Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor)

Chapter 8 To Get the Dowry

Chapter 8 To Get the Dowry

The smile on Stella's lips suddenly froze, and a faint sorrow swept through her heart.

Mia was right. Marriage is a lifelong matter. She had married the man so cluelessly, without even

having dated him. She was indeed putting her lifetime happiness on the line.

But...

Stella pursed her lips and laughed lightly into the phone. "Come on, it's not that bad. In fact, I have to

thank Liam. If he hadn't married me, I wouldn't have gotten the $50,000 dowry!"

As long as her mother got better and her siblings could go on with their studies, she would feel happy.

"Well, I have to go," Stella said anxiously. "I'll get the money. Wait for my good news."

Stella carefully put the phone back into her backpack and walked for a while before arriving at one of

the busiest commercial streets in Eldoria. She stood on the side of the street, looking at the hustle and

bustle, feeling like she was in a different world.

...

"Stella, you're back!" Amelia's shrill voice dripped with mockery as she came down the stairs, sizing

Stella up.

She wondered how Stella had been doing in the past few days.

She rejoiced at the thought of Stella marrying a poor punk notorious around the area.

Since childhood, it had seemed like she had nothing to compare with Stella.

Even if Stella was wearing old clothes from a few years ago, some people still complimented her on her

beauty.

Stella had a gentle personality, and people liked to be close to her.

Even when it came to school performance, Stella was far ahead.

Amelia had always seen Stella as a thorn in her side. Even though Stella never intended to harm her,

Amelia seized every opportunity to embarrass her by any means necessary.

Sending Stella away by marriage was like a burden relieved for her, but she was not satisfied. She

wanted to see Stella even more wretched.

"Does it feel good to be married?" Amelia pretended to be enthusiastic as she took Stella's hand, but

malice was hiding in her smile. "I heard that marriages in the older generation were arranged by their

parents. The couple wouldn't even see each other until they entered the bridal chamber... Heh heh,

your marriage is quite retro!"

Stella laughed dryly and gently pulled her hand away.

She had no good feelings toward this family. She just wanted to take the money and leave. Then she

would have nothing more to do with them.

"It's said that your husband has been in jail several times before for fighting," Amelia said with

contempt in her gaze and a hidden smile on her lips. "What does he do for a living? Does he have a

decent job? If not, how can he support you?"

"If he really can't find a job, I can help him! I'll introduce him to some nice jobs, like moving bricks on a

construction site or carrying cargo on the dock. They're very suitable for him, right? Or let him come

work at our company. One of our security guards needs a dog, and he can fill in that post."

Stella jerked her eyes up to look at her.

Amelia's heart tightened. In her impression, Stella was always submissive and unwilling to fight back.

But today, there seemed to be something different in her eyes.

Stella took a deep breath, stared closely at Amelia, and enunciated, "Although my husband has some

shortcomings, it doesn't affect his ability to earn money and support our family. Not to mention that he

has no problem providing for us, even if he really wanted to find a job, he would not come and ask for

your help. You can keep a decent job for your future husband."

"You..."

Amelia's face changed. "Stella, you'd better watch your tone!"

"What's the matter?" Stella said indifferently. "Working at construction sites, carrying heavy loads at the

docks, even being a security dog... Aren't these the jobs that you think highly of? If you ask my

husband to do these jobs, it's considered helping us. If I ask you to leave them for my future brother-in-

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Amelia was pissed off. She had never heard such mean words from Stella before.

"Humph! Only you would treasure and protect that kind of man!" Amelia scoffed, rolling her eyes.

As she swaggered upstairs, she snorted, "Do you think I don't know what you came for today?

Unfortunately, Dad is not home, and your trip is for nothing."

"What were you saying?"

Stella's heart sank as a bad feeling rose in her.