Dead Wife? Guess Who's Back & Boss Now, Hubby!‌ - Chapter 6: Chapter 6

All hope shattered. Charlotte could barely breathe.
She felt dizzy.
In her past life, Adrian never married because of her.
Every time they met, he couldn't help talking to her, his ears turning red.
He'd even spent a fortune investigating the truth for her, ready to trade everything he owned for her freedom.
Now everything had changed.
He said he wanted a wife—and he wanted Jessica, her bastard half-sister who'd hated her for years!
Charlotte went pale, about to speak up, when Jessica suddenly burst out.
"Dad! I won't marry him!"
Her voice cracked with emotion. "Dad! I like Preston! I don't want anyone else! Charlotte and Adrian are perfect together—why don't we just swap? Please?"
For the first time ever, Charlotte thought her stupid sister had done something right.
She looked hopefully at Adrian.
But Adrian wouldn't even look at her. "Mr. Pierce, I can't marry Charlotte. She and Preston are together—I won't mess with that."
Charlotte's chest tightened. "Preston and I aren't together!"
"Aren't we?" Preston got up, his voice all fake-hurt. "Charlotte, we're so good together. Why are you acting like we're strangers?"
"You..." Charlotte was pissed beyond words.
Preston turned away from everyone, smirking. "The tabloids already got photos of us, babe. Just admit it—no need to be embarrassed."
Everyone whipped out their phones to check the gossip sites.
Charlotte's stomach dropped.
Sure enough, her dad's face went red as he shoved his phone at her. "Charlotte! Look at this mess!"
Charlotte's brain completely shut down.
The trending headline screamed: #Pierce Heiress and Fitzgerald Heir's Two-Hour Private Room Session#
Below were nine photos in a grid.
Shot secretly through the door—showing them tangled together, clothes all over the place!
The drugs had made her face flushed and eyes glazed as she seemed to respond to him, looking like she was loving every second.
Charlotte went white as paper and spun around to stare at Preston.
He acted like butter wouldn't melt in his mouth, but she knew immediately—this was all him!
"He drugged me..." she choked out.
"Enough!" Her dad exploded.
His face was murderous. "The Pierce name won't survive having a daughter who sleeps around then lies about it! Charlotte, you're marrying Preston. You got yourself into this mess!"
Game over. Charlotte felt totally screwed.
With photos trending everywhere and her image-obsessed father making demands, she was trapped.
Looking up, she met a pair of ice-cold eyes.
Full of indifference, disgust, disappointment...
Adrian's stare was like a dull knife, slowly cutting her heart to pieces.
Jessica, standing nearby, felt her own heart sink.
She knew she'd never get to marry Preston now.
So she asked Adrian weakly, "Do you really want to marry me?"
Adrian kept staring at Charlotte's face, his lips barely moving as he spoke with cruel precision.
"Jessica, I'm completely devoted to you. I swear you're the only woman for me—I'll never look at ANYONE ELSE."
Charlotte's eyes instantly filled with tears.
Through her haze, she heard Jessica's shy response: "Okay, then I'll marry you."
Following their parents' wishes, both Charlotte and Jessica got engaged on the same day.
Both weddings were set for mid-September—the fifteenth.
After the guests left.
Charlotte snuck out the back and planted herself in front of Adrian's town car. "Why are you doing this? You're only marrying Jessica to get back at me, aren't you?"
The window rolled down slowly. Adrian's ice-cold voice came through. "Yeah. I'm making damn sure you can never have me. Time to move on."
The car pulled away, leaving her in the dust.
The scorching sun beat down on her, making her chest tight.
Her knees buckled and she hit the pavement hard as the tears started flowing.