Lahat ng Kabanata ng Her Accidental Billionaire Husband : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

A V E L I N AThe sun shone harshly above me, making me sweat even more. I stood outside the huge mansion I’ve grown accustomed to for the past six years.I walked towards the gate of the new building, excited to see the woman who has easily fit in the role of a mother figure in my life. At this moment, I was thankful Margaret refused to let me dress like the other maids in the house, because I couldn’t imagine wearing that tight constricting dress in this harsh heat. Her reasons were valid though, I wasn’t just a maid in her house. I was also her personal caregiver. And she always mentioned how much I reminded her of her granddaughter who she hasn’t seen in ages. Finally standing outside the big black gate, I placed my hand on the little doorbell that was placed close to the gate. The warm and familiar voice of the security guard filled the intercom. “Avelina? Always early and punctual as usual?” He said warmly as the remote controlled gate started sliding open. I stepped into th

A V E L I N AI've never felt as disrespected as I felt at this moment and his audacity was infuriating. How dare he accuse me of such a thing! I've been taking care of his grandmother, helping her when no one else did, and that's how he decides to repay me?He looked shocked for a second before his features returned to a neutral expression. "Look, I don't know who you are. You're not my family, you're not even friends with my family. So why are you here?" He leaned back, raising a brow at me."Your grandmother is very important to me, and I care for her like she's my own. And I have never asked for anything in return. Not a penny. Never. So, whatever it is that you're insinuating is very fucking wrong and I'm insulted." I glared, crossing my arms over my chest.He looked at me, unmoved. "I've been asking around and no one knows you. So, please, tell me why my Nonna is so attached to a complete stranger.""I don't need to explain myself to you, sir. That is for Maggie to tell. Now, if

A V E L I N AWe got to the hotel and got into our room. I made the first trip to the bathroom to pull off this heavy wedding dress and take a hot shower.I came out wearing a light pink silk nightgown.When I walked out, I noticed him sitting on the couch, a drink in his hand. He looked up, his grey orbs roaming my body, making me fidget.I swallowed, feeling nervous. It was the first time we were completely alone and the tension was thick.I walked over to the bed, sitting down and pulling the duvet over my legs. His shirt was unbuttoned and he had changed out of his formal attire, now dressed in a pair of shorts and a plain black shirt.The room was dimly lit and I watched as he took stick of cigarette and brought it to his lips, lighting it. He took a deep inhale, blowing out a puff of smoke."That's bad for your health." I blurted out. I don't know why, but the thought of him getting sick because of something so unnecessary didn't sit well with me.He raised a brow, "And why do y

A V E L I N AMy head was turned to the window as the car drove towards the airport. Lorenzo was sitting right next to me, typing rapidly on his phone. He had came back into the room while I was fast asleep and I avoided him like the plague this morning as I packed my bag for our honeymoon.The air in the car was so awkward that even the driver couldn't help but steal glances at me from time to time. I sighed and stared out the window. I wanted this honeymoon to end, and I wanted it to end quickly. "Where are we going?" I asked, breaking the silence."Maldives.""When will we reach?""By evening.""How many days will we stay there?""One week." I bit my lip and turned back to the window. So, he wasn't going to explain last night.I was okay with that. It wasn't like I had any feelings for him, anyway. The driver dropped us at the airport and the moment we checked in and walked into the waiting area, he started walking off without me."Lorenzo!" I shouted, jogging up to him. "You coul

A V E L I N A His words hurt more than anything and I felt the tears gathering in my eyes. How could someone say something like that to another human being? How could he say such hurtful things when I have been nothing but nice to him? I blinked back the tears, not letting him have the satisfaction of seeing me cry. "You know, if I was a gold-digger, then I would've slept with you. Then, I would have stolen your precious money and left. But, no. You're not worth any of that. I rather live a life of poverty with a man who loves me than a life full of money with an asshole like you. You may be rich, but, your wealth can't buy you everything, Lorenzo Salvatore." "Is that so? What's stopping you from doing so then, hmm? You said it yourself. All you want is my money. So, take it." He challenged. "Because I don't want your filthy hands anywhere near me. Besides, there are a lot of other girls out there that will give you what you want. And, who knows, maybe one of them will be the lucky