Marry My Billionaire Second Husband

"Amelia?"

Amelia stiffened when she heard the familiar voice call out her name through the door. It greatly muffled the speaker, but with how she was nearly plastered against the wall, she could still catch it.

There was a short chuckle, followed by a harrumph of disgust.

"She's nothing more than a loyal dog."

Instantly, her blood chilled in her veins. Amelia could recognize that voice anywhere. After all, they had spent countless nights entangled with each other, with him moaning her name. Only, she had never heard her name spoken with such coldness and nonchalance.

"Man, that's harsh," a bark of laughter came from inside, followed by many others. "She's still your wife, Caleb! Or are you planning to divorce her now that the heiress of Friesent Corp is back?"

Amelia's hands began to tremble as she bit down on her bottom lip.

No, this must be a coincidence. She had a common name, and her husband did too. There was a high chance that there must be a different couple in Sol City with the same names they did.

Right?

"Are you still toying with her?" another man asked from inside the room, someone Amelia didn't recognize. To be fair, she recognized none of them. Caleb had never let her meet his friends and hardly ever mentioned them by name. "She's your wife. One day, you'll have to come clean with her that you're the future heir of W&W Industries. You can't keep her in the dark forever."

"Don't you know, Benji? Until she has proven herself, she will never know the man she truly married," someone said. There were a lot more snickers but they were slowly drowned out by the rapid thundering of Amelia's heart. "The great Mr. Caleb Walton thinks that his wife is a gold digger!"

"And she is nothing but a foolish bitch to not figure out Caleb's identity even after all this while!"

More laughter rang from inside the room, and Amelia soon found it difficult to stand upright. Her knees felt wobbly and it was getting harder and harder to breathe. That name was the final nail in the coffin.

She looked down at the diamond ring on her finger, the stone painfully small. Back then, Caleb had said that he hadn't any money to buy her a proper ring and that when his business flourished, he would replace this tiny gemstone with a big diamond, one she could boast about.

Amelia could still remember the way her heart fluttered at his words back then. She hadn't cared about the size of the gemstone and was just happy that she would now be able to live with her best friend and partner in crime.

Through the dark, grueling days of poverty and struggle, their wedding vows had given her so much strength to get through to the next day. Everything had been for Caleb's startup company― ever since they got married, Amelia had worked tirelessly day after day, her wages sent