My Belittled Husband Is A Billionaire

Winter’s POV

“Oh, look who’s here. Winter and her poor husband.”

I rolled my eyes as soon as I saw mom and dad. Mom eyed Matthew from head to toe before speaking again. “Aren’t you going to greet me or at least show some respect to me?”

“Good evening, Mrs. Wesley.” Matthew was about to kiss her on the cheek, but mom looked away.

“Make sure to behave well here. Beggars like you shouldn’t show your real character here if you don’t want Daddy’s birthday to be ruined.”

Matthew nodded. “I understand, Mrs. Wesley.”

“Now, get me some wine.”

“Yes.” Matthew was about to go and follow what mom asked him to do, but I stood up and stopped him.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“There are servers all over the venue. Why don’t you ask them? Or maybe why don’t you go there and get yourself some wine? My husband isn’t your servant. You can’t just boss him around, as he owes you something.”

Mom and Dad’s eyes widened in surprise. “W-What did you just say?”

“Matthew is my husband, not your servant.”

Mom laughed sarcastically. “Oh, so you changed your attitude towards him now? Last time I checked, you don’t even consider him your husband. Did he do something to you? Or maybe he threatened you?”

“You don’t know him, mommy. If there’s someone who knows him well, that’s me. So starting from now on, Matthew is a part of our family. You can’t boss him around and ask him to carry your groceries. He’s also the president of our company now. So if I were you, I would give some respect to him.”

“Fine, if that’s what you want. But I will never respect a poor man like him who obviously just got into our family because Daddy pitied him.”

Matthew beckoned me to stop arguing with them already, but I ignored him. Especially when mom saw Elisse.

“And who is this little girl here? Don’t tell me that man brought in another burden to your house?”

“She is not a burden, and I was the one who decided to take her in. Mom, can’t you just go and do your matters? Stop ruining our night already.”

“Winter..” Matthew kept on calling me.

Mom obviously got surprised by how I acted, but then she just rolled her eyes before asking Dad to leave with her.

I heaved a sigh of relief as I look at Elisse, who seem to be surprised about what just happened, too.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes, Miss Winter,” she said with a smile on her face.

“You shouldn’t have talked to them like that, Winter. They are still your parents.” Matthew suddenly whispered to me.

I looked at him. “They were insulting you, Matthew. Why wouldn’t I talk to them like that?”

“But-

“Can we not talk about them already? I don’t want another lecturing.”

He just heaved a sigh and took a sip of his wine.

Why does he keep on defending them when all they do is insult him? Mom probably isn’t aware that I know what he’s asking Matthew to do whenever she goes to our house. She bosses him around like a servant and asks him to do the things that only maids ought to do.

Later on, everyone started dancing. Someone asked me to dance and since I want Matthew to get jealous, I immediately agreed and we went in the middle of the people dancing, too. I kept on glancing at Matthew while I was dancing with another man, but all he did was talk to Elisse or stare at his phone.

Then, all of a sudden, I saw Summer walking towards him. She whispered something to Matthew and he stood up.

Wait, are they going to dance?

No way!

Before they could even go to the dance floor, I rushed toward them and held Matthew’s hand.

“Winter.”

“Where are you going to take my husband?”

“Well, we’re just going to dance like everybody else.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Go ahead and look for a single man to dance with you.”

“What-

“I’m going to dance with my husband.”

Summer looked so surprised, but I just smiled at her as I dragged Mathew to the dance floor.

“Winter, why did you do that to her?”

“Why? What did I do? Is it wrong for me to ask my husband to dance?” I asked innocently.

Matthew almost frowned. He had no choice but to dance with me while everyone around us kept on staring at us as if envious of how handsome Matthew was.

“Matthew,” I called him while we were dancing.

He looked straight into my eyes. “Huh?”

“Why did you agree to marry me? Is it really because of my family’s wealth?”

He didn’t respond immediately. He thought for a while before speaking to me again. “I married you because I didn’t want to ignore your grandfather’s request. I didn’t have any place to go to anymore.”

“So, you married me because you needed to.”

“You married me because of your grandfather too, right?”

I nodded my head. “That’s right. But that’s in the past. Things change over time, you know.”

“What?”

“What if one day, I just tell you that I’m beginning to like you? What would you do?”

That question of mine only caused Matthew to be silent for a while. He heaved a deep sigh, then he looked straight into my eyes. “You said that’s never going to happen. So, I won’t be worried. A woman like you doesn’t suit someone like me, anyway.”

“I like you. Are you going to be mad at me?”

His eyes widened. “Winter…”

I could feel the tears filling my eyes as I was staring back at him.

“Don’t you have an interest in me? Do you love somebody else? Or do you like me too?”

“Win–

“No, don’t answer me. I don’t want to hear anything from you. Matthew, I will make you fall in love with me. Then I’ll ask you again one day.”