Becoming My Billionaire Boss' Wife
ndr
pt wondering when I'd
ed across the intercom
fer to ride me home, that'
of knowing him, I knew
ings, I got a cab
become accustomed to returning home fatigued, b
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d a lot of shouting from my Boss. Working for
dy?" I called out, hoping for a
walked upstairs to her room and foun
I realized how much she'
l asleep when I went t
ve a family dinner ever s
father died in that tragic accident. Mo
-time jobs just to suppor
r little twins too." I mumbled silently with a cracking
or a reason but what may be t
rr
I needed to eat. Eating in my formal
rom the pot, I sat down
better to eat because I was busy. Goodness!
to my room, took a shower and fel
will be a
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nd I will get an ice cream
I requested an ice cream and wanted t
o choose a very delicious flavor for Lisa an
ed with
to buy the ice cream to make your mom hap
fall, his voice stun
tubborn and
inish the sentence as my
raffic restrictions, and when my f
ding automobile,
t it was too late; the vehicle hit him and
he vehicle had already sped off leaving
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arm, I found myself drenched in sweat.
years later, I can't help but feel like I'm
4-year-old me suddenly cra
buy it the next day bu
e of my younger sisters w
ver showed much af
d always say, "he's busy making su
ss towards me, I continued t
hanged that day.
flowing uncontrollably as blo
hospital, but despite spending hours in surgery, he was pr
s. The twins learned about the circum
it but Laurel.... She bl
death." She'd say, her words
ave the money to do so but, one day, I wil
ghts in my head, I g
d downstairs for breakfast. Mom and the t
ful. "Did you have a great sleep?" I inquired wh
ed Laurel rolling her eyes but Lisa
make things better with her? She used to be my fa
are you
rough my thought, her
ood her i
m. What coul
n young lady, don't
ares that plagued me after
in, her voice sharp. "Why do you
aimed, caught off g
work. Take care of yourselves." I
e fresh wounds that
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n months, I found it quiet with few people around
d conflicts, I rested my head on the
was right, I am nothing but a murderer. If only I
m, dad wouldn't have died. I
own my face as I recount
rd someone call my name an
s An
King. " I greeted
Miss Andrea?" He made su
problem?" He asked again, seeing
Something got
with me to my office immediately." H
'm just not in the mood to receive another set of s
riving at his of
wn, let
self silently. "Maybe, I wa
deaf Miss Andrea." He said, s
t want to get in trouble sin
ed, his eyes locked into mine with
t marriage." He finally dropped the bom
t like a ton
ust known him for about two to thr