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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

The plush cushions of James's apartment swallowed Lyse as she sank into the sofa, the delicate porcelain teacup trembling slightly in her hand. The chamomile tea, usually a source of comfort, felt lukewarm and tasteless. Her mind was a whirlwind of confusion, hurt, and a strange, persistent ache.

She had just finished recounting the tumultuous events day to James, the words tumbling out in a rush of emotion. The revelation hung heavy in the air between them, a bombshell that had detonated the carefully constructed image of her life.

"…and then he just… he just told me," Lyse finished, her voice barely a whisper. "He is the one I married, James. Levi. He is my husband from that drunken night."

A Very Wealthy Woman