The Billionaire’s Wife’s Dilemma
My husband Lucas was wearing a diamond ring on his ring finger that matched mine.
I was about to bring up divorce.
“The supercar you bought will be delivered next month,” he said.
I swallowed the word ‘divorce‘. I’ll bring it up next month!
For the sake of my sports car, I’ll endure!
“I bought a bunny outfit. Come home early tonight, honey,” I said.
Lucas kissed me on the lips and replied, “Sure, I’m looking forward to my little bunny.”
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I saw Bella White’s Instagram post: “Finally back in the States. Everything feels so familiar.”
The photo showed her in a coffee shop. But my attention was drawn to a hand visible in the bottom right corner.
A slender hand with long, elegant fingers, wearing a ring on the fourth finger that matched mine exactly.
The owner of that hand was none other than my husband.
I couldn’t believe his first love had just returned, and he was already rushing to meet her.
I got out of the jacuzzi and started my elaborate skincare routine.
Thank goodness my husband had worked hard to earn money all these years, allowing me to live the pampered life of a trophy wife.
Now that his first love was back, it looked like I’d have to step aside soon. Might as well enjoy the luxuries while I still could.
I thought I’d be sleeping alone tonight, but to my surprise, a warm body slid into bed next to me later that night.
The next morning, I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, feeling utterly drained.
Divorce! We must get divorced!
Otherwise, I’d die young from exhaustion.
I reached for my phone to check the time.
11 AM.
As expected of Lucas.
“You’re awake? Don’t just lie there, get up and eat!” Lucas called, opening the bedroom door to urge me out of bed.
He was still wearing the black apron I’d bought him, looking every bit the domestic husband.
Tsk, where was his usual CEO demeanor now?
