The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Oakbrook Village, the one place I thought I'd never return to but the one place I have to come to again.

Liam offered to bring me here but I declined. Even when I could use one of his cars, I still declined. It's still not the time to draw attention to myself, especially with what I'm here for.

The cab drives through the simple neighborhood and residents recognize me and wave, their bright smiles making me smile back because I know they're actually glad to see me. It's been a while.

As I get closer to the home I knew for most of my life, my heart starts racing. I'm about to face them again.

While I want to walk up to the door, it seems that the sound of the engine catches someone's attention from inside. The front door opens and Abigail steps out, dropping her head to the side in curiosity as she wonders who's in the cab. As soon as I step out, her jaw drops. "Mom! Dad! You have to see this!" she says with mockery, crossing her arms while standing by the front porch.

I step away from the cab, watching her look at me from head to toe as she shakes her head at the same clothes that I left in.

My adoptive parents soon step out of the house together, both of them scornfully looking at me.

"Look who finally decided to show up after three months of not talking to us."

"You're right about that, mom." Abigail scoffs.

I quietly approach them, their scornful expressions not affecting me at all.

"Stop right there. Don't you dare take another step until you're forgiven. My husband and I just can't forget how ungrateful you've been."

"Looks like life hasn't been so good to you, huh?" He chimes in. "Coming back in the same clothes you left in? I guess the world taught you a lesson. I'll think about forgiving you after you clean up in the backyard. Get the rake and get to work. I want everything flawless and-"

"Actually," I cut him off, "that's where you're wrong. I'm not here to ask for forgiveness.."

sneers. "Do you think we'll just

it say that I want you to take me back?" I raise my eyebrows. "Leaving was the best decision I ever made because I've seen a different world. I only came to tell

at each other in confusion and burst

thought you'd get married to that janitor at our local school, but it's going to be someone else? Who could possibly be better than

mother's mockery makes

meet him soon,"

to wait. We

could have easily chosen not to come here, but for most of my

shakes his head. "The nerve of you to still sound ungrateful even while saying that. How many times have we called and had our calls declined? How many times has my daughter sent you messages, begging you to

not here to waste time, so I'll

know that," he says. "How

far, nothing. That's why I still want you at the wedding. You

laughter. "Why would we miss this opportunity to see the person who

their faces the day they find out who

out my hand with an envelope. "These are your

one to her father and one to her mother. The card design is so classy that they all furrow their eyebrows. "This looks so expensive. How could you ever afford this?"

you'll find out. I'm done here so I have to get going now.

I turn around to leave, heading back to the cab that's waiting for

their words anything but heartwarming as they continue to call me ungrateful Don't they remember how much they made me suffer? It doesn't matter anymore.

Cameras are already set up for the event which will be a

specifically meant

working with the bride.

is being styled, Liam keeps sending me flirtatious messages and I