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Amelia has slaved her whole life, working multiple jobs to help support her poor husband Caleb― only to discover he is a millionaire! 

When confronted, Caleb feels no guilt. He divorces her immediately to pursue his true love, leaving her with nothing to her name.

“Kelsie is the woman that I love, the woman who truly deserves to be by my side,” Caleb said. “Now, sign the papers and I can end this farce of a marriage.” 

But thankfully, fate has yet to close all its doors on her. 

The messy breakup has led Amelia to meet the elusive Matteo Montgomery, the mysterious owner of X’el International Inc., and even though Amelia could have sworn that this is the first time they have ever met, Matteo seemed to hold more interest in her than ordinary.

With her divorce finalized, Matteo’s courtship quickly grows more extravagant. He offers her everything, from a job as his secretary, a new penthouse apartment, and a permanent home in his heart.

But just as Amelia’s heart begins to open up to Matteo’s sincerity, Caleb comes crawling back, determined to ruin her life.

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“Oh?” Matteo asked, and Amelia caught a hint of amusement in his voice. “Then pray tell, what did we converse about?”

Amelia swallowed. Good heavens, he was so close. She could barely even breathe, afraid that every movement she made would just amplify how loud her heartbeat was. It was racing like a bullet train at this point, and she felt it clog at her throat, refusing her a chance to speak.

“I… I…I―”

“I have no girlfriend, Amelia,” Matteo said. “And before you overthink, I do not have a wife in secret either.” 

His fingers didn’t let go of her wrist, and instead, it even tightened its grip. It wasn’t painful in the slightest, but it sent surges of electricity rushing through her body as though she had been struck by lightning in the most thrilling of ways.

A coy smile curved his lips, and he leaned in just the slightest. His lips were now a hair’s breadth away from hers, and Amelia instinctively held her breath.

“Unless, perhaps you would like to volunteer?”

Marry My Billionaire Second Husband

Amelia should have known it was too good to be true. When she searched up the charity Emmeline had been so kind as to hand it over to her online, it seemed legitimate enough― but the small rundown building she was directed to visit at the borders of the city certainly did not scream legalized trade.

Her nose wrinkled at the smell of cigarette smoke in the air, and upon closer inspection, there were cigarette butts littered on the floor. She stormed over and stomped them out to prevent a fire hazard.

Did Emmeline hire someone to kill her here, or was this some sort of prank? Amelia wondered, briefly regretting rejecting Matteo's offer to accompany her to meet with the director. She didn't want him to waste his precious time on her when it could be spent doing other important things.

Besides, it was just a meeting. How bad could things be?

Hope for Scholars