My Billionaire Husband and the Twin College Girls

My billionaire husband was the richest man among the Capitol's Elite Circle. One day he was drugged and ended up in bed with a college girl.

When he came to, the first person he called was me. His voice was hoarse, shaky and filled with panic.

“Ally, I was drugged! I messed up! B-but I gave her money! She won’t make a scene!”

Eight years of what I thought was true love and I convinced myself it was just a one-time mistake.

Six months later, Samuel was away on a business trip when the earthquake hit. News flooded every channel. I rushed to the hospital, only to find him standing outside a hospital room, his face pale and conflicted.

The doctor told me Nell Barnes—that same college girl—was three months pregnant. She’d dug through rubble with her bare hands to save Samuel, her fingers torn and bleeding.

Samuel grabbed my hand and whispered, “Three months ago, her family passed away. She came to me for help. I’d had too much to drink. I didn’t mean for this to happen…” He paused, eyes begging, “Don’t worry. She’ll never set foot in our home. She won’t threaten your place in our family.”

Suddenly, Nell burst out of the room and collapsed at my feet, tears streaming down her face. “Please, ma’am! I’m begging you! Let my baby live!”

Samuel looked at me, desperation in his voice. “Ally… you’ve always been the reasonable one. The baby is innocent…”

I stared at him. Then I laughed. “Samuel, either we get divorced, or she gets out of our lives.”

“I won’t divorce you!” he choked, eyes red. “But I have to take responsibility for her…”

Months later, Nell gave birth to twins. The entire Stone Family celebrated like royalty.

I took off my wedding ring and dialed a number I hadn’t called in years.

“I’m in,” I said.

The voice on the other end chuckled softly. “Mrs. Stone, it’ll be a pleasure doing business with you.”

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Standing outside the hospital room, my fingers clenched involuntarily. Through the half-open door, I saw Samuel’s parents, Ben and Miriam, each cradling a baby, their faces lit with joy.

Even the 'calm and composed' Samuel was now smiling tenderly, playing with one of the infants like he was the perfect father.

The irony was cruel. They looked like the real family.

Samuel looked up and froze when he saw me. “Ally… you came back…”

I said nothing.

Miriam shot me a sharp glance, her voice cold as ice. “Back, are you? Half a year hiding in the mountains, was it peaceful enough for you?”

Ben tried to smooth things over, though his eyes never left the baby in his arms. “It’s good you’re back. Just in time for the babies’ one-month celebration. As the lady of the house, you should do your part.”

Miriam’s tone softened a bit. “The baby still doesn’t have proper names. You and Samuel should decide soon. Don’t worry, as long as you play your role, your place as the Young Lady of the Stones is secure.”

I looked at them, numb and gave a small nod. “Alright.”

Once Samuel’s parents left, his phone rang. He glanced at me, then stepped outside to take the call.

That left me alone in the room—with Nell.

She looked radiant, her skin glowing, her hair shining like it had been professionally pampered every day. Clearly, the Stones hadn’t held back when it came to spoiling her these past months.

“Miss…” she said softly, timidly. “If I’ve done anything wrong, you can hit me or yell at me. Just please, don’t fight with Mr. Stone. You know his heart belongs to you. Even while you were gone, he made sure your room was cleaned every single day.”

“Nell,” I said, my voice cold as steel. “Drop the act. That money Samuel gave you back then? It could’ve set you up for life. You could’ve disappeared. But instead, you came crawling back to him with some sob story—and now you’ve got his kids.”

“Don’t pretend you don’t know exactly what you’re doing.”

Nell's face flushed and paled in waves as my words hit their mark.

Then suddenly, she grabbed one of the babies and shoved it into my arms.

The warmth of the baby in my arms, that faint milky scent... it made my whole body tense.

In the very next second, the baby slipped from my grasp and hit the floor with a sickening thud, wailing with a piercing, heart-wrenching cry.

In the chaos of that scream, Samuel burst into the room and shoved me aside.

I stumbled backward, stunned, as he rushed to scoop the baby up with shaking hands, his face twisted with worry. Then he looked at me, his eyes were dark, conflicted, but he didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to. That look said it all.

Nell stood nearby, crying. “Mr. Stone, I just wanted her to hold the baby… I didn’t know she—”

Samuel cut in coldly. “Ally, Nell’s being discharged tomorrow. If you can’t accept the children, maybe it’s best you move to the West Hill villa for now.”

I bit down so hard on my lip that I tasted blood.

I hadn’t brought much back from my retreat, just a suitcase’s worth. Now, it was even easier to pack up again.

That night, I sat alone in the empty villa, staring at nothing as darkness gave way to morning.

Maybe it was better this way. At least I didn’t have to watch them play happy family anymore.

The memories came flooding back like a storm.

Samuel and I had known each other since childhood. We’d been married for eight years—everyone called us the perfect couple.

Then came that night. He’d been drugged by a business rival. Woke up next to a college girl. The moment he came to, he called me—his voice shaking, almost incoherent.

“Ally, I was drugged! I messed up! B-but I gave her money! She won’t make a scene!”

I believed him then.

But not long after, this Nell Barnes woman came back. She said her parents had died in a car crash. She went to see Samuel, who was drunk after a business dinner.

It happened again.

The first time was a mistake. What was the second?

Then came the earthquake. Samuel was on a trip down south when the hotel collapsed. It was Nell—pregnant Nell—who clawed through the rubble with her bare hands to save him.

After that, with her carrying his children and saving his life… he couldn’t shake her.

I still remembered how he knelt in front of me, sobbing uncontrollably. I gave him two choices.

“Samuel. Either we divorce, or she leaves for good.”

“I won’t divorce you!” he cried, eyes red, clutching at me. “But I have to take responsibility…”

He wouldn’t divorce me and he wouldn’t let Nell go either.

So I left.

I went to the Mountains to retreat in solitude. I stayed away until Nell gave birth. Only then did Ben and Miriam demanded I return.

That night, I sat alone in the dark. I pulled out my phone and finally sent the message I should’ve sent long ago.

“Let’s get a divorce.”

Not ten minutes later, the front door flew open with a loud clatter.

Samuel rushed in, sweat still glistening on his forehead. “Ally! No! I won’t agree to a divorce!”

I sat quietly on the couch, exhaling a long, tired breath. “Let it go, Samuel. I’m done.”

“I told you—she’d never come between us!” he stammered, his voice trembling.

Just then, his phone rang.

Through the speaker, Nell’s voice came sobbing. “Mr. Stone! The baby’s burning up with fever after the fall… The doctor says he might need the ICU!”

Samuel’s expression changed in an instant.

He looked at me… then at the phone. Then, with obvious struggle, he finally said, “Ally, I… I have to go check on the baby.”

I watched Samuel eager to leave. Suddenly, I laughed.

This was my marriage. Even divorce had to wait—because someone else’s child came first.

I curved my lips into a bitter smile. “Go. The baby needs you.”

The breeze from the door as he left brushed across my cheek, as if he’d never even been there.

I sat alone in the silence, tears sliding down my face with no sound at all.

I knew deep down, he might never marry Nell. But he’d always go back to her. This time wasn't going to be the last for that.

So, if I didn’t end this now… How long could I keep living like this?

A year? A lifetime?

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