Mr Billionaire, I Married You Accidentally!!! のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

BELLATRIX.... An hour later, we were still in the shopping mall. Stella was shopping, or more precisely, she was warming up by looking at clothes, and soon she would start her main shopping. Now only God knows when that time would come! I, on the other hand, looked at a few tags on some clothes and bought three sets of formal clothes. I don't find it sensible to use Victor's card anymore, as it feels like I've used enough. After getting a job, I'll return to him whatever I used from his card. "This would suit you!" Stella said suddenly, holding a long dark red dress. "Backless, with a slit from mid-thigh," I murmured before clapping slowly. "Wow, you're aware of my taste too well!" I said sarcastically. She scoffed, "Would you say this to your husband too?" There was a faint smirk on her lips. I shuddered, realizing her words... Husband? I definitely wanted that, but with Neil, which would never happen now. I took the dress from her hand and put it back in its place. "I've alre

VICTOR.... "This year, our profit has increased by double the amount from last year, with 'Go-Food' and 'Yums,' both of which generated around 50 billion dollars in profit together...." I raised my hand, and President Samuel stopped as all eyes turned to me. I, on the other hand, was staring at the statistical digits on the huge screen in the meeting room: "41.79 billion dollars and 8 billion dollars. 'Yums' gave way less than 'Go-Food.' They have consistently shown us low profits for the last three years, and this is highly unacceptable." Samuel licked his dry lips. "Vice Chairman, we are trying to increase the profit, and they successfully raised 2 billion dollars in the last two years." "And all those profits were wasted on advertising their products, which showed me their zero increment in profit this year, whereas Go-Food gave us extra profits." I raised an eyebrow and lowered my head. "Yes, sir," he murmured. "There is no doubt that Go-Food is the profit earner. Start the

BELLATRIX.... He is gone just like that; he did not even look behind. Did I anger him too much? But how was it my fault? I did not instigate the fight, nor did I intentionally hurt Florence. For God's sake, I have no idea how she ended up getting hurt! "Ma'am..." A sudden call broke my thoughts as I blinked and noticed Mathew. He was looking at me worriedly. "Are you alright, ma'am?" he asked. Suddenly, I realized I was still in the car and quickly shook my head. "Uh—n-nothing. Good night, Mathew," I said, stepping out of the car. At the entrance, the servants greeted me, startling me in the process. Back in the Valdez Villa, I wasn't greeted by the servants and was not used to their respectful response; therefore, I need to get used to it now. I smiled at them slowly and walked up to my room with no trace of Victor. I wonder where he went? In his room, perhaps. Wait... we would have separate rooms, right? Several questions started roaming around in my head. Pacing in the r

BELLATRIX... Both Neil and I gasped in unison. The way he stood firmly beside me was as if he were claiming his territory. The air turned colder, his beautiful eyes blazing at Neil, as if they wished to burn him. Neil frowned, his gaze settling on my waist, which gave me mixed feelings. What is he staring at? Does it hurt his extreme pride that I chose Victor instead of him? "What the fuck? Why are you holding her that way?" He glared at Victor, whose hands tightened on my waist even more. His brow raised, a cold smirk played on his sexy lips. "Why not? After all, she is my legally married wife." "What?" Neil was shocked. The way his eyes widened in disbelief suggested he was unaware of our marriage. Why is he surprised? Didn't his favorite fiancée inform him already? I wonder. "Turns out, you have no idea," Victor murmured before withdrawing his hand from my waist and holding my hand. I looked down at our hands; my little hands fit perfectly in his grip.... "Wh-when di

BELLATRIX.... We all followed Grandpa into the huge dining area and took our seats. Grandpa sat in the head chair; next to his right was Ambrose, with Emily beside him. Next to his left was, thankfully, I, and beside me was Victor. Dad reluctantly took his seat at Victor's side, and Mom sat next to Dad with Florence and Neil. Next to Emily was Giana. I looked at Victor from the corner of my eye; he was still graceful, with coldness swirling around his head. He was pretty much steady, unlike me, who kept trying her best not to panic in any situation. Servants started serving meals as I looked around through my lashes. This is very awkward, sitting in a room full of people who hate me from the deepest part of their hearts. If it weren't for Victor and Grandpa, there’s no way in hell I would have been here! "I'm hopeful that all you've heard about the new seven-star hotel project of RD Group," Grandpa said as he began helping himself to some vegetables. His assistant came forward and