[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-useless-mute-beta-wife-is-a-big-shot":3,"chapter-my-useless-mute-beta-wife-is-a-big-shot-my-useless-mute-beta-wife-is-a-big-shot-chapter-1":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","My Useless Mute Beta Wife Is A Big Shot!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":18,"prevChapterSlug":19,"totalChapters":20,"novelImage":21},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":12,"translator":16,"content_hash":17},1854363,2460,"Chapter 1: How Is This Even Possible?","my-useless-mute-beta-wife-is-a-big-shot-chapter-1",1,"\u003Cp>Ellis Roselle — POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How is this even possible?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question repeats with every step I take, echoing through my skull louder than my hurried footsteps. My shoes strike the polished marble floor too hard, too fast, the sharp sound cutting through the Roselle mansion like a warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Portraits of my ancestors line the hallway—proudAlphas, sharp eyes, arrogant smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Men who ruled. Men who were never controlled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hands curl into fists at my sides. Heat crawls beneath my skin, climbing my spine, settling heavy behind my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This doesn’t happen to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It can’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to Ellis Roselle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The living room door is in front of me before I realize it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shove the door open with enough force that the sound cracks through the mansion’s peaceful silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Violent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a split second, something reacts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mother flinches—barely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cat flinches violently, claws digging into her sleeve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I step inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air feels thicker here. Heavier. Like it knows what’s coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My gaze snaps to them, anger burning so hot it sharpens everything around me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Father—Elias Roselle—sits composed, one leg crossed over the other, swirling deep red wine in a crystal glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calm. Untouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if my world isn’t cracking open right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, my mother, Levinia Roselle, strokes her Persian cat with slow, measured movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shh, Neno, baby,\" she murmurs, pressing a kiss to its head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everything is fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She finally looks at me, the tilt of her head betraying her focus for a fleeting moment before drifting back to the cat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ellis... you scared Neno.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a short, humorless breath and drop onto the couch opposite them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cat matters more than her son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I study them more carefully now—and then I see it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black. Expensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunglasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’re avoiding eye contact. Blocking me out on purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My ability hums under my skin, restless, annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reading minds has always been as natural to me as breathing—but only if they let me look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mother tilts her head slightly, her voice soft and falsely concerned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why does your anger burn so brightly, son?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word irritates me more than it should.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You arranged my marriage,\" I say flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With aBeta. Without telling me. And you still expect me to sit here calmly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room goes quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchange a glance—quick, silent, practiced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mother turns back to me, confusion carefully painted onto her features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who told you that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lean back, spreading my arms across the couch, forcing myself to appear relaxed when my chest feels tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Big brother. He told me everything you’ve been planning in secret.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Father sets his wine glass on the table with deliberate care. The faint clink echoes too loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everic really can’t keep his mouth shut,\" he mutters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something sharp snaps inside me. \"How could you do this to me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are your parents,\" Father replies calmly. \"We have the right to make decisions for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words ignite my anger completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have no right to choose my life partner,\" I snap. \"Especially not aBeta.\" I turn my face away, jaw clenched. \"I hateBetas.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I always have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No scent. No presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No pheromones to respond to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mother exhales softly. \"Son, we’re doing this for your own good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turn back to her slowly, a cold smile pulling at my lips. \"If it’s really for my good... then take off your sunglasses.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence crashes down between us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither of them moves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My smile sharpens. \"You can’t, can you? Because if you do, I’ll see the truth behind this sudden marriage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Father sighs, irritation slipping through his calm. \"Ellis, you’re being disrespectful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Disrespectful?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lean forward, voice rising. \"You’re ruining my life! And I can’t even be disrespectful!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m Ellis Roselle—anSS-class Alpha. You’re destroying my image by forcing me to marry aBeta!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pause, letting the words sink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will not... agree.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve already given my promise,\" Father says firmly. \"You have no choice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" I snap. \"No means no.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t be stubborn,\" Mother says, her voice pleading now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be good to us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hands clench tighter. \"You force me into a marriage I don’t want, and then tell me to be good?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hesitates, then tries again, desperation creeping in. \"Even if he’s aBeta, he’s perfect for you. He’s the second heir of the Stoneheart family. Smart. Intelligent. Good-looking—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she can finish, Father slides a file across the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stops directly in front of me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick. Heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a sentence being passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In there is everything about him,\" Father says.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See for yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stare at the file but don’t touch it. My chest feels more tight, my breath shallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why can’t you understand one simple thing?\" My voice drops, exhaustion seeping in beneath the anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t want to marry aBeta. I hate them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I rub my temple slowly, forcing my breathing to steady. \"Find me a rareOmega,\" I say quietly. \"With the sweetest pheromones. I’ll marry without complaint. But this—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gesture at the file. \"This is my final decision.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Father’s voice hardens. \"We are not asking. We are telling.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My stomach sinks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The date is set. Next week. Your bride will arrive in Crystal Country.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause. \"I expect you to treat him well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word feels wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stare at them, something inside me cracking, a question rising unbidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Am I really their son?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or just an asset?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stand abruptly, my patience snapping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No MEANS NO!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shout. \"I will not do this marriage—no matter what happens!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turn toward the door, my vision burning, pride the only thing keeping my spine straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WHAT IF I DISOWN YOU?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be continued....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Welcome to my new world! A stubborn SS-class Alpha and a mysterious mute Beta await—hope you enjoy, and please support me with your love!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meowly 🐾\u003C\u002Fp>",981,"2026-06-09T07:26:01.012Z","novelbin.me","fd3ac5e712dcccadf191cb5d446b4742f84822d7c1c4a464884952f38c7ccc94","my-useless-mute-beta-wife-is-a-big-shot-chapter-2","my-useless-mute-beta-wife-is-a-big-shot-chapter-74",74,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-useless-mute-beta-wife-is-a-big-shot-cover.jpg"]