During the day, she was a dedicated and humble housekeeper. As night fell, she cleaned her scar and showed her breathtaking beauty to become the substitute wife of the billionaire president. Soon, the secret of her being a substitute was revealed and all the ladies in New York couldn't wait to see her falling from grace. However, no matter how long they waited, they only got to see her live an extraordinary life - she could create perfumes and make drugs. Her charisma killed all. Some president even turned into uxorious and spoiled her with his heart and soul. "She's mine. Stay away from her!"
"Baila Nelson, you must sleep with my husband tonight, or you will never see your grandma again!"
Outside the presidential suite of Ruy Hotel, Baila stood there still after hearing this.
Rowan Hayes was Phoebe Nelson's husband. They married two years ago, but Phoebe disgusted with Rowan for being an illegitimate child of the Hayes family, so she took Baila's grandmother away and forced her to marry Rowan.
Fortunately, Rowan had been abroad for the past two years, so Baila had never met him before.
Today, Rowan returned back, and Phoebe actually forced her to sleep with Rowan.
Baila clenched her fists when she thought of her grandma. She could only compromise, "Okay."
Baila walked into the presidential suite. It was dim in the room.
A man lay on the bed. This man was tall and thin, looking handsome.
Was this man her husband? Did she marry this man for two years?
Baila never thought that he was so young and handsome.
Baila bit her red lips. Then she leaned over and climbed onto the man.
She began to unbuckle his belt.
She shivered when she touched the man's tight and strong waist.
At this moment, the man reached out his hands and grabbed Baila's slender wrist. The man pulled Baila, and Baila fell directly on the man's body.
Baila smelled alcohol, and the man's hot breath sprayed on her face. Then the man's voice sounded, "Who are you?"
The man's voice was low and cold.
Baila looked up and looked into the man's eyes.
The man had opened his eyes. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Baila gloomily.
Baila was nervous. A few moments later, she kissed the man directly. "Shh. Be quiet. Don't ask me this. I am your wife."
...
Early the next morning.
The man blocked the Ruy Hotel, and a group of bodyguards in black stood outside the presidential suite.
Rowan had woken up, and he leaned against the bed lazily. He put his hands on his knees. His eyes turned red, and he was now in a bad mood.
Last night, he came back, and he had a business meeting. He was drunk, so his secretary sent him to his room.
When he opened his eyes in a daze, a girl had already sat on his body.
Rowan had never thought that he would wake up with such a position.
In those years, many women wanted to sleep with him. But this woman was so brave, and she was the first one to do this to him.
When everything was over, this girl left directly without saying a word.
Well. This bold woman had her self-aware, knowing that he would kill her if he caught her.
The big bed was messy, and there was dry blood on the snow-white sheet.
Rowan rolled his Adam's apple when he looked at the blood. This girl was so courageous, but she was still a virgin.
She was clean and sweet.
"Mr. Hayes," Clive Aston, Rowan's secretary, walked in hurriedly. "I found out the woman last night!"
"Who?"
"She is Mrs. Hayes."
"What?" Rowan had forgotten that he was married at all. But he soon recalled the whole matter.
The Hayes family and the Nelson were engaged. Two years ago, Old Mrs. Hayes made a decision for him, asking him to marry Phoebe, the daughter of the Nelson family.
At that time, a car took Phoebe to the Imperial Manor. It was a pseudo-marriage between Rowan and Phoebe, so no one knew this matter.
Rowan narrowed his eyes. He just came back, and his wife slept with him immediately, right?
Rowan pressed his lips and said coldly, "Let's go back to Imperial Manor."
...
Imperial Manor.
Baila came back and looked at Phoebe. Then she said, "I've completed the task you asked me to do."
Phoebe saw many red marks on Baila's fair skin through the collar. Last night, her husband left these marks on Baila's body. And it should be her to get this.
However, she was not a virgin.
"Baila, you'd better keep what happened last night a secret. What's more, my husband is in charge of the Hayes family. You finished your task. Now I want to be Mrs. Hayes!"
During the day, she was a dedicated and humble housekeeper. As night fell, she cleaned her scar and showed her breathtaking beauty to become the substitute wife of the billionaire president. Soon, the secret of her being a substitute was revealed and all the ladies in New York couldn't wait to see her falling from grace. However, no matter how long they waited, they only got to see her live an extraordinary life - she could create perfumes and make drugs. Her charisma killed all. Some president even turned into uxorious and spoiled her with his heart and soul. "She's mine. Stay away from her!"
During the day, she was a dedicated and humble housekeeper. As night fell, she cleaned her scar and showed her breathtaking beauty to become the substitute wife of the billionaire president. Soon, the secret of her being a substitute was revealed and all the ladies in New York couldn't wait to see her falling from grace. However, no matter how long they waited, they only got to see her live an extraordinary life - she could create perfumes and make drugs. Her charisma killed all. Some president even turned into uxorious and spoiled her with his heart and soul. "She's mine. Stay away from her!"
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."