My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife

On the day of my grandmother’s funeral, my husband was accompanying his first love.

After I made countless phone calls, he finally came.

But he said, “She’s pregnant, I have to be with her.”

I turned to look at my husband’s uncle, “Take me home, uncle.”

During the 3 years of marriage, I have been both a wife and a secretary for Adam.

I had been dutifully preparing everything he needed all the time, until Sophia’s arrival.

Sophia was his first love and is now telling him jokes in the office.

Watching them through the glass doors that separates his office from mine, I almost cry because he has never laughed like that around me.

The dark binds of his office are brought down abruptly, blocking my view of them both.

Adam seems to be trying to prevent me from prying even though I am his wife and privacy shouldn’t be a thing between us, especially when it comes to a woman he used to love so much.

I still remember how shocked I was when Sophia walked up to me earlier.

“Aria, I didn’t know you still worked here! I can’t believe Adam is still making you work even after you both got married. That man is something, isn’t he?”

Looking at her confident and elegant appearance, I couldn’t speak, and even feel a little inferior.

“Sophia!” Adam’s voice broke me out of that trance.

He stepped out of his office and right in front of me, he hugged her ever so tightly like an old time friend before he led her back into his office without sparing me as little as a glance.

Now, I can only hear their muffled voices and his own laughter every now and then.

Gripping the edges of my table tightly, I’m too destabilized to get any work done.

I stare at the calendar on my table.

Does he even know today is our third wedding anniversary?

Every year, it seems like I am the only one who remembers it.

With Sophia’s appearance, I can already tell that today will pass by like it’s just another day.

I knew she was coming today, though Adam tried to keep it from me.

Perhaps this is also the reason why he is even more cold and indifferent than usual.

My heart aches at the realization but it aches even more because there is nothing I can do about it.

I have never had a place in Adam’s heart but he has been the only one in mine.

I loved him from the very moment he saved my life years ago.

But he always reminds me that our marriage is nothing but an attempt at fulfilling his grandfather’s wishes.

I knew if there was any chance, he would have never gotten married to me.

Grandfather cherishes me so much, but that’s not enough.

I am married to Adam and not his family.

Their laughter dies down all of a sudden and I can barely hear a