Elise_Elleneth

“I married the right woman all along…”

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She becomes the stand-in wife for a reason. But the day her nominal husband divorces her, she panics, and so she burns her alimony down with a smile.

When she thinks she is free from her terrible fate, she finds herself tied to the same marriage with the same fake name. 

As she lives in someone’s shadow, would her nominal husband discover her secret?

EXCERPT:

“Fine. I will accept your marriage proposal on one condition,” the woman across from Aleckin Ferrero said confidently.

“Bring it on.” With the same confidence, Aleckin issued a challenge.

“Alright, then. First, once I become Mrs. Ferrero, I am not required to appear in public. Second, I must remain inside my bedroom the entire time—unless Grandpa wants me to visit him...”

“Hold on…” Aleckin blinked. His brain seemed malfunctioning, as he could not grasp what she was saying. “Come again?”

He must have heard it wrong. Every woman on this planet was desperate to link their name to his. They were killing each other to win him over and become Mrs. Ferrero. 

However, in contrast, the woman he proposed a contractual marriage to, as the fake matriarch of the Ferrero household, has now expressed a desire for a different arrangement.

Who in their right mind would request to lock her up instead of enjoying the lavish life of a billionaire's wife?

This is the first time he has encountered such a thing! 

‘Is something wrong in her head?’

Mr. CEO, You Married The Wrong Bride Twice

At the entrance door, Chef Fernan patiently awaits his arrival. Before Aleckin left the Zurich airport, he phoned the chef to prepare a sumptuous breakfast he could share with Rebecca.

This resulted in him starving himself throughout the flight.

However, despite his pale complexion, he was still too good-looking in casual attire: a white shirt and black jeans.

He realized that putting on a business suit made him look too formal in Rebecca's eyes.

He wants Rebecca to feel comfortable around him, so dressing casually might help create a more relaxed atmosphere.

She was not warming up to him yet, so he needed to consider things to catch her attention.

"Is that the breakfast I asked you, Chef?" Aleckin's gaze fell on Chef Fernan's hands.

The chef nodded and replied with a bright smile. "That's right, young master. This is the breakfast you requested for me to prepare for the young madam."

Keep Aleckin An Arm's Length From Her