The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine
Love Unbreakable
Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Reborn And Remade: Pursued By The Billionaire
Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You're A Zillionaire Heiress
Moonlit Desires: The CEO's Daring Proposal
His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius
Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife
This is it. My wedding. If someone had told me I'd be here yesterday, I'd say they were lying. But here I am, no falsehood detected. There is only another twenty minutes left till I become Eliana Vanderbilt. Mrs. Levi Vanderbilt.
"Eliana.." Aunt Livia crones in a sing song voice, clearly excited. "The guests are arriving."
She glances at me and her face contorts into a vicious sneer. Aunt Livia takes in my caramel tan skin, natural red lips enhanced by the lip stain I hurriedly smeared on and my slanted siren eyes.
"Well, you can put lipstick on a pig.." she eyes me from top to bottom.
I curl my fist, fingernails digging into my palms.
"Whatever, I'm sure your husband wouldn't mind." That statement seems to set her off and she began laughing hysterically. "Given the circumstances, widowed even before your marriage." She straightens back up again.
Her face goes serious as she finally makes eye contact with me. She opens her mouth to speak but is cut off by the wedding planner walking in.
"They are ready for you."
I take a breath steeling myself, as I walk out. The widowed bride.
Two days earlier
"Eliana," her voice thunders, sending a chill down my spine.
She's ere. That wasn't a good sign and I knew it. Aunt Livia's presence anywhere was never a good sign.
"Yes, aunt Livia." I say, walking up to her so she could see me. I hate how meek my voice sounds. It seemed to fuel her, knowing I was weak, I had no choice.
"Come in. I need to talk to you." She says with that cold sneer that never seemed to leave her face. She reminded me of the queen of heart in Alice in wonderland. Big head covered in red hair, eyes too large for hee face and a permanent grimace that made it impossible for anyone to look at her face for too long.
I walk into the study head bowed. My dirty blonde hair in a low bun, wearing clothes I had bought from a dollar store.
Her face turned to a frown when she took in my appearance standing at the door. "You couldn't put on something else?"
Aunt Livia does not try to hide her distaste for my outfit. I want to scream, I can't afford anything else. We barely have enough to live by, every cent I make goes into my dad. Some days I barely have enough to eat.
"Sorry." Is all I could muster up.
"How's your father?" She asks.
"He's... still the same. The doctors said they would try a new round of treatments since the last one doesn't seem to be working anymore." I say tears filling up my eyes. I grit my teeth not letting them fall. I have to ask her for more money. "Aunt Livia, the new treatment... it's expensive. I was wondering if you could spare even a little bit more."
My voice is cut off by her loud laughter. "More money?!"
It stings, he was her brother. My father was a thriving business man until he got sick. Suddenly his company stopped doing well and everything we had in savings was put into his treatment. The company went bankrupt and we are now drowning in debt.