Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

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have any

idea what you’ve done?” My father’s fury was something I was used to but never before had I seen him this angry.

As soon as Damon and I walked through the front door of my house, it was like we’d walked into a warzone. My stepmother sat beside Corinna at the dinner table, as she held her hand and glared daggers at me. On Corinna’s other side was Ashton, who I took particular care not to look at.

I’d lose my cool if I saw that “sshole’s face now,

“I can’t believe you ruined Corinna’s engagement party with this nonsense!” red-faced with a receding hairline.

my father shouted,

“I’m sure Addie didn’t ruin my engagement on purpose, Father,” Corinna said bravely, hands clutched on her chest as she smiled tearfully at me.

“I’m so sorry we didn’t invite you or Damon. I couldn’t bear to make Damon watch my engagement after our horrid split,” she said with a pitying look at Damon.

I eyed Damon’s reaction. He paid her no mind, only picked up his steak knife and began slicing into

his steak.

Corinna turned to me with teary eyes, “And I knew you had an important meeting with. your sponsor, Addie. I didn’t want to make you miss it just for me.”

She looked away, hand on her mouth like she’d suppressed a sob,

“You’re such a good sister, Corinna,” my stepmother, Tabitha, patted her hand with a kind smile. She turned to me with a nasty look, “so unlike Adelaide.”

“Good sister, my *ss-” I retorted before I stopped myself.

“Adelaide!” my father slammed his fist on the table, rattling the dishes and spilling his third glass of red wine. “Don’t talk to your sister that way! I should’ve known you would’ve caused trouble!”

Corinna peeked beneath her hand, a tiny smirk on her face only I saw. I clenched my fists under the

table.

I knew better than to take her provocation, but I still wanted to reach across the table and smack her.

“Don’t blame Adelaide,” Ashton’s smooth voice said. “I doubt this was her fault.”

“Not her fault?” my father raged, “the press is having a field day with us! They think there’s a fight for the inheritance of our families because of what she and that illegitimate child did!”

I peeked over at Damon, but he was unaffected by the accusation. Despite being true, it was rude and callous of my father to point this out,

“Here

are,” Damon smirked as he laid down his knife and switched our plates so I had the steak he’d meticulously cut up.

I can cut my own steak! I glowered at him as he leaned back in his seat

like this,” Ashton said to my father

anger I’d been holding back reared its ugly head, ready to tear him apart.

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this must be Damon’s doing. He must’ve taken advantage of her. I’m so sorry about this. Please forgive Adelaide, Father.” Despite the trash flowing from Ashton’s mouth, my father believed it

craft this plan,” Ashton accused his

nearly choked on my water.

this

and infuriated by the accusations that came out of his stupid mouth. His glass was still full so he wasn’t

must’ve infected him with her

said coldly to my father. “Father

insane? I wanted to yell at my

father nodded, his anger dying down, “Adelaide would never do

so stupidity

not held a ceremony yet. This mistake can easily be reversed.

“What?” I gasped.

to take you as his third wife,” my father said,

looked shocked at my father’s sudden

silence at my father’s words. I couldn’t retort or say a single thing back as the room spun around me. Thoughts rushed through my brain in a whirlwind but only one

over and over.

father hate me that much?

Bradshaw was sixty years old and a notorious “sshole. Though successful, he was renowned to have a horrid temper and often visited brothels even when he had his wives.

father’s favorite child, but I always assumed he had to care for me a little. Corinna was always his golden

stopped trying to appease my cold-hearted father years

was beyond cold. It was downright

sprang to my eyes. But I couldn’t. I mustn’t. I must not

mine. Stunned, I turned

gripped my fingers tightly under the table, cold and confident like

for only me to

all the sincerity of Corinna’s tears and looked my father dead in the eye as

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have nothing to worry about, future father-in-law. She has me

glaring at us furiously before Father looked her way and returned to her

my father

Piers, our family’s butler, interrupted him formally. Silent as a ghost as always, I hadn’t even

Most of the servants would’ve cowered, but Piers had dealt with my father’s

is on

My father paled.

“Mother-in-law is coming? Why?”

congratulate me, obviously,” Corinna said, pridefully. “Right, Ashton?”

as I watched the room enfold into chaos. Father cleared his throat, and Tabitha brought out her compact make-up kit to do touch-ups. Even