All Chapters of My Rented Husband is a Secret Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~Rosemary~The clock on the wall struck eleven and with that, I chewed my lower lip. I picked up my phone again and texted, "Where are you, honey? Are you all right?" It was way past closing hour, but he wasn't back home yet. I had called him numerous times, yet I hadn't heard a word from him.As I sat on the sofa in the living room, I stared blankly at the wedding picture on the wall opposite. In the picture, the smile on my face couldn't have been brighter, but my husband's smile was rather frozen.It had been two years since we got married. Although it wasn't a bed of roses, it was peaceful for the most part. Max and I barely argued. But I guess you could say it's because he was rarely at home. I only saw him sometimes in the mornings and at night.However, today was the first time he was staying out this late. Since I saw on the news that a car accident happened on the same route Max took everyday, I had been dead worried. As I took a deep breath, I felt a sharp cramp in my lower

~Rosemary~A beeping sound replayed in my head an annoying number of times. The air around me felt so cold that goosebumps pricked my skin.I opened my eyes slowly, only to be blinded by the light. When I opened them again, I saw a white ceiling.Where was I? Wasn't I at home? Was I lying down? Why? What happened to me?A dozen questions ran through my mind. I looked around, trying to figure out where I was. But nothing around was recognizable.Suddenly, my eyes fell on a heart rate monitor. It was what was making that annoying beeping sound. Oh, God! Was I in the hospital?"You are awake!" a voice suddenly interrupted my thoughts.I looked in the direction it came, only to find two smiling nurses walking through the door."Where am I? What happened to me?"The first nurse stood at the foot of the bed. "You got hit by a car. You've been in a coma for hours."Hearing that, my memory came rushing like a flood. I remembered running after Max in the dead of the night. I also remembered th

~Rosemary~I woke up to find an unfamiliar ceiling above me. It took me a good minute to realize that I was no longer in Max's house. I touched my belly which was once warm with life. But now, it was just cold and flat. I choked on a sob, missing all the mornings I spent checking out my baby bump in the mirror.Although the last thing I wanted to do was to face Max and Amani, I knew that my mother wouldn’t have invited me in the first place if there wasn’t something important. I had to go to find out what it was.I went into the bathroom after dragging myself out of Gerald’s bed. Yes, I slept in his bedroom while he volunteered to spend the nights on his living room sofa. We were occupied by my luggages these days, sorting them and placing them well. It was tiring but better than attending the shitty party I was going to later today. Everything’s hard, but luckily, I had Gerald to be with me. I didn’t even know how to thank him.I scrubbed my body hard in hopes it would wash a

~Gerald~The entire ballroom instantly went quiet. Even the soft music that was playing in the background abruptly stopped. I could feel many harsh stares on me. Regardless, I took off my suit jacket and draped it on Rosemary’s shoulder. I smiled when she looked at me with tearful eyes.“And who the hell are you to lecture us?” the older woman suddenly yelled.The younger woman who looked a lot like Rosemary snapped, “Why are you defending her? And who invited you to my party?”Max, whose face I knew all too well, echoed, “How dare you insult my fiancée and her mother? Who the fuck are you?”“I’m her husband!” I pulled Rosemary even closer, glaring at all of them. “She’s the woman I have loved for a long time."It was true.Rosemary Beckett was the woman I dreamed of every day for many years. Like it was yesterday, I could still remember the day she walked into my life.I was just seventeen years old at the time. On that fateful day, I just got off my cleaning job when I was accoste

~Rosemary~"I can't believe I actually sold the house for ten million, now I can use this to start my own business!" I said to Gerald on the way home.He smiled. "Good things come to good people, Rosemary.""But this is just too good to be true!" I argued. "Why did that man spend so much for a dilapidated house? He didn't even inspect it himself!"Gerald kept his eyes on the road. "Rich people are full of surprises. I guess he has lots of money to throw around. You know, the fung-shui thing. Or maybe he just loves Elmont.""Maybe..." I muttered, still feeling a little strange."This calls for celebration!" Gerald declared when we returned home. "Let me cook you dinner.""I'll join you."I chopped the veggies while Gerald seasoned the chicken. At this moment, I couldn't help remembering my previous marriage. Although marrying Max had been a dream come true, life in his house was torture. I was always so lonely and sad.Max and I never did anything as a couple. He only came home to eat