The Billionaire's Barren Bride My Revenge Is Worth Billions

I was the scholarship student sponsored by the Sanchez family.

Yet I climbed into the young master's bed and became Mrs. Sanchez.

Everyone said I was shameless and greedy—that I wouldn't last five years as Mrs. Sanchez.

They even set up betting pools, wagering on when I'd be thrown out.

But Sid Sanchez entered the bet himself, staking billions, and told everyone:

"I'll take that bet."

"I'm betting that Kate Kaufman and I will grow old together."

I stared at the five-year-old news clip while the woman across from me spoke.

"Sid got tired of you a long time ago."

"Five years—even a toy has an expiration date."

"Besides—" The woman stroked her slightly rounded belly. "I can give him children. Can you?"

"Me?" I looked at her younger face and suddenly laughed. "Of course I'll step aside gracefully."

...

The air went still.

I watched her smug expression freeze in disbelief.

"You're actually agreeing?"

She rose from the sofa.

"What game are you playing?" She studied me as if trying to see through me. "Are you trying to set me up?"

"Or—" She grabbed the teacup from the table and hurled it at my feet. "Did you poison this?"

I watched her bristle like a startled hen and found it almost funny. Before I could respond, the butler's voice rang out.

"Sir."

The door swung open.

Sid, whom I hadn't seen in two months, strode straight to the woman.

"Didn't I tell you to let me handle things? That you shouldn't come here?" His voice was gentle, coaxing. "If anything happened to you, what would I do?"

Just hearing his tone sent me drifting back five years—to when our one-night stand was exposed and the Sanchez family dragged me to the old estate. I knelt in the main hall while his mother, Abigail Sanchez, raised a whip to strike me.

Sid had rushed back then too.

Just as windswept, just as breathless, he'd pulled me into his arms and taken that lash for me, his eyes soft.

"Didn't I tell you to let me handle things?"

"Kate!"

"Who said you could come back here with them?"

He'd held me tight and faced down his entire family.

"I, Sid Sanchez, will only ever want Kate. I don't care if she's poor. I don't care if her father's a shameless gambler or her mother survives on medication. I want Kate, and that's final!"

He took thirty lashes for me. His back was torn to shreds, flesh and blood mingling, yet he clenched his jaw and swore we'd be together for life.

Until his family finally relented.

Just before he collapsed, he managed a pained smile.

"Katie."

"I told you—trust me."

After that, I became Mrs. Sanchez.

With Sid, I escaped the mountains. I personally sent my father to prison and gave my mother access to the best medical care and the best life possible.

Everyone said I'd transformed from a country sparrow into a phoenix.

But I understood—nothing tests sincerity like time.

Now—

"Kate."

"What happened today—you were in the wrong." Sid's gaze settled on me. "No matter how you look at it, Wallis is carrying my child. Even if you're upset, you shouldn't take it out on her."

He glanced at the shattered porcelain by my feet but didn't notice the blood seeping from the cut on my ankle.

"If you're unhappy about something—"

"Take it out on me."

He didn't ask for my side. He'd already passed judgment.

"Don't forget."

"How you got that Mrs. Sanchez title in the first place."

I looked at this man who'd shared my bed for five years and still felt like I was seeing a stranger. Beside him, Wallis Fox clung to his arm, sobbing, demanding he take a stand.