Mysterious Husband Is a Billionaire

"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone.

My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance.

And I had no right to refuse her.

Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me.

On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall.

"Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression.

I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood.

Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome!

I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel.

After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed.

"Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?"

"I do."

"Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!"

Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"