Mr Billionaire's Unwanted Wife novel Chapter 24

"This one will look more beautiful over you," mom said as Skylar assisted me in putting on the beautiful prom gown they had purchased for me.

"Mom, you already bought a whole new wardrobe for me, then why do you buy these expensive things again?" I snapped at her.

"Why not?" she raised her eyebrows.

"You are my daughter." After all, always remember you are the same as Skylar to me. She comes towards me while examining the new beautiful gown they bought for me.

I turned towards the mirror. The gown was so beautiful but strapless, with a deep low cut from the front showing off my cleavage, and having a slight cut from the back showing off my left thigh.

"Perfect," Skylar said, and mom smiled and gave me a thumbs up.

"And this one will match with it," Mom said, as Celia brought a box of diamond pendants with a beautiful pair of diamond earrings.

"Wow, this is so beautiful, mom," I gasped, seeing the jewelry.

Mom smiled and Celia took that pendent and helped me to wear it while Skylar helped me to wear diamond earrings.

"Aww, my daughter is so beautiful," mom smiled, which reached to her eyes and hugged me.

I felt tears well up in my eyes, wondering how I could be so fortunate to have such a good-hearted and kind mother-in-law.

Who adores me even more than I think my real mother?

Skylar also hugged me, "Hey, don't cry, it's a moment of happiness."

"You both are the best things that ever happened to me," I said, looking at mom and Skylar.

"And we feel the same about you," Mon and Skylar nodded with a beautiful dimpled smile.

"En, why don't you show Bro your new gown?" Skylar asked, a wide smile on her face.

"But, it's okay, I don't think it's necessary," I looked around, trying my best not to look into their eyes.

"But why should he also see how sexy and elegant his wife can look?"

"Yes, she is right," Celia said, smiling at me, and mom also gave me a knowing look.

"Fine," I sighed, and their faces all lit up with a smile.

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I clutched the doorknob to his study so tightly that I could feel my hand turning a light pink colour as a result of my grip.

I chewed my lips, swaying slightly. Finally, with newfound courage, I managed to open the door of my husband's study.

"Adrian," I said quietly, looking around, trying my best not to look into his eyes.

He looked up at me and paused. I did not move my lips, looking around. After that kiss, it was difficult for me as well to make eye contact with him.

His eyes travelled all over my body, like he was imagining me naked.