All Chapters of Bride Switch for MR Billionaire : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“What did you say?” I asked him with a confused smile. I was really hoping, but I heard him wrong. “I said you are fired, Eliza,” he said while trying to avoid contact. Was it because I published the article late, but I already explained my situation to him? No, that could not be the reason. “But why?” I asked with a shaky voice. “Is it because I did not publish that article last night; I already told you my predicament and you understood why, or is it because I came late twice in a role? Why would you do this to me?” I asked angrily, especially because I did not expect Look to fire me since we had a little bit of friendship between us. “I am not the one who fired you, Eliza,” he suddenly said as he looked up and finally made eye contact. “It was the CEO; he said you offended someone important." Luke explained, and I just looked at him with a confused gaze. I was sure that it was definitely not the Blaqk family or the Dalton family that got me fired, since I practically did them a

"That must be the person Ryan sent over,” I mumbled to myself when I heard my doorbell ring. I grabbed my bag and made my way to the front door. “Why is it you?” I asked with surprise and a slight anger in my eyes. “You don't look very happy to see me, Eliza,” he said, with his hands in his pockets. “Uhm.. no. I was just expecting a different person," Istammered, but he did not seem to care anymore as he turned around and walked back to his car. “Tomorrow I will be taking you to the Blaqk family house,” Ryan said after a pregnant pause in the car on our way to his house. My eyes opened wide at his sudden statement, and I could not wait to object. Why did I have to meet the Blaqk family? “Why?” I asked with unwillingness in my voice. "It does not matter the circumstances in which we got married; we are still a married couple." "Oh," I said disappointingly. After driving for thirty minutes, we finally arrived at Ryan's estate. I was marveling at how grandiose everything was. Th

Chapter 15I walked into the large sitting room with Ryan by my side while being scrutinised by the members of the Baqk family. Ryan’s grandfather and mother were rarely in the sight of the media, but Ryan’s younger brother Matthew was very famous in the media for his frivolous ways; he even had an illegitimate son due to him sleeping around. When the matter was widely publicised, the Baqk family had no choice but to accept the child."Sit,” Mr. Blaqk, Ryan’s father, said as he motioned for us to sit on the only free couch left.I sat down, looking a bit casual, while Ryan looked unrestrained; he seemed like he did not care about his parents."Miss Greene, we appreciate you for the help you have given the Blaqk family,” he started, while I nodded nervously.“But we need to know when you two will divorce and end this sham of a marriage," he asked while looking nonchalant. I looked at Ryan, as I too wanted to know if Ryan was really serious about our marriage being for life.“We are not

The two door attendants were so adamant about not letting me in, so I had no choice but to dial Ryan’s number. I already accepted the fact that he might not pick up my call, but surprising enough, he picked up immediately. “What do you want?” he said in a cold Montone voice, which flustered me a little bit. "Uhm." I started trying to figure out how to arrange my words. "Eliza, I have work to do,” he said impatiently. "Well, I am in front of this bar; it's called the Verr Royce bar," I started. “So what's the problem?” he asked. "Well, they did not let me in because I was not invited, so I was hoping you could help,” I asked nervously. “Why would you go to a place you were not invited to? Are you begging to be embarrassed?" he asked, and I could tell that he was amused by my situation with his tone. “My friend Alex works here; I came to see her." I told him "Well, can't she help you?" "Look, are you going to help me or not?” I asked impatiently. “Hold on,” he said before he

I walked out of the club with difficulty because I was dragging Alex behind me. As I went out, I noticed that the previous door attendants had already been repaid, and I felt a sense of satisfaction. The valet helped me drive my car to the front of the bar. Without much help, I was able to stuff the very drunk Alex at the back of my car. "Hey, drink some water,” I told her as I threw a half-drunk bottle of water to the back. “I don't want to drink it,” she said in a baby voice, and I burst out in laughter. “You are drunk, Alex. Drink the water,” I said in a convincing tone. “I am not drunk, I swear,” she dragged as she lay down. We got to my house, and a maid helped me bring her inside and into my bedroom, where I had to undress her and, with a lot of stress, take her into the shower. After that, I had to put on something more comfortable for her as she slept off. I did not forget what I wanted to talk to her about, but I had no choice but to wake her up and be sober. I became