Dumped And Accidentally Married A Billionaire
Synopsis
It still feels so unreal being dumped by my boyfriend at the courtyard on the day of our wedding.
David didn't show up and when I called him to know the reason why.
He told me right to my face that he had found love with another woman who happened to be my best friend.
My heart was shattered into a million tiny pieces.
I was wallowing in self-pity when I overheard Lucas talking on the phone about needing a replacement for the woman who has collected a part-payment to be his wife.
I agreed to be his wife without thinking twice wanting to get back at my Ex.
What would happen when two strangers' hearts intertwined?
And what started as an arrangement became a bedrock for something real?
Read to find out.
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Chapter 3
Chapter Three
Entering into the private ward his grandfather was admitted.
The old man smiled as he saw his grandson and smiled widely seeing he wasn't alone.
“Who is this?”, he said pointing at me.
“This is Diana and she is my wife”,
The word wife still felt foreign to me hearing him said so. A shiver ran down my spine.
“Good afternoon”, I said, giving him a slight bow.
“Good afternoon”, he was smiling for reasons best known to him. He seemed to have been friendlier than my husband.
“Sit”, he said pointing at the chair close to me.
I watched as his gaze didn't leave me alone.
I was quite uncomfortable.
“Relax”, he said as if noticing how I was already trembling in his presence
“I am”, I responded, trying to calm my nervous system.
“I am so happy you agreed to marry this grumpy son of mine…please take care of him”,
“I will”, I replied much to my amazement.
“Papa!”, Lucas yelled.
“you can see for yourself”,
We both ended up laughing.
“I can't believe you are taking her side…you just knew her for only some minutes ago”, he voiced out.
“She is my daughter in law..allow me to welcome her nicely into the family”, his grandfather added.
He said nothing this time.
If only grandpa was aware of the whole arrangement. He wouldn't be here jubilating over this union.
“Let me allow the newly wed to get back to their business”, he added.
“I will come to say hello tomorrow”, I said much to my amazement again.
It was clear that I had enjoyed the old man's presence.
“I would love that”, he replied.
I found myself warming up to his grandpa like they were my parents. Perhaps I have missed them so much that I see a part of them in him.
I used my hands to wipe the tears from my eyes when Lucas met me outside.
I tried to deny it but he wouldn't accept it.
“Did I offend you by what I said earlier”,
I shook my head.
“No…you didn't”,
“Then why are you crying?”he asked.
I couldn't help it as I narrated how I lost my mom and dad in a ghastly motor accident.
Making me an orphan when I was only eight years old.
Living with my aunt has been hell and just when I thought I had found happiness David decided to dump me at the altar.
He listened without interrupting me.
“I am sorry for disturbing you with my personal life”, I said as I wiped the tears from my eyes.
“It's okay…I haven't always had a smooth life as well”, he voiced out.
He began to tell me how he lost his parents in an airplane crash several years ago.
Some people thought they were intentionally killed but the police investigation confirmed it was an accident.
And here he was about to lose his grandfather who was now like the only person he has as family.
I listened carefully, understanding why he did what he did earlier.
“The smile I saw on my grandfather's face today was priceless”, he muttered.
I couldn't help but be glad I was part of the reason he made the old man happy.
“Can you please stick to the plan until my grandfather recover back his health”,
I couldn't help it as I looked into his eyes and saw how much he wanted me to give him the assurance.
“Yes..I will”,
After all I have agreed to get married to him in the first place and if sticking to the plan much longer than I expected might give Lucas grandfather a little more time to spend time with his son then I think it was going to be worth it.
“Thank you so much Diana…I don't think what you did I would ever be able to pay you back”,
I didn't know what to say. What I did to get back at my Ex was becoming something that helped both of them.
“It's nothing”, I whispered.
We left the hospital after many pleasantries and goodbyes.
I saw where he got his good looks from. His grandfather.
We entered the car as the driver drove us away.
I already knew where he was taking us to. His house but I needed to pick up my things since I was going to be living with him for now.
“Please can he drive back to my place…I need to pick up a few stuff”,
“Fine”,
I was glad as he instructed the driver to take me back to my place.
I went in and arranged my stuff carefully in a box before heading down to where he parked his car.
The driver helped me by putting my bags in the back of the car before we proceeded to enter the car.
The drive was so smooth that in no time we found ourselves in Lucas’s abode.
The driver stopped at the gate of a huge mansion and parked the car in the garage.
I came down and couldn't help it as I studied the house and could see how beautiful it looked. It could pass for a castle. It was too majestic and beautiful.
I pinched myself and was shocked I could feel the pain.
I was convinced this was a dream because how did it happen that I was married to a billionaire all of a sudden.
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7.8
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The matriarch mocked her stench of poverty, while her step-sister Candice treated her like a feral animal. The patriarch, Fredy—who had built his empire by betraying Helen's mother—tried to break her spirit. He blackmailed Helen into attending a high-society gala by threatening to cut off her grandmother's medical funds.
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8.0
My abusive step-family isolated me completely, holding my mother's medical funds hostage to control my every move.
Yesterday, they finalized my sale.
"You will marry Rudy Petrov next month. He is fifty, wealthy, and willing to overlook your lack of pedigree."
Pushed to the absolute edge, I did the insane. I posted an ad online offering my life savings of $50,000 for a contract husband. A stranger named Brennan agreed.
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At the table, they relentlessly mocked my new "poor IT guy" husband and intentionally burned my hand with boiling tea.
Worse, the housekeeper locked me in a guest room and forced drugs down my throat so Rudy could come in and assault me.
I lay there paralyzed on the floor, bleeding from Rudy's slap, utterly terrified. I couldn't understand why my own family would throw me to the wolves, and I felt a crushing guilt for dragging an innocent, ordinary guy into my nightmare.
Until a pitch-black Maybach smashed through the estate's wrought-iron gates at eighty miles an hour.
My "poor" husband kicked the solid oak doors off their hinges, beat Rudy half to death, and carried me out into the rain.
I didn't know it yet, but the ordinary man I hired to save me was a ruthless billionaire, and he was about to erase my family's entire empire by morning.
8.9
For seven years, I hid my MIT Ph.D. and my identity as a top haute couture designer to be the perfect, obedient wife to billionaire Cornelius Lambert.
But on our anniversary, while I waited at home with a cold dinner, I found him at a Michelin restaurant with his childhood sweetheart, Halle.
My seven-year-old son sat between them, laughing loudly.
"Mom is too boring. I wish Aunt Halle was my real mom."
Cornelius didn't defend me. He just smiled and affectionately ruffled the boy's hair.
When I finally packed my bags and left, I accidentally triggered an old AI robot prototype Cornelius had given me years ago.
A hidden recording played his voice from the very night he proposed.
"Why marry her? Because she's easy to control. Halle doesn't want to settle down yet, so Cassidy is just a perfect, temporary shield."
Later, when I caught them being intimate in a dark parking garage and snapped a photo, Cornelius watched with cold, dead eyes as his massive bodyguard shoved me against a concrete pillar.
My arm was torn open, blood dripping onto the floor, as they forced me to delete the evidence of his affair.
For seven years, I filed down every sharp edge of my brilliance for a man who saw me as nothing but a pathetic, disposable placeholder.
My heart turned to absolute ice. He thought I was just a weak, powerless housewife.
But he forgot who he was dealing with.
As his luxury car drove away, I pulled up the hidden command terminal on my phone and recovered the encrypted cloud backup of the photos.
I looked at my lawyer with a bleeding arm and a cold smile.
"Let's go. Now, we have a weapon."
7.0
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But at a high-society gala, he handed her a drugged glass of water. As the unnatural heat burned through her veins, the horrific truth hit her. Johan had isolated her and controlled her finances, all while secretly getting engaged to a wealthy heiress. He drugged Eleanore to ruin her completely, planning to lock her away as his helpless, secret mistress.
Desperate and losing her mind to the drug, Eleanore fled down the hallway. With Johan and his bodyguards hunting her, she stumbled into the dark presidential suite.
But she wasn't alone. Sitting on the leather sofa was Alexander Briggs—the most feared corporate raider on Wall Street, and Johan's exiled brother.
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9.0
Eileen woke up in a trashed hotel room, her head pounding with the pathetic memories of a despised Hollywood actress.
Outside the window, paparazzi were already screaming about her manufactured cheating scandal, but the real nightmare was waiting at her door.
Her paralyzed, billionaire husband, Carlisle Vinson, looked at her with pure disgust while his butler shoved a divorce settlement at her chest.
"Mr. Vinson is offering a severance package of fifty million dollars, provided you sign immediately and vacate the premises."
The original owner had left her an absolute mess.
Her trusted assistant had sold her room number to the press to frame her, and a playboy had scammed her out of her entire two million dollar life savings.
If she signed those papers and lost the Vinson family's protection, the breach of contract fees and her enemies in the industry would swallow her alive in days.
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Why should she take the fall and be thrown out on the streets while the parasites who set her up lived out their wealthy fantasies?
She had died once, and she wasn't about to waste her second chance playing the victim.
Eileen slammed the heavy divorce folder shut right against the butler's chest.
"I'm not signing," she said with a terrifying, absolute calm.
She stepped behind her husband's wheelchair, ready to shield him from the cameras, secretly cure his dead legs, and make everyone who betrayed her bleed.