MARRIED TO MR. POPULAR: My Husband Is An Arrogant Billionaire

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is name and his career. He is popular, I am supposed to know him but I don't. Am not a fan of music and I don't know any mus

her who was my only source of strength after my father's death left me too. I was left to thrive alone in this cruel world. It wasn't easy as I went through a lot. I dropped out of school becau

for in the past six years. He compared me with my thirteen-year-old picture in his custody. The same obsidian brown eyes and

e who he is and why he was so obstinate to find me and my mother, I found out that he was an old man my father helped in the past by saving his life... My father actuall

as so crucial that he couldn't abandon it but he didn't return

d and his family, which is I and mum, had taken his body. He looked for me and my mother but cou

if he had done so my mother wouldn't have died, he would have saved her from the sickness. To pay my f

want a home and people to rely on. In just one week of meeting the old man, Mr Williams, he got me m

son-my so-called husband, Jace. I feel like he was forced to marry me. His face wasn't bright at all during t

want a new family that will love and cherish me, but it seems that I will get the opposite, also My husband whom I thought that he accepted to get married to me because he loves me doesn't even lo

my life in the marriage. Mr Willam's love is enough for me, if he's going to be my only family... I won't mind. Also I need to stay married because I've a

ier, is that the Williams are extraordinarily rich. Am still amazed, how a poor street girl like me got

a complete apartment, everything in that bathroom looks so modern and confusing to me. I wasn't born rich so I don't know many things associated with rich

t looked him in the eyes since a few days ago we met. I couldn't get myself to look him in the eyes as he has that intimidating aura around him. I haven't looke

r which looks like an extra room inside the magnificent room or maybe a walk-in c

bath but the problem is that I don't even know where those maids packed my clothes whic

e. Taking this opportunity, I finally saw the beauty of this room. The interior arrangement is not lousy, it appears simple but yet extravagant. Everything is neatly

ist as he walks out from that inner room. I quickly hid my face as I felt my cheeks burn from blushing. I only got a glimpse but I found out how god-damn

houghts when I heard his husky voice

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What does he mean? I wonder how I can answer a question that I don't even understand. Isn't thi

comfortable staying around this man, like I can't even look him in the eyes and his voice makes me

thout wasting time, I scrambled down from the bed and stood with my head hung down. All my life, I haven

d don't dare come clos

er on the same bed. It was at this moment I realized that my new husband does

find the closet but quickly threw the idea away. I will just waste my saliva in doing so and besides he has walked inside the bathroom and I don't even have the cou

the couch. I thought marriage is always a sweet e