The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ever since the day Jocelyn found out that she was pregnant, she had begun to inquire about Mrs. Turner’s current address.
Luke and his wife, Catherine, didn’t live under the same roof. They had been separated for many years.
After a few unlucky tries, Jocelyn was finally able to get the address from Luke’s secretary.
On D-Day, she carefully applied some makeup and dressed up. She wore the most expensive cloth and jewelry that Luke had
bought for her. She then stood in front of the mirror and stared at her reflection for a long time. ‘Wow! I look like a queen. It’s time
to begin the quest to take my rightful place. Catherine is an old hag. She will feel inferior when she sees me. In fact, I believe that
she wouldn’t dare to stand up to me!’
With this thought in mind, Jocelyn became extremely excited. She took the pregnancy test result and walked out of the house
with her head held high.
Catherine lived in a luxurious house located on the hillside of the sea. The beautiful scenery was so unreal that it could be
likened to a painting.
It always took people’s breaths away. And Jocelyn was no different. She was in awe for a while. Like the contemptuous woman
that she was, she continued to concoct more plans. ‘Jeez! This is the dream house I have always longed for! But that old hag is
currently living in it. I must coerce Luke to drive her away once we get married. This house is only befitting for a queen like me!’
Still holding her head up high, Jocelyn majestically walked into the house. The first person she saw inside was a middle-aged
charming woman who was dressed in expensive clothes. She was arranging flowers into a vase.
The woman’s eyebrows were slightly lowered and her nose and bright eyes looked like Charis’.
‘This must be Catherine.’ Jocelyn sized up the woman carefully. She could tell that Catherine used to be a beautiful woman
during her youthful days, but she lost her beauty as she got older.
In her pair of high heels, Jocelyn walked over majestically and threw the pregnancy test result on the table. She put one hand on
her flat belly and said, “I’m pregnant with Luke’s child. He dotes on me very much. You both have been estranged from each
other for years. How about you divorce him now? I don’t want my child to be born out of wedlock. Give Luke a divorce, so I can
take my rightful place as the new Mrs. Turner.”
Catherine glanced at her without uttering a word. She just cut the last tulip and put it into the vase.

Despite the small wrinkles on her face, she still looked peaceful and comfortable. She had an aura of calmness that she had
cultivated for many years. It was as if the news didn’t get to her at all.
Catherine leaned back on the chair and turned to the servant. She then asked calmly, “Why did you let a stranger in?”
Jocelyn was surprised by the way Catherine remained unnerved. She thought the middle-aged woman would be mad at her. At
this moment, Catherine had a mocking smile on her face as if she was staring at a joke.
Tha woman’s ayabrows wara slightly lowarad and har nosa and bright ayas lookad lika Charis’.
‘This must ba Catharina.’ Jocalyn sizad up tha woman carafully. Sha could tall that Catharina usad to ba a baautiful woman
during har youthful days, but sha lost har baauty as sha got oldar.
In har pair of high haals, Jocalyn walkad ovar majastically and thraw tha pragnancy tast rasult on tha tabla. Sha put ona hand on
har flat bally and said, “I’m pragnant with Luka’s child. Ha dotas on ma vary much. You both hava baan astrangad from aach
othar for yaars. How about you divorca him now? I don’t want my child to ba born out of wadlock. Giva Luka a divorca, so I can
taka my rightful placa as tha naw Mrs. Turnar.”
Catharina glancad at har without uttaring a word. Sha just cut tha last tulip and put it into tha vasa.
Daspita tha small wrinklas on har faca, sha still lookad paacaful and comfortabla. Sha had an aura of calmnass that sha had
cultivatad for many yaars. It was as if tha naws didn’t gat to har at all.
Catharina laanad back on tha chair and turnad to tha sarvant. Sha than askad calmly, “Why did you lat a strangar in?”
Jocalyn was surprisad by tha way Catharina ramainad unnarvad. Sha thought tha middla-agad woman would ba mad at har. At
this momant, Catharina had a mocking smila on har faca as if sha was staring at a joka.
Afterward, she put the vase on the tea table. The exquisite design of the tea table was complemented by the fragrant tulips.
Nodding her head in satisfaction, Catherine said to the maid next to her leisurely, “Go and call Luke now. The three of us have to
talk face to face.”
This statement took Jocelyn off guard.
‘She wants to call Luke here? Why is she so confident that he will come? I thought they had separated for years. Is this woman
just fibbing?’ Several confusing thoughts filled Jocelyn’s head. She felt that her plan was falling through at the very beginning.

She hadn’t told Luke about the pregnancy because she had wanted it to be a surprise. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead
as she stared at the indifferent elderly woman in a daze.
“And you, bring a chair for this young lady. She’s pregnant, so she shouldn’t be standing for too long.” Catherine had just picked
up the teacup and taken a few sips of the tea when she asked another member of staff to bring a chair with soft cushion.
When the chair came, Jocelyn sat down while trembling in fear. Her heart thumped against her chest while waiting for Luke’s
arrival.
“Bloody hell!” A voice boomed from outside about thirty minutes later. Luke had arrived.
His face and eyes were red with fury. As he walked into the house, his big belly trembled. He was behaving as if he was going to
war.
“Jocelyn! Didn’t I tell you to take contraceptives?” he bellowed.