Leashed to the Billionaire Boss

My dad was in the hospital needing 300k, and I was waitressing at a restaurant. That night a man walked in — suit perfectly tailored, everyone in the room afraid to look up. He walked up to me and said: will you marry me? I thought he was crazy. He pulled out a contract: marriage of convenience, one year, 500k for you. My dad's surgery was exactly 300k, and I signed without a second thought. After the wedding he lived in his penthouse, I lived on his couch. He never came home for dinner, I didn't ask. He never took me to any event, I didn't socialize. Until one day he took me to a business gala. His rival walked over with a glass, smiled at me: Mr. Ashford, is this your contract wife? My hand holding the plate was shaking. He pulled me close and stared at the rival: she's my wife. So what if it's a contract? Watch free on Palmbox.