Billionaire's Gorgeous Wife

Maggie Johnson took pains to steer her wheelchair to the bedroom door with a gift in her hand. It was a mug she made by herself. In her mind, a DIY gift was the best, and the mug represented her sincerity.

It was Kevin Brown's birthday today, and she prepared a surprise for him.

He worked so hard every day and should still be asleep now. She wanted to see him in sleep. It had been half a month since she saw him last time.

When she reached the bedroom door, a woman's voice suddenly came out, "Kevin, are you really going to marry Maggie? She only has one leg left..."

Stunned, Maggie saw through a crevice that her fiancé, Kevin, and her stepsister, Tami Johnson cuddling each other on the bed...

"Yes, of course. Only through marriage would she give me the ring passed down from her mother." Sneered Kevin.

"Well, could you divorce her after getting what you want?" Tami looked up at him expectantly.

Kevin sneered, "Rather than a divorced wife, I only have a dead wife."

Tami giggled, "You are bad."

"Don't you like it?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

"No..." There was another round of passion.

Crack.

The mug slipped from Maggie's hand and smashed on the floor. In a fluster, she steered the wheelchair, but it was stuck and wouldn't move.

"Who's there?" In the room, Kevin asked suddenly, jumped off the bed, wrapped a towel around his lower body, ran out, and stiffened at the sight of Maggie.

"Mag, you are back so suddenly?" He asked in a panic.

"Heh, if I didn't, wouldn't I miss the great show?" Maggie scorned with a bitter smile.

"Mag, I can explain." Kevin was a little anxious. His plan almost succeeded, and he shouldn't blow everything now.

He held onto Maggie's wheelchair. With only one leg, Maggie didn't have much strength. Being pulled by him like this, she couldn't move a bit.

Wrapped in a sheet, Tami rushed out and grabbed Maggie's hand, "Sis, this is my fault, don't blame Kevin. I just want to be his woman and won't wreck your marriage. You can still marry him."

Angered by Tami's words, Maggie almost broke down and screamed, "Let go of me, you disgusting adulterers."

Lifting her hand, she slapped Tami, leaving five fingerprints on her swollen face.

"Tami, are you alright?" Kevin looked at Tami's face anxiously.

Tami shook her head.

Kevin changed countenance, "Maggie, don't fail to appreciate our kindness. Do you think I'm marrying you because I love you? If it is not for your mother's legacy, how would I want to marry you? Look at you, you only have one leg. If we get married, how do you think I can make out with you? I'll be scared, do you get it? There is supposed to be a slender and long leg, but now it's a giant scar."

Maggie trembled, "My leg came to this when I tried to save you. Now you tell me you are scared?"

"If it's not for the sake that you saved me, do you think I would like to look at you?" Kevin's voice became colder.

"Ha-ha..." Maggie laughed over tears. Only God knew how much sacrifice she had done for Kevin.

"Kevin, go now. I'll explain it to Maggie. Your wedding will be held in three days, and the invitation letters have been sent out. Don't ruin the atmosphere because of me. I'll quit and talk with Maggie." Tami tugged Kevin's hand and implored.

Maggie found it ridiculous when Tami called him brother-in-law. She fooled around with the man and called him brother-in-law. Didn't she feel it disgusting?

"Humph." Kevin snorted and turned away.

Standing behind Maggie, Tami pushed the wheelchair towards the balcony.

"Tami, stay away from me." Maggie snarled hysterically.

Tami pushed the wheelchair to the balcony, stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, and spoke blandly, "Sis, do you know who ran over your leg?"

Maggie abruptly looked up at Tami who gave a sweet smile. That was her wonted disguise.

"Me, heh heh..." She giggled, "You must want to know why I tried to run over Kevin, right?"

"Fool, certainly I didn't mean to run over him. I know how much you love him and would definitely go to his rescue."

Now Maggie looked at Tami as if seeing a demon, "Do you hate me that much?"

"Yes, I do. I should be the first miss of the Johnson family. Dad and my mom were in love for many years, but your mother stole him away and became his legal wife. My mother could only become his concubine, and I was reduced to an illegitimate daughter." Tami gnashed her teeth.

While explaining, she became angrier, "Maggie, what you have is originally mine. The villa is mine. The company is mine. Kevin is also mine. Now I just take them back."

"Originally yours? What belongs to you? The villa is owned by my mother, and the company belongs to my grandfather. Before my mother married dad, he had nothing. You are not a rich lady since the very beginning." Maggie's voice was cold, and she looked indifferent.

"And it was dad who courted my mother. She didn't even know he had a girlfriend."

"Shut up." Tami covered Maggie's mouth like a crazy person.

Maggie already came to this but still looked so aloof and arrogant. She hated her for that. Maggie looked as if she didn't care. The things Tami fought for so hard seemed worthless in her eyes.

Maggie stopped talking, and Tami giggled in a coquettish voice as if she suddenly remembered something, "Oh, right, Maggie, you know, after the car accident, your leg could be healed. It was my mom who signed the paper to have the amputation. And after the surgery, my mom has been adding some ingredients in your food, which undermines your health. Don't you feel increasingly weaker? Ha-ha..."

Following her words, she laughed frantically.

Maggie finally showed expression and trembled, "Your mother and you are shameless, but I tell you what, don't even think about getting my mother's legacy."

"Maggie, you'd better be smart enough to hand over your mother's ring, and I will consider letting you live." Said Tami condescendingly.

The corner of Maggie's lips curved up, and she spoke, stressing each syllable, "Never."

No sooner had her voice died away, she exerted strength, and the wheelchair plunged off the balcony.

During her fall, she saw Tami's pale face.

From her pocket, she took out that ruby ring, stuffed it into her mouth, and swallowed it.

Tami, Kevin, you would never know the ring was in my belly. You would never get it.

It was all dark, and her body felt so painful as if she was run over by a car.

Her eyelashes trembling slightly, Maggie opened her eyes.

The first thing that came into view was a beautiful chandelier, and the light dazzled her eyes.

She looked around and found the room strange yet familiar. Here was... the Royal Garden Hotel where she lost her chastity.

Since then, she had never been to this place again. Why was she here?

Petrified, Maggie sat on the bed and recalled what happened.

She jumped off the building...

She didn't die? But the building was so tall, and she lost a leg. How was it possible that she survived it?

She exerted strength to prop herself up.

Different from her impression, it didn't take her much effort.

Stunned, Maggie involuntarily reached out for her right leg.

Her leg... her leg was there again.

She abruptly lifted the quilt, saw her intact leg, and almost cried excitedly. However, she was all naked.

She wrapped the sheet around her body, got off the bed, and jumped about on the floor. She didn't feel any discomfort. That was her leg and not a prosthetic one.

She rushed to the mirror and looked at herself. Her face was childish, and her big eyes clear and bright. As far as she could remember, she had never smiled again after losing her leg. She seldom went out and didn't dare to look others in the eye.

She reached out to touch her face. It was tender and delicate.

Involuntarily she turned on her cell phone to check the calendar. It was five years ago. She traveled to the past.

Heaven pitied her and enabled her to be reborn. In the past, she only read about such a thing in melodramatic novels and had never expected that it should happen to her.

In this life, she was determined to live well, love herself well, and protect her mother's legacy well.

Most importantly, she would make sure the unfaithful man and the sluttish woman get their retribution.

Didn't Heaven grant her Nirvana so that she could get back her things?

But why wasn't she reborn a little earlier? Even by one day, she wouldn't run into this.

Now, the mirror showed not only a young face but also a mark of shame.

She escaped the man arranged by Tami and broke into a stranger's room. Still, she lost her chastity. Till her death, she didn't know who the man was.

She was drugged, and her consciousness was eroded. By the time when she woke up, the man was no longer in the room.

Creak.

The sliding door of the bathroom was suddenly pulled open. Startled by the sound, Maggie looked over.

A vague figure was standing in the steamy bathroom. Stepping on the water was a pair of robust legs. Step by step, he walked out.

With a towel, he was wiping his still-wet hair. A white bath towel was wrapped around his waist to cover his sensitive spot. His figure was tall and as perfect as sculpted. He looked beautiful but disturbing.

With indifferent and scrutinizing eyes, he glanced at Maggie with a hint of nonchalance, "Awake?"

Probably because he just came out of the bathroom, his voice sounded a little hoarse. It was not unpleasant to the ear and even a little sexy.

Without a word, Maggie pursed her lips and gazed at him cautiously.

Why was he here? When she woke up in her previous life, the room was empty.