Marrying The Broke Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter 4 4

Word Count: 780 | Released on: 13/04/2026

the thin glass of Flora's

p scrubs when a heavy, despera

door and peered th

. Water dripped from his dark hair onto his shoulders. In his ri

deadbolt and pul

pened, Josiah looked up. His

ice was hoarse. "The bank seized everything.

l bit into her palm. The fragile sense of security she had

ad, his wet hair hiding his eyes. "Can I

me. She remembered the white rose

htened. She s

" she sai

shold. The broken plastic wheels scraped

window that looked out at a brick wall. A kitchen so small he could

had never been in a plac

relax. He looked at Flora and offere

o the worn-out sofa, scooping up a

said, pointing to the tiny bed

immediately. "I'

dry basket in her hands

m and rough. Flora's

at her pale, tired face. For the first time since he started

She handed him a clean towel.

er and the smell of cheap beef bouillon filled the apartment. Ste

l of instant noodles on

ly noodles. His stomach violently rejected the idea of eating it

broth burned his throa

eping his eyes on the bowl. "I have some urgent

slowed. She se

ught about the money she had starved hersel

w the hesitation. He wanted her to say no. He wa

the eye. "I'll figure som

gers tightened around the plasti

indow, but inside the apartme

r walk to the sink. He realized, with a sudden, terrifyin

hower," Josiah muttere

es were chipped. Black mold grew in

zing spray. He let the ice-cold water shock his system

he edge of the bed. She opened her b

ound the number Milo had used when

erything? she typed, her t

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Marrying The Broke Billionaire In Disguise

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“Flora Sawyer was backed into a corner by a wealthy, married doctor who relentlessly harassed her at the hospital. Desperate for a way out, she signed a prenuptial agreement in a rundown diner to marry a complete stranger. Josiah Vance claimed to be a bankrupt, failed IT programmer. He offered to be her legal shield, and in return, she let him sleep on her cramped apartment couch. But the nightmare only escalated. Grant, her wealthy tormentor, cornered them at a dinner party. He poured red wine all over Josiah's cheap thrift-store shirt, mocking him as a pathetic parasite living off a public nurse's meager salary. The entire room laughed, watching Flora's new husband endure the ultimate public humiliation. They didn't know that to help Josiah start over, Flora had just emptied her entire life savings of fifty thousand dollars, leaving herself with exactly eighty-four dollars. Watching the man who had offered her a lifeline be treated like garbage, something inside Flora completely snapped. She couldn't understand why money gave these arrogant people the right to crush others. Her chest burned with a fierce, undeniable rage. She stepped directly in front of Josiah, shielding him with her own body, and slammed a stack of papers onto the table. "My husband might be broke, but you are the real parasite." What Flora didn't know was that the silent, bankrupt man standing behind her was actually a trillionaire, and his game to destroy her enemies had already begun.”