The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Marcus was a name Alpha knew a long time ago, but to Mr. Augustine, the name was still fresh in his mind.
Back then, the daughter of the Midas family. Annabelle, had countless suitors. She was a celebrity. but she already had a boyfriend, and her boyfriend was Marcus.
It was rumoured that Marcus and Annabelle grew up as childhood sweethearts. Marcus was good at drawing, while Annabelle liked designing. The two of them were not in a good situation, but they supported each other and grew up together.
If that arcident hadn’t occured, Annabelle would have married Marcus and became his wife.
It was a pity that the Midas Family were in an economic crisis. The entire capital chain was cut off overnight. And there only way their business could be saved, was by Anabelle marrying Alpha.
Annabelle was left with no choice, hence she married Alpha.
Alpha always understood that he was the one who stole Annabelle from Marcus.
He had always known that Annabelle did not like him at all.
Sure enough, on their wedding day, Lily came to inform him that Annabelle was with Rory. When he got to where there were, Annabelle was in Marcus’s arms.
Alpha narrowed his handsome eyes and jilted back to reality. He looked at the words “Marcus. Bennett” on the screen, and smiled.
She had just returned from Visionary, yet she had contacted Marcus so quickly.
Alpha took her phone and walked to the kitchen.
Annabelle was preparing dinner in the kitchen when she heard a series of familiar ringtone, it was as if her phone was ringing.
Annabelle quickly looked back. She immediately saw a calm figure by the door. Alpha was leaning lazily on the door frame, and one of his hand was in his trousers pocket, and he was staring at her with her phone in his hand.

Why was her phone in his hands?
She remembered that her phone should be in her bag. How could he mess with her things?
“Your phone is ringing. It’s a call from Marcus,” Alpha reached out and handed her the phone.
Annabelle quickly raised her eyes to look at Alpha, wanting to see the reaction on his face.
On the night of their wedding, he brought her back and Marcus almost lost his life.
Annabelle was disappointed, as Alpha’s face was devoid of emotions. His deep narrow eyes looked at her quietly.
Annabelle’s heart sk ipped a beat. The Alpha before her seemed different from the Alpha she knew twenty years ago. The Alpha before her didn’t seem to have much reactions to things like he did in the past. He now had a way of perfectly concealing his emotions.
But Annabelle knew that the calmer he was, the more storms were accumulating beneath him.
“Give it to me,” Annabelle stretched out her hand to collect the phone.
But she didn’t receive it, because Alpha suddenly raised his hand above his head.
What was he doing?
“Give me my phone,” Annabelle stood on tiptoe, as she trued to reach his hand.
The moment she stepped closer, Alpha suddenly lowered his head and leaned forward.
Annabelle was stunned. She did not expect him to act like this. Now that his handsome face was close to her, she could see his spotless face.
His warm breath sprayed onto her skin, and their breathes entangled.
Annabelle wanted to retreat, but at this moment, she heard Alpha’s low voice asking. “You and Marcus are on good terms again? To what extent? Are you two kissing, hugging, or, did you two go to bed with each other?””
Annabelle’s pupils shrank. Why did he say that?
Alpha’s sudden question made her feel a little dazed. Time seemed to have gone back to many years ago.
Annabelle quickly took two steps back. Her beautiful face was red, but her eyes were calm. She looked at him, and said, “Mr. Augustine, this is my personal issue. If you continue like this, then I’ll leave immediately.”
Alpha looked at her and handed her the phone without saying anything else.
Annabelle pressed the answer button. “Hello, Marcus,” she said into the phone.
Marcus’s warm voice quickly passed over from the other end, “Annabelle, where are you now? Do you have time tonight? Let’s have dinner together.”
Because Alpha did not leave, he was still leaning lazily by the door. He had planned to stand here and listen to what they were talking about, so Annabelle walked forward, she turned her back and whispered, “Marcus, I don’t have time right now.”
Marcus quickly heard the strangeness in Annabelle’s voice, “Annabelle, what’s the matter with you? Where are you now? I’ll pick you up.”