The poor girl who marry a billionaire

The poor girl who marry a billionaire

Agowa

5.0
Comment(s)
313
View
21
Chapters

This story is about a poor girl who has suffered a lot and later met her life saver.

The poor girl who marry a billionaire Chapter 1 A life of struggles

The Poor Girl Who Married a Billionaire

The sun had barely risen when Elena Carter rolled out of bed, her body aching from another sleepless night. The tiny apartment she shared with her sick mother was freezing, the heating barely working. She pulled on her worn-out coat, kissed her mother on the forehead, and whispered, "I'll be back soon, Mama."

Elena had been struggling for as long as she could remember. Her father had abandoned them when she was just a child, leaving her mother to work multiple jobs until illness took over. Now, it was Elena's turn to take care of both of them. She worked as a waitress at a small diner in the city, earning barely enough to cover rent and medication.

As she stepped outside, the cold morning air bit at her skin. She tightened her scarf and hurried to the bus stop, knowing she couldn't afford to be late again. Mr. Grayson, the diner owner, had already warned her about tardiness, and losing this job wasn't an option.

At the Diner

The small bell above the door jingled as Elena entered the diner, greeted by the smell of coffee and freshly baked bread. She tied her apron and got to work immediately, serving customers with her usual warm smile despite the exhaustion weighing on her.

"Elena, table five!" called out her coworker, Lisa.

She hurried over with a tray, only to be met with an arrogant-looking man in a designer suit. He barely glanced at the menu before saying, "Black coffee. No sugar."

Elena nodded, though something about him irritated her. There was a coldness in his eyes, a sense of entitlement. She turned on her heel, rolling her eyes as she went to prepare his order.

"He's hot, though," Lisa whispered with a smirk. "Too bad he looks like he doesn't know what kindness is."

Elena chuckled. "Yeah, well, rich people rarely do."

She returned with his coffee, setting it down carefully. "Here you go, sir."

The man finally looked up, his piercing blue eyes locking onto hers. For a moment, something flickered in his expression-surprise, maybe curiosity-but it was gone in an instant.

"Thank you," he said, his voice deep and smooth.

Elena simply nodded and walked away. She had no time to entertain thoughts about a rich stranger. She had bigger problems to worry about.

A Day of Bad Luck

The day passed in a blur of orders and dishes. By the time her shift ended, Elena was exhausted. She checked her phone-no missed calls from her mother's doctor, which was a relief. But as she counted her tips, her heart sank. It still wasn't enough.

Sighing, she grabbed her bag and stepped outside. That's when she saw the same man from earlier standing near a sleek black car, talking on his phone. His expression was serious, almost irritated.

Elena paid him no mind and hurried to catch the bus. But as she turned the corner, she bumped into someone-hard.

"Watch where you're going!" a woman snapped.

Elena gasped as her bag slipped from her shoulder, its contents spilling onto the sidewalk. Her tips, the little money she had, scattered on the ground.

"Oh no," she whispered, scrambling to pick it up.

People walked by without stopping, stepping over her coins and bills like they were trash. Tears stung her eyes.

Then, a shadow loomed over her. She looked up, startled, as the rich man crouched beside her, helping her gather her money.

"You should be more careful," he said, handing her the last bill.

Elena blinked in shock. Why would someone like him bother helping her?

"Th-thank you," she stammered, embarrassed.

He nodded and stood, sliding his hands into his pockets. "Do you always carry your money like that?"

She sighed. "It's all I have."

Something in his expression changed, but before she could figure it out, he turned to leave.

"Wait!" she called after him.

He stopped but didn't turn around.

"I didn't catch your name," she said hesitantly.

He glanced over his shoulder, his blue eyes glinting under the streetlight. "Adrian Blackwood."

And just like that, he was gone, leaving Elena standing there, her heart racing for reasons she didn't understand.

Continue Reading

You'll also like

Reborn Heiress: The Wolf's Vengeance Deal

Reborn Heiress: The Wolf's Vengeance Deal

Sibeal Sallese
5.0

I lay paralyzed on stiff white sheets, a prisoner in my own skin, listening to the rain lash against the window like nails on a coffin. My father, Elmore Franco, didn't even look at my face as he checked his clipboard. He just listened to the steady, monotonous beep of the heart monitor-the only thing proving I was still alive. Without a hint of remorse, he pulled a pen from his pocket and signed the Do Not Resuscitate order. My stepmother, Ophelia, stepped out from behind him, wearing my favorite pearl necklace and smelling of cloying perfume. She leaned close to my ear to whisper the truth that turned my blood to ice. "It was the tea, darling. Just like your mother. A slow, tasteless poison." She chuckled as she revealed that my fiancé, Bryce, had a two-year-old son with my sister, Daniela. My inheritance had been funding their secret life for years, and now that the money was secure, I was an inconvenience they were finally scrubbing away. As my father yanked the power cord from the wall, the beeping died, and the darkness swallowed me whole. I was being murdered by my own flesh and blood, used as a bank account until I was no longer needed. I died in that sterile room, drowning in the realization that every person I ever loved was a monster who had been waiting for me to take my last breath. Then, I gasped. I woke up in a luxury hotel suite surrounded by silk sheets, five years in the past-the very morning of my wedding. Next to me lay Basile Delgado, the "Wolf of Wall Street" and my family's most dangerous enemy. In my first life, I ran from this room in a panic and lost everything. This time, I looked at the man who would eventually destroy my father's empire and decided to join him. "I'm not leaving, Basile. Marry me. Right now. Today."

Broken Ring, Billionaire Secrets: Watch Me Shine

Broken Ring, Billionaire Secrets: Watch Me Shine

Cornelia
4.5

I sat on the edge of the examination table, the crinkle of the sanitary paper sounding like thunder in the sterile room. The doctor didn't even look at me as he confirmed the news: the pregnancy was over. My husband, Keyon, didn't answer my call. He just sent an automated text: "In a meeting." When I returned to our cold mansion, I found his iPad glowing with a message from his "muse," Katina. He was throwing her a secret gala tonight-on our third wedding anniversary. He told her he couldn't wait to escape the "boring" and "draining" atmosphere I created at home. Keyon didn't stumble in until 3 AM, smelling of Katina's perfume with a smear of red on his collar. When I handed him the divorce papers, he laughed in my face. He called me a "glorified housekeeper" with no skills and no future, promising I'd be back in three days begging for a subway ticket. He even bet his friends ten thousand dollars that I wouldn't survive a week without his name. He had his assistant cancel my credit cards and block my gate access before I even reached the end of the driveway. He wanted me to starve. He wanted me to crawl. He sat in his office, mocking the "desperate" woman who pawned her three-million-dollar wedding ring for scrap metal just to pay for a meal. I stood on the rainy curb, watching the man I had protected for three years treat my life like trash. He didn't know about the ultrasound I just threw in the bin. He didn't know that while he was calling me "dull," I was the one secretly writing the code that kept his billion-dollar empire from collapsing. As I slid into a cheap Uber, I opened a hidden, encrypted app on my phone. The screen refreshed to a dashboard for an account Keyon didn't know existed. The balance was ten figures long-the accumulated wealth of "Solaris," the world's most elusive tech genius. Keyon thinks he just evicted a parasite, but he's about to find out he just declared war on the only person who can hit "delete" on his entire life.

Chapters
Read Now
Download Book