A Billionaire's Wife: Buy One, Get One Free

Lu Chenzhou handed her a marriage contract. “Two million in bride price. In exchange, you’ll be my wife, and you’ll get a child as part of the deal.” To save my critically ill daughter, I signed my name. On the night I moved into his mansion, he tossed me a childcare schedule. “Rule number one: the child must not call me Dad.” I gritted my teeth and accepted every condition, until one day my daughter wouldn’t stop vomiting during chemotherapy. He kicked open the attending physician’s office door. “Use the best medicine. Charge it to my personal account!” Later, the media caught him lining up late at night to buy candied chestnuts, their shells piling up in the hospital room’s trash bin. My daughter secretly asked me, “Mom, did Dad forget our three rules?” His ears turned red as he picked her up. “Call me Dad, and I’ll get you all the chestnuts you want.”