The Billionaire's Wife

Chapter 3

My legs felt weak not because of the money but because I am already married at this young age. I don't even know how to cook many dishes so how will I cook for my husband? I will give this money back to where it came from. I dialed the number that called me a few minutes ago and it rang.

“Hello, miss Clarabelle.” The man on the other line said but it's not Alexander.

“I would like to speak to Alexander please,” I said politely even though I am confused right now.

“Hold on, Miss.” He said and I think he called Alexander.

I remember it too well now. We were flirting with each other when he said that he fell in love at first sight and that he wanted to marry me. I am so stupid for agreeing. My parents even got divorced when I was still young and now I got married without even getting to know this guy, I am going to have a divorce soon.

“Hello, wife. What is wrong? Is the money not enough, babe?” He asked normally but it made me mad. He can't buy me with money!

“For your information, mister Alexander. I don't need your money or even want more. I called because I want to talk to you in person.” I said without pausing.

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Alexander on the other line was a little bit confused. Clarabelle, his wife sounded like she is annoyed. He only wants to give her the life she deserves.

“What is wrong, my love?” I asked sweetly. I don't want her to get annoyed even more.

“I want to bring the money back and I want to talk about us.” She said and the hint of annoyance is already gone but it is replaced with confusion.

“Okay, honey. My assistant will pick you up at your dorm.” He is very busy but he wants to see his wife before going away for a month or so.

She agreed and hung up.

Alexander sighed and look out the window of his big office. He never felt lonely all his life but right now he feels empty and incomplete. It may sound cheesy but he feels like it and he kinda hates it. He knows that it's because his beautiful wife is not with him. He was dreaming about holding her for a long time but now that he is married to her, he still can't and it's frustrating.

“Cancel all my meetings and tell the maids to prepare all her favorite dishes. Pick her up at 6.” Alexander told Jonathan, his assistant.

Alexander put his hands in his pocket and sighed. He is nervous to meet his wife.

“What if she doesn't like me? What if she is in love with someone else?” He thought.

He was being eaten by his thought when he heard a commotion outside his office. Alexander took one of his hands out of his pocket and massaged the temple of his head. He knows who is this.

“Alexander! Baby!” The door spits out Abegail wearing heavy makeup and slutty clothes.

God, he hates this girl. Alexander and Abegail did a one-night stand before but nothing more. She thinks that Alexander likes her just because he slept with her, acting like his girlfriend. Alexander knows that she is after money.

“What do you want, Abegail? Money again?” Alexander asked in a bored tone.

He was so drunk that time and f****d Abegail in his car. Alexander was hallucinating that she was Belle.

“Oh, baby. Can't I visit my handsome boyfriend at his office?” Abegail said flirtatiously.

Abegail walked towards Alexander and hooked her arms around his neck. ..

“I am going to marry this man. He is super rich and he is very handsome.” Abigail's thought.

She was about to kiss Alexander but he pushed her. Abegail looked at Alexander like he has grew multiple heads. He never pushed her away, he's very active with s*x and they did it everywhere except in his mansion.

“Get lost, Abegail. If you want money, I'll transfer it to you and get out of my life.” Alexander said in a cold tone.

Abegail left his office and slammed the door behind her so loud. She was already outside the building when her phone beeped, Alexander just transferred her a million with a message. ‘Don't f*****g bother me again.’

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I looked at myself in the mirror, thinking if these are the best clothes I have. I sighed. I don't have the best clothes. I am just wearing a shirt and a jean. I only put on a lip balm and put it on my cheap purse.

I was waiting in an alley for Jonathan, my ‘husband's’ assistant. At least that's what he told me he was.

“I am so stupid for waiting here. What if he's a bad guy?” I thought.

After thinking about it, I was ready to go home when an expensive look car stopped in front of me. A guy in a suit came out and walk toward me.

“I am Jonathan, missis Belcher.” He said and opened the door for me.

I was hesitant at first but what if he was telling the truth? I need to know more about who I am married. I entered the car and he shut it.

The ride was all quiet. I kept on asking him questions about what is Alexander like? Is he snobby and etcetera I only get a short answer so I stopped asking more questions about him. I will have to know him, myself.

The car stopped at a huge mansion which makes my jaw drop. It is so huge that if I enter it, I might get lost inside. I was busy eyeing the mansion from the outside when Jonathan asked me to go inside with him.

When the mansion door opened, there are a line of servants bowing at us which made me feel uncomfortable the whole time. Jonathan excused himself, saying that he will call the master. I was left at the end of this big staircase but I can't help myself but look around this huge mansion. It looks like a king lives here.

I walked around and saw some big paintings from famous painters all around the globe. This guy is really rich. I mean, I knew it before even going here because he was all over the magazines and this mansion even proves it.

I don't know how long I have been walking around but I can't find the entrance where I left. I knew already that I will get lost. Why the hell did I walk around like I know this place. I kept on walking but my feet gets sore. This place has a lot of room and I am already crying.

“I still want to meet my prince charming!” I yelled in frustration.

“You met him already.” I heard a voice behind me so I turned around.

I saw a man in a suit I came running to him and hugged him like there is no tomorrow. This guy came to the rescue.

“Don't cry, my wife. I am here already.” He said in a soothing voice.