am not stupid to tell you the truth, Zuriel. There’s not a chance in hell that you’ll believe Carla’s offer for my virginity. Your aunt is Mother Teresa for you, you’ll definitely get me arrested for defamation charges.” My main agenda was to pass that three months' time peacefully, I didn’t want any beef with these crazy rich people. After all, I was a single mother, who had a tough life ahead of her. Entangling with this billionaire family was like falling into the abyss of endless darkness, which would bring more harm than good.

I gave her some advice because she clearly needed it. “Should I shower you with flowery words then? Would you rather hear lies from me?” She tilted her head while looking at me. “Take a chance with me, Mr. Billionaire. It will be a win-win situation, trust me.” There was really something about her. Something I’ve never felt to any woman before. I hate to admit but her words and the way she said them were like a chant that slowly made me consider the idea. “I get the money and you get to solve your problem with your lust,” she even added. “I heard you also have animosity with your nephew which happens to be my jerk ex. We could join force against him too if you want.”

I said with forced enthusiasm, nodding as if this were some dream opportunity instead of a carefully orchestrated torment. As soon as Alexis left, I slumped back in my chair, letting out a quiet groan. Vivian Scott. He’d been lingering in my mind all day, and now I had to face him again. I could already picture his smirk, the way his eyes had measured me like he enjoyed watching me struggle. No doubt he’d try to throw me off balance again, wielding his charm like a weapon. But I wasn’t going to let him win. Straightening up, I rolled my shoulders back. I had dealt with intimidating professors, demanding bosses, and impossible clients. I could handle one arrogant billionaire.

Like it was waiting for something. Or someone. I swallowed hard, my heart thudding in my ears. This wasn’t just about money anymore. I had crossed into something else entirely. Bella’s eyes glinted as she leaned closer, her voice low. “In this place… the men who come here aren’t just rich. They’re billionaires. Trillionaires. They don’t pick just any girl off the street. They come here to choose… for themselves.” Her friend, perched on a velvet chair with a glass of something golden in her hand, nodded at Bella and then turned her gaze toward me. “She’s supposed to be wearing designer clothes,” the friend said, as if testing Bella.