Becoming My Billionaire Boss' Wife

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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