My Fake Husband Is  A Billionaire Mack Daddy

My Fake Husband Is A Billionaire Mack Daddy

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Amelia is married, but she doesn't even know it, and her husband turns out to be the richest man! Amelia is a secret illegitimate child, struggling and fighting to survive since childhood. The richest man is a prodigy, born high above. Their statuses are worlds apart, and everyone is waiting for Amelia to be kicked out. But instead, they only receive a post from the richest man, "Wife, I love you so much. Can we not get a divorce? You mean the world to me. I can't live without you." Everyone, The heartthrob billionaire has just temporarily been fooled by this woman. He'll eventually discover that she's just like her gold-digging mother, a shameless woman. What? Amelia is the world-renowned, famous Doctor Amy? The latest post from the heartthrob billionaire, "Wife, I'm proud of you, willing to forever bow down to you. Please feel free to dominate me." Amelia, "???"

Chapter 1 The Husband Who Fell from the Sky

"You're already married! Why are you here to register again?"

"Don't you know bigamy is a crime?"

...

Amelia walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau in shock, holding the freshly printed marriage certificate in her hand.

The man who had accompanied her to register looked at the stunning girl in front of him and sighed regretfully, "Miss Jones, you're already married. Why did you still pay me to fake a marriage?"

Then, leaving behind only the words, "No refunds on the deposit," he hurried away.

Amelia pursed her lips, still struggling to process the situation.

She had never even been in a relationship-how could she possibly already be married?!

Lowering her head, she looked once more at the printed document in her hands.

In the ID photo, the girl looked slightly stiff, her smile forced, a tear-shaped mole at the corner of her eye-undeniably herself. As for the man...

He had striking features, a high-bridged nose, and thin lips curved into a barely perceptible smile. His deep-set eyes stared into the camera, sharp enough to pierce through the paper.

Even in the black-and-white print, his aura of mystery and power was unmistakable.

She scanned the name, Liam.

...She was certain she had never met this man before!

What the hell was going on?!

Amelia pulled out her phone, snapped a picture of the document, and sent it to a black-profile contact on WeChat, [Find out who he is for me.]

The reply was instant, [Got it.]

Suppressing her confusion, Amelia got onto an old electric scooter and slowly rode into a luxurious villa district-the Jones family estate.

Today was her sister Charlotte's big day. Her fiancé was coming over with the betrothal gifts.

The house was decorated festively, servants busied themselves in an orderly manner, and even a few temporary workers had been hired.

Amelia parked her scooter in a corner, just as whispers from the temporary workers and maids drifted to her ears,

"Who is she? She's so pretty!"

"Shh, she's the illegitimate daughter the master refuses to acknowledge."

"Her mother was a mistress. Years ago, when the madam was about to give birth, that woman barged in with her own pregnant belly demanding justice. Both women ended up giving birth on the same day. That old woman has some nerve-she's been clinging to this house for years, refusing to leave."

"But Miss Amelia at least knows her place. She moved out in middle school and hasn't come back for years. Wonder what she's doing here today..."

Amelia lowered her eyes, pretending not to hear, and stepped into the house.

Her mother, Mary, was waiting by the door. The elegant woman pulled her anxiously upstairs the moment she saw her. "Come with me to see your sister. Oh, and did you get the marriage certificate?"

Amelia's voice was calm, betraying no emotion. "I got it."

Even though the groom had changed, it still counted, right?

"Good. Remember your place. Edward is your sister's fiancé. A top-tier family like his is completely out of your reach! Only Charlotte is worthy of him!"

At these words, a trace of mockery flashed through Amelia's eyes.

Edward was the eldest grandson of the Stuart family, the most prestigious household in New York City. He had pursued her for four years in college, only to propose to Charlotte on their graduation day...

When Mary found out, she had immediately demanded that Amelia get married-severing any possibility between her and Edward.

It had always been this way...

Whenever there was even the slightest conflict of interest between her and Charlotte, Mary would force her to step aside.

Because she was the illegitimate child, and her very existence was a sin.

As a child, she had been brainwashed into believing that enduring all this was simply her fate.

But now, she had woken up.

Amelia's expression was indifferent as she spoke each word with clarity, "We agreed-this is the last time."

Mary was the one who had sinned. She was the one who clung to the Jones family just to see her father every day. She was the one desperate to please Charlotte. Amelia would not sacrifice her life to pay for her mother's mistakes.

This was merely her way of repaying the debt of being born. After this, they were done.

Mary waved impatiently. "I know."

They soon arrived at Charlotte's room.

The dazzling girl was dressed like a princess in an extravagant gown, choosing accessories from an array of shimmering jewelry.

Amelia stood tall despite her plain attire.

Charlotte greeted her with a smile. "Amelia, what brings you here?"

Before she could answer, Mary jumped in. "Charlotte, Amelia got married today."

Charlotte looked surprised. "Already? Who's the guy? Better than Edward?"

Mary scoffed. "Impossible! There's no one in all of New York City with a higher status than Mr. Stuart! Charlotte, the man she found is probably just some nobody. She didn't even dare bring him here, afraid his cheap looks would disgrace you!"

Charlotte's voice carried a hint of jealousy. "How could that be? Amelia is so beautiful-otherwise, Edward wouldn't have chased her for four years."

"Beauty is useless! Trash attracts trash. A woman like her can only marry some lowlife she met God-knows-where. Mr. Stuart was just playing with her, while only you, Charlotte, are truly worthy of him..."

Amelia frowned.

The man in that photo-his looks and aura were nothing like a lowlife.

But she couldn't be bothered to argue.

At that moment, Charlotte finished choosing her jewelry. She wanted to put on her heels, but her tight gown made it difficult to bend down.

Charlotte smiled sweetly at Amelia.

Mary immediately shoved Amelia forward. "Useless girl, can't you see what's going on? Your sister can't bend down-hurry up and put her shoes on for her!"

Amelia, "..."

Again?

Did Mary still think she was the same clueless, obedient little girl from the past?

Her gaze turned cold, and her voice carried a hint of impatience. "You can do it yourself."

"Amelia! What kind of attitude is that? You think getting married makes you untouchable now? Your husband is nothing but a leech-you'll still have to rely on the Jones family in the future!"

Mary's voice sharpened. "If you don't maintain a good relationship with your sister, one day you and your husband will be begging at her feet! The Jones family raised you-you should serve this family like a slave!"

Just then, a tall figure appeared at the doorway. It was her father, Donald.

The man frowned. "We have an important guest arriving soon-what's all this commotion?"

Charlotte stayed quiet, feigning innocence.

Mary, on the other hand, whined, "It's this ungrateful girl-she got married today and already disrespects me..."

Donald turned his gaze to Amelia, frowning. "Married? Why didn't you let the family introduce someone? Let me see the marriage certificate."

Amelia hesitated for a moment, then pulled out the printed document from her bag.

In a flash, Mary snatched it away. "Let's see what kind of loser you married!"

Meanwhile, Charlotte asked curiously, "Dad, who's coming that's making you so nervous?"

Thinking of the guest, Donald's face filled with excitement, as if he had just received an incredible honor. He proudly announced a name,

"Liam."

Amelia froze instantly.

...Who?

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