Both my sister and I are true heiresses, but our parents favor her, treating me like I’m invisible. My sister is eager to climb the social ladder, but she thinks the billionaire is too old for her. So, during a party, after drinking too much, she sneaks into the billionaire’s son’s bed and comes home with suggestive marks. Mom couldn’t stop smiling, thinking our family would soon have a daughter-in-law. Unexpectedly, the billionaire shows up at our door with his entourage, forcing my sister to marry the family’s driver, Mr. Lee, who is over fifty! Everyone in A City knows that Mr. Lee is a creep who enjoys tormenting women! Three days later, Mr. Lee’s wedding car was parked in front of our house. My sister held scissors to her neck, crying, “Mom and Dad! I’d rather die than marry that old man!” Mom, in tears, stopped her, then turned to me and ordered, “Nora, pretend to be your sister and marry him!” “Mom! I’m your daughter too! How can you ask me to marry that old man without a shred of compassion?” My smile faded, disbelief filling my eyes. But Mom ignored my protests: “You’re the older sister; what’s wrong with helping your sister?” My sister added fuel to the fire: “Exactly, sister, I’m too delicate to withstand mistreatment. You’ve been doing hard work at home since you were little, your physical strength is better than mine, so just endure the beatings and scoldings. But I’m different!” They were pushing me into the fire! I placed all my hope on Dad, who sat silently on the sofa. “Nora, please help her, she’s your sister after all.” These people were no longer my family; they were demons out to ruin my life. I instinctively stepped back: “No! I won’t go!” Seeing my firm stance, Dad’s expression turned fierce, and he signaled the relatives to tie me up. They forcibly dressed me in a wedding gown: “If you don’t drink the toast willingly, you’ll have to drink the penalty! It’s your blessing to take the fall for your sister!” As I was pushed into the car, an overwhelming sadness engulfed me. We were both born to the same parents, yet our fates were so different. Since childhood, I was the neglected and despised one. Mom and Dad cherished my sister like she was their treasure, afraid she’d fall or melt away. But they didn’t care about me. I had only two sets of clothes year-round, and I could only eat after my sister finished. Whenever my sister and I argued, my parents never asked who was right or wrong; they’d just slap me twice. I thought they were just a bit biased, but I never expected them to be so heartless as to marry me off to a perverted old man! The car swayed as it headed to the mansion, and my heart was equally unsettled. My sister’s plan to make an irreversible mistake was definitely flawed, or else the billionaire wouldn’t force her to marry an ugly, filthy driver. That driver, Asher, was said to have been with the billionaire for a long time, having a deep bond with him. They blindfolded me and pushed me into a dark room, where all my senses were heightened. I trembled, waiting for my groom to arrive.
Just as I was in utter despair, contemplating ending it all, the door suddenly opened. The light streaming in made me involuntarily close my eyes. When I opened them again, I was stunned to see a handsome man standing before me. Wasn’t Asher supposed to be a man in his fifties? How is he so good-looking! I heard that the billionaire once ordered him to acquire a real estate company, but the owner changed his mind at the last minute and demanded more money. He simply had the owner’s son kidnapped and sent a video back. The owner was so scared he cried while signing the papers. Since then, both political and business circles knew him as someone ruthless. Looking at the man in front of me, though handsome, but rumored to be a complete lunatic, I felt a chill. “Don’t recognize me? Celeste? Have you forgotten that night?” My expression changed. How does he know my sister’s name? Could it be that they… But how could a driver appear in the billionaire’s son’s room? That’s impossible. Oh well, it’s too late now. Since I’m here, I should just make the best of it. Besides, he is indeed handsome. With such a stunning man in front of me, how could I refuse? To protect myself, I gave him a shy, timid look: “Since we’re married, I’m now your wife…” I figured men like obedient wives. Unexpectedly, Asher’s expression remained unchanged, only raising an eyebrow slightly: “You don’t have to force yourself. I know my reputation isn’t great, I won’t go against your wishes, tonight you can sleep in the bed, I’ll sleep outside.”
Seeing him really about to leave, I panicked. Without a child, how can I ensure my safety? I quickly grabbed his wrist: “Wait! I meant what I said, anyway, neither of us has anyone who cares for us, so why not keep each other warm?” Saying that I wrapped my arms around his neck, my hands unconsciously caressing those enticing abs. There were rumors he lost his manhood after a wild night at the nightclub, my heart ached at the thought. Such a handsome man with issues, my life is so tough! He helplessly ruffled my hair: “Since you’re my wife, from now on I’ll protect you with my life if necessary.” I couldn’t listen to what he was saying anymore, just pulled him to bed with me. In the darkness, I felt his gaze lingering on me, thinking about something. But I was too exhausted, holding him, I quickly drifted into a deep sleep. When I opened my eyes again, he was gone. Only then did I have time to look around the room— It’s worthy of being the billionaire’s trusted aide. The luxurious decor was more extravagant than any wealthy home I had ever seen, as I marveled. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and several servants carrying the latest clothes and jewelry appeared before me: “Madam, Mr. Asher has left, he asked us to take care of you.” My eyes widened, he, a driver, could afford such extravagance? The necklace in the box was a new model from this year’s show, worth over a million. The diamonds sparkled brilliantly. Simply dazzling. I trembled as I picked it up, still unable to believe it was real. Friends around me faced in-law relationships after marriage, but Asher was alone with no family. So I was in charge of everything in the mansion, and no one dared to contradict me. I have to admit, life was truly comfortable. Except… he was all show and no go, unable to have children. Everything was perfect. Except… sometimes he would hold me and call out: “Celeste.”
My expression darkened instantly, realizing that this fleeting happiness came from being my sister’s stand-in. Seeing my reaction, he gently shook me: “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” I forced a smile: “No, I just feel you’re too good to me, I don’t know how to repay you.” He seemed a bit helpless: “Silly, you’re my wife, it’s only right for me to be good to you, there’s no need for repayment.” I fell silent, wondering if he’d hate me if he knew it was all a lie? “Your birthday is coming up, I want to host a party, and let you meet my friends.” He placed a photo in front of me: “This is Oscar, in charge of the company’s construction department, and this is Ethan, responsible for economic trade relations.” Since childhood, my sister had prepared to marry into the billionaire’s family, not only researching the billionaire’s company information but also bringing me along to learn. When the billionaire was young and poor, he married his first wife, using her family’s resources to rise quickly. The first wife bore two sons and a daughter, but passed away due to illness. Afterwards, he married a second wife, who had another son and daughter. Since the eldest son passed away. Two opinions gradually emerged within the group. One was that the company’s establishment was inseparable from the first wife, and the second son should be the heir. Another voice said the third son was most capable and fit to lead. The people Asher just introduced me to were all supporters of the third son within the group. I pursed my lips, realizing this was not just a party, but an exchange of resources. I’ve never liked such occasions, but now as his wife, I should help share some of his burden. Clutching his hand, I smiled slightly: “Okay.”
“I’ve long heard the Lin family has two beauties, seeing Celeste today proves it’s true.” Miss Beatrix hugged me, sizing me up. Asher chuckled: “All thanks to your father for sending such a wonderful wife to my side.” Miss Beatrix laughed: “You better treat her well, or I won’t agree.” The table was filled with exquisite delicacies, guests exchanging glasses, chatting and laughing. I suddenly thought, maybe the billionaire had his reasons for wanting my sister to marry him. How did my sister manage to sneak into the second young master’s bed so smoothly? Could it be the billionaire suspected this was a tactic by the third young master to ruin the second young master’s reputation, and used this method to test the truth? As everyone drank to the end, the third young master sighed, “Yesterday I took some documents to Dad’s study and heard him scolding my second brother again.” “What did that spendthrift do this time?” Ethan was curious. “You’d better treat her right, or I won’t agree.” The table was laden with a variety of delicious dishes. The guests, who clearly had a lot of prestige, were happily clinking their glasses and engaging in lively conversation. I suddenly thought perhaps the billionaire had his own reasons for marrying my sister off to him. Why did my sister manage to get into the Second Young Master’s bed so easily back then? Could it be that the billionaire suspected this was a scheme by the Third Young Master to tarnish the Second Young Master’s reputation and used this method to uncover the truth? As the evening wore on, the Third Young Master sighed, “Yesterday, I took some documents to Dad’s study and overheard him scolding my second brother again.” “What did that troublemaker do this time?” Oscar asked with curiosity. “A few days ago, Second Brother showed interest in a new college student. But she wasn’t interested, and he used unsavory methods to force her. Afterward, the girl posted about it on social media and then took her own life. It’s causing quite an uproar now.” The Third Young Master sighed helplessly. I was a bit taken aback. I had always known the Second Young Master was arrogant, but I hadn’t realized he was so indifferent to human life. I exchanged a glance with Asher and tactfully changed the subject. After returning home, I pressed Asher: “What’s really going on here?” Asher didn’t respond immediately. He took off his suit jacket, revealing his well-toned chest. “Celeste, do you regret marrying me?” I didn’t know why he asked, but I shook my head. “Being with you makes me truly happy.” He looked into my eyes. “Really?” “I’m willing to spend the rest of my life with you,” I said, courageously expressing my feelings. Asher’s expression shifted slightly. I watched as he removed the last piece of clothing. “Are you sure?” My heart raced. “I am.” In his surprised gaze, I decisively shed my robe, revealing my hidden beauty. Desire flared up instantly, and he showered me with kisses. I moved with him, and I knew from this moment, we were truly husband and wife. In the rush of excitement, I fainted. The overwhelming emotions almost consumed me. The next morning, sunlight touched my face as I woke up, rubbing my aching body. As I looked up, Asher was sitting at the edge, his gaze probing. “Celeste, why are you still a virgin?” It was then I noticed the red on the sheets, evidence of my first night. My nerves instantly went on alert, and I couldn’t help but tremble. I had completely forgotten about this! Everyone believed Celeste had been with the Second Young Master, yet here I was, still a virgin. It was suspicious. My mind raced. “You were too rough last night. I bled, and now you’re asking me…” He’s not naive. He wouldn’t be easily fooled. Staring into my eyes, he seemed to want to say something but just smiled. “Since you’re with me, the past doesn’t matter.” He kissed my forehead and left the room. “Ma’am, the sir mentioned transferring the mansion to your name.” “Ma’am, the sir wants you to handle the transfer of his assets.” “Ma’am, this is the latest designer handbag, sent over for you to choose from.” Since we crossed that final line, our relationship has become more stable. He wants to give me everything. I sat on the large apartment’s sofa, swirling a wine glass as I looked down at the bustling scene below. I suddenly remembered the days living at home. A biased dad, a foolish mom, a spoiled sister. And I was the only normal one in the family. I had to give in to Celeste in everything. No matter how much I gave, I could never earn my parents’ love. Even when my sister caused trouble, I had to pay with my life to clean up after her. Thinking back, it scared me. If Asher really was the violent man people said he was, my life would have ended. The next day, in spring, I was out shopping with the servants. I spotted a new handbag and was about to pay when I noticed the servant’s hesitant look. “What’s the matter?” I asked, puzzled. “Ma’am, your mother called saying your sister is getting married in a few days and hopes you can come back to help,” she cautiously checked my reaction. After all, since my marriage, I hadn’t been in contact with my family, and everyone knew we didn’t get along. Sure enough, my expression didn’t change, but I snapped the straw in my hand. “That’s good news. Who’s my lucky brother-in-law?” I asked calmly. The servant thought for a moment. “Your sister is lucky. The Second Young Master personally came to propose. Her future seems promising.” The Second Young Master? I was puzzled. The Second Young Master’s position in the corporation is precarious. Why would a vain father still agree to marry my sister off to him? Thinking about my sister getting into bed with the Second Young Master and then being forced to marry Asher, I suddenly felt that there was a big secret hidden in all of this.
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