Mistaken Night With My Paper Husband

Chapter 5

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“I was the adopted daughter of the Galloway family, bound by a four-year paper marriage to a sickly heir just to secure their wealth. To ensure I fulfilled my "duty," my adoptive father drugged my champagne and sent me to a hotel room. But I stumbled into the wrong presidential suite and woke up in the bed of a terrifyingly powerful stranger. I fled in panic, leaving behind my diamond earring as a humiliating "payment" for his trouble. When I dragged myself home, my adoptive family didn't care about my trauma. They only screamed at me for ruining their payout. "I was just ensuring everything went smoothly! How was I to know you'd be so useless!" Looking at their greedy, furious faces, I finally realized I was nothing but livestock to them. I severed all ties, reclaimed my real name, Clara Ross, and walked out to start my new life as an elite child psychologist. My only goal was to find the truth about my newborn baby, who the hospital claimed had died five years ago. But on my first day at the prestigious Aurelian Institute, I was assigned a highly sensitive case. The patient was a five-year-old mute boy who had my exact, unmistakable ice-blue eyes. And his father was Julian Sterling-the ruthless billionaire from the hotel room, and the true identity of my paper husband. Seeing the boy's governess raise a ruler to strike him, I stepped into the room with ice in my veins. "I am his new doctor, and you are done here."”