SukieWrites

Being the daughter of the home wrecking mistress was bad enough; but when your own mother also detested you and actually loved your step sister while treating you like an abomination, that had to be the worse thing in life.

As if things are not bad enough, her wedding day is hijacked and the Prince Charming she thought would be hers forever betrays her to be with her own sister and she realizes that they had been laughing in her face all this while.

Distraught and heart broken, she does the next best thing, gets drunk at a bar then wakes up the next morning in a man’s hotel room and with a cheap wedding ring on her finger then she flees in fear.

Unfortunately for her, that night won’t just go away and she finds that her groom actually wants her and wait for it… he is her ex’s father.

*

“You went into a hotel and spent the night with a strange man, do you deny it?”

“why should she deny it when she spent the night with her husband?” a steely voice said while his eyes looked down at Lyse with all the affection in the world then he turned to Brooke, his eyes losing their softness.

“Do you have a problem with what my wife and I do?”

I Married My Ex’s Billionaire Father

Lyse stood amidst the chaos, a picture of calm amidst the storm. While accusations swirled around her like a tempest, she remained composed, her expression betraying none of the turmoil she felt inside. She had anticipated something like this.

Brooke's ambition was a force of nature, and Lyse had known that Brooke would not hesitate to use any means necessary to secure her victory. The missing garment, the accusations, it was all predictable, a page torn straight from Brooke's playbook.

When the stage manager, his face a mask of official concern, approached her, Lyse met his gaze with unwavering steadiness. "Mrs Van Doren," he said, his voice laced with a mixture of apology and accusation, he wanted to be as harsh as possible but he was aware of her status as the wife of a wealthy man so he had to thread carefully.

"we are going to have to ask you to come with us. The missing garment was found in your room, and…well, we might to involve the authorities."

The True Culprit