The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

A middle–aged woman ran out of the kitchen right away. The floor was shaking slightly when she was running out. Her voice was rough and with a strong local accent, she said, “Lila? Is that my Lila?”

At the sight of Lila, the middle–aged woman embraced her daughter excitedly, “It‘s so good to have you back.”

Glenn and Eva had both learned from Beal that Lila was going to come back They had originally planned to let their daughter enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth in the White family. Now that Lila had been kicked out of the Whites‘ house, they were both disappointed but at the same time happy that she was now coming home to them. Lila looked at them disgustedly. When she smelled the pungent and strange smell on Eva, she wrinkled her nose and pushed the woman who was her mother away.

“What‘s that smell?” She wasn‘t happy at all since she walked into the room. This house was both dirty and shabby. Also, the whole apartment wasn‘t even as big as her bedroom in the White family residence.

Obviously, they were very poor folks. She had heard from Beal that her biological father, Glenn, was an owner of a small business. At first, Lila thought that he would at least have some money. However, it turned out he was only an alcoholic and untidy man.

As for her biological mother, Eva, she was totally a country bumpkin. They were no match to the likes of her adoptive parents Beal and Johanna. Lila was growing desperate. She could hardly believe that she had been born from such a woman. Eva wiped the sweat off her forehead and neck awkwardly and bowed her head down in shame.

“I just came out of the kitchen and haven‘t had the chance to take a shower yet. I shouldn‘t have grabbed you like that. I was too excited just now.”

She looked at Lila carefully, with moist eyes. “You look exactly the same as me when I was younger.”

After hearing this, Lila became angrier and cursed in her heart. Was this fat bitch trying to humiliate her?

Tears of joy began to well up in Eva‘s eyes. She nervously wiped her sweating palms on the apron and said, “Since Lila is home now, let‘s go ahead and have dinner now.” Glenn scolded her, “Our son has yet to return.”

As soon as he finished saying that, the door was opened from the outside with a key. A young man, who had his hair dyed red, walked inside from the door. He glanced over at Lila, shrugged his shoulders, and said in a rather frivolous manner with chewing gum still in his mouth, “Are you my sister?” He turned to look at Lila‘s Hermes bag and asked her, “Is that bag real? It‘s not a fake, is it?”

Lila really wanted to roll her eyes. The young man before her was just some punk. The Gillian family was so poor, but he was wearing all brand–name items. He must be very spoiled. And what was with that arrogant attitude of his?

to go crazy. Everything in this house

own a fake bag? Anyway, you came home

gestured her children to come in with

small that the living area

few flies hovered over the food. Eva scooped some

I didn‘t buy any other ingredients beforehand.” Lila was used to a life of luxury. She only ever had food made with imported fresh ingredients. Her taste buds were accustomed to food

as the bowl of gunk in front of her. But since she was

vomiting. The disgusting–looking dishes coupled with the overall stench of the home made her

*******

tidying up the house, Eva approached Lila with an

in the living room, is that okay?” Lila looked at her in a daze,

of garbage. This whole place was like a trash bin. Eva wanted her to sleep in here? What was the difference between

family, Johanna had given her a generous amount of money. As long as she didn‘t squander it, it would be enough for her to live a carefree life for a couple of years. Thinking

stay in a hotel.” As she spoke, she quickly

really not necessary!” Eva hurriedly

not be as nice as the Whites‘, but we can make do…” Lila couldn‘t stand being inside this house a second longer, so without replying, she turned around and

*******

later, Lila was lying peacefully in a luxurious bathtub in her hotel room with rose petals floating around her.

so

interrupted by the shrill ringtone of

“Hello?” she asked irritably.

“Who‘s this?”