My Rival Claimed My Billionaire Husband, My Dog, and My Marriage? Oops, She Got All Three Wrong Chapter 08

My Rival Claimed My Billionaire Husband, My Dog, and My Marriage? Oops, She Got All Three Wrong Chapter 08

The host rushed after him, grabbing his arm with a nervous laugh.

“Look at him. He’s so excited he’s going the wrong way!”

She gestured toward Chloe, who was still flushed and beaming.

“Your wife is over here.”

“Imaooo so even billionaires get nervous during proposals. This is adorable.”

“Same thing happened to me, honestly. I was so nervous I proposed to my wife’s best friend by accident. Didn’t realize until I grabbed her hand and she stared at me like I was insane.”

“lol apparently you and Alexander are the same person.”

“Wait, shouldn’t he be looking at Chloe when he proposes?? Why does it feel like he’s looking somewhere

else?”

That comment got buried almost instantly.

Chloe smiled, her voice honeyed.

“Alexander, I’m right here! Come on, put the ring on!”

Alexander turned to face her. Slowly. And when he spoke, his voice carried across the entire set.

“Who are you?”

Dead silence.

The host scrambled forward.

“Alexander, what are you doing? Your wife is right here.”

“Not even close. She’s not my wife. She’s not anything to me. You marry her if you want.”

Alexander shot the host a glare that could cut glass, then turned and walked straight to me.

He was grinning like an idiot. Before I could say a word, he grabbed my hand and slid the ring on. Then he

lifted my hand to his lips and kissed it.

“Stella, you’re wearing my ring now. You don’t get to pretend I don’t exist anymore.”

Then he turned to face the room.

This is my wife, Stella I’m her husband, Alexander. And yeah, we look damn good together, don’t we?”

He lifted his chin daring anyone in the room to challenge him.

He didn’t care that every jaw in the building was on the floor. And he sure as hell didn’t care about Chloe.

Chloe’s face went white. She forced a smile that looked more like a wince.

“Alexander, what’s going on? That’s Stella. Are you lost right now?”

That was the wrong thing to say.

Alexander kicked a chair out of his way, teeth clenched.

“Who do you think you are? Nobody asked you to get between me and my wife.”

“Is playing homewrecker your new hobby?”

“You should be ashamed of yourself, trying to break up a marriage. What kind of person does that?”