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.

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“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

Lottie walked in late in the evening, her face bright and cheerful. She was dressed impeccably, as always, her designer handbag slung casually over her shoulder. She stopped short as she took in the scene of destruction before her. Expensive vases lay shattered on the floor, fragments of glass glinting under the chandelier. Cushions were strewn haphazardly across the room, ripped and torn. A priceless painting hung crookedly on the wall, its frame cracked. It looked like a tornado had ripped through the room.

"Good heavens!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with alarm as she carefully walked through the debris and spoke to herself. "What happened here? Were we robbed?"

"Mrs. Peterson!" She called out, her voice sharp and panicked.

The housekeeper appeared, her face etched with concern. "Yes, Mrs. Lottie. How may I help?"

"Are you even asking me?" Lottie yelled, "call the police, quick!"

The Scene Of Destruction