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Despite being betrayed by her boyfriend, the neglected heiress Lariette Elsher is still forced to marry him – all because her family wants to appease the fake daughter. The one she was switched at birth with.

Screw this! She's done playing nice!

Devasted and enraged, Lariette seeks her friend's help – to pick the best man at her butler cafe to be her contracted husband. 

Enter Ruediger Alvord, infamously known as the poor outcast of the Alvord family, the Elsher's family nemesis. He proposes to be Lariette's partner-in-crime, to wreak havoc in both families.

While Lariette is busy getting her revenge, she fails to notice her contracted husband's strange behavior. She also fails to recognize him from a distant past.

Before>
Ruediger: I have nothing much on my name but, I can be a good househusband.
Lariette: It's okay. I can feed you.

After>
Ruediger: Do you want that house? It's nothing much. Only one billion.
Lariette: Aren't you just... a househusband?

Since when is her husband a billionaire?!
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WSA 2025 Entry

Exclusive cover illustration by @khaizusan (Instagram)
Font and design by LotusLin

We'll have two main couples in this story. Their romance will be shown simultaneously instead of in different volumes :)

First: Neglected heiress FL X hidden bigshot ML
Second: Returned with a bun FL X groveling husband ML

Heiress' Househusband is a Secret Billionaire

"I can't believe Maddie chose to stay at the villa. Is she a lazy tabby or something?"

Lariette's words earned chuckles from Ruediger. Her words were audible above the hum of the engine of the motorboat. Tearing his eyes from the azure sea, he glanced at her.

Lariette wore a casual outfit today; long khaki pants, a round-collared T-shirt and a light jacket. Her chocolate brown hair was tied into a ponytail, slid through the hole at the back of a pink cap.

Arching one of his brows, Ruediger replied with a smirk, "Seems like she won't trade her bed for today's adventure."

Lariette nodded, quickly agreeing with Ruediger, "Today is her lazy day, I guess."

Ruediger simply smiled before he focused back on manning the motorboat. He and Lariette were heading to the tiny island, named Lilybrook Isle which she mentioned yesterday.

The clock had just struck eight-fifteen, the day had barely begun.

Touring the Isle