Married To The Farmer
Haelyn Eastwood has always lived a life of luxury—until one scandal sends her away from the city and into a marriage she never wanted.
Dean McDermott is everything she hates: a quiet farmer with no interest in her money, fame, or spoiled attitude. But what begins as a forced marriage soon turns into a love neither of them can escape.
Just when Haelyn finally feels at home, a chilling warning arrives:
Leave the town, or die.
Then she discovers the truth—she was adopted, and her biological father wants her dead for the fortune she unknowingly inherited.
But Haelyn isn't the only one hiding secrets.
Her supposedly ordinary husband, Dean, is actually a feared criminal who faked his death years ago.
Now, with enemies closing in and her past threatening to destroy their future, Haelyn must uncover the truth before the man she loves is forced to become a killer again.
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Chapter: Chapter FifteenHaelyn woke up before the sun fully rose.For a few seconds she just lay there staring at the ceiling, hoping it was still Saturday. It wasn’t. The light coming through the curtains was different.Sunday.She sat up slowly. The dress was still hanging on the wardrobe door where she’d left it. Haelyn dragged herself out of bed and walked to the bathroom. She washed her face with cold water, brushing her teeth longer than necessary just to waste time. When she looked in the mirror, her eyes looked a little tired. She hadn’t slept well.Back in the room, she took the dress off the hanger and laid it on the bed. She stood there staring at it for a long moment before finally pulling off her shirt and stepping into it. The fabric was soft against her skin. She reached behind her and struggled with the zipper for a few seconds before managing to pull it up.It fit the same way it had the first time.She tied the ribbon at the waist slowly, fingers slightly unsteady. When she was done, she s
Last Updated: 2026-10-12
Chapter: Chapter Fourteensorry it's short.Haelyn’s hands were still twisted in Dean’s shirt when the panic hit her.The second the heat of the kiss started to fade, everything else rushed in — the fact that she’d just cried in front of him, the fact that her parents still hadn’t called, the fact that she’d walked downstairs and kissed him like she needed it. Her stomach dropped.She let go of his shirt and stepped back so fast she almost stumbled.Dean’s hands fell away from her waist. He didn’t try to pull her back. He just looked at her, breathing a little harder than usual, waiting.Haelyn wiped her mouth with the back of her hand like she could erase what just happened. Her face felt hot. Her eyes were still puffy from crying.“That didn’t mean anything,” she said quickly.Dean’s expression didn’t change much, but something in his eyes cooled a little. “Okay.”“I mean it.” Her voice came out sharper than she intended. “I was upset. That’s all. Don’t stand there looking at me like it was some big moment.”
Last Updated: 2026-10-10
Chapter: Chapter ThirteenHaelyn came downstairs late in the morning. Her eyes were still a little swollen from the night before, but she’d washed her face and pulled her hair back like that would somehow make her look fine. Dean was in the kitchen when she walked in. He glanced up from the coffee he was making. “Morning.” She didn’t answer. She just stood there for a second, then held out her hand. “I need your phone.” Dean looked at her for a moment, then reached into his pocket and gave it to her without asking why. She took it and stepped out onto the porch, closing the door behind her. Her hands were already slightly shaky as she typed in her mom’s number. She pressed the phone to her ear and waited. It rang. And rang. Then the voicemail kicked in. Haelyn closed her eyes. She hung up and tried again. Same thing. Straight to voicemail after a few rings. She switched to her dad’s number. Her thumb hovered over the call button for a second before she pressed it. It rang twice, then went to voicem
Last Updated: 2026-10-09
Chapter: Chapter TwelveHaelyn sat on the edge of the bed staring at the dress hanging on the wardrobe door.It was simple. Soft cream color, vintage-looking, nothing fancy. The kind of dress someone in a small town would call “nice.” To her it looked like something she’d never pick in a million years. No design, no real shape, just plain fabric and a ribbon at the waist.She hated it.Dean had brought it back yesterday from town and left it in her room without saying much. Just, “Try it on later.” Like it was normal. Like this whole thing was normal.Now it was two days before the wedding and everything felt too real.She heard him moving around downstairs. After a while his voice came up the stairs.“We need to leave soon.”Haelyn didn’t answer right away. She dragged herself up, pulled on a regular shirt and jeans, and left the dress hanging there. She wasn’t putting it on yet. Not unless she had to.Downstairs, Dean was by the door with his keys.“Where are we going?” she asked, even though she already h
Last Updated: 2026-10-08
Chapter: Chapter ElevenHaelyn was already in a mood before the knock came.She’d been sitting at the kitchen table picking at a piece of toast she didn’t even want, replaying the night before for the hundredth time. The kiss. The way Dean had looked at her. The fact that she hadn’t pushed him away fast enough. It was irritating her more than she wanted to admit.Then someone knocked.Dean went to open the door. The second Haelyn heard the soft voice, her shoulders tensed.“Hi,” Lola said. “My mom sent extra bread. And some jam.”Of course she did.Dean stepped aside to let her in. Lola walked into the kitchen with that same careful little smile, red hair neat, basket in her hands like she was performing some kind of good deed. Her eyes found Dean first, then flicked over to Haelyn.“Oh. Hi.”Haelyn leaned back in her chair. “You again.”Lola’s smile faltered slightly. “I just came to drop this off.”“People in this town really love dropping things off,” Haelyn said, voice dry. “Bread, jam, advice. What’s ne
Last Updated: 2026-10-07
Chapter: Chapter TenHaelyn couldn’t sleep.The room felt warm, and her mind wouldn’t shut up. After a while she gave up, pushed the blanket off, and sat up. Her throat was dry. She was still wearing one of Dean’s old shirts. It slipped off one shoulder as she stood.She went downstairs quietly. A light was on in the kitchen.Dean sat at the table with a glass of water, sleeves rolled up. He looked up when she walked in.“Couldn’t sleep?” he asked.“Just needed water.”She filled a glass and drank half of it before turning to face him. The kitchen felt smaller at night. She was very aware of how short the shirt was.“You’ve been quiet since town,” she said.“Have I?”“Yes.”Dean leaned back in his chair. His eyes moved over her once — the bare legs, the loose shirt — then back to her face.“Is this about Lola?” she asked.“No.”“She likes you.”“I know.”Haelyn frowned. “That’s all you’re going to say?”“What else do you want me to say?”“I don’t know. Something.”Dean stood up. The quiet stretched betwee
Last Updated: 2026-10-06
The Morning After
After waking up in a five-star hotel with no real memory of the night before and a black box full of fifty thousand dollars beside the bed, Audrey Holloway just wants to forget the whole thing ever happened. She deals with what she needs to, uses some of the money for rent, bills and groceries, gives a little to Nori, and tries to go back to her normal life.
Two weeks later the same man walks into her restaurant like nothing happened. Turns out he’s this rich CEO with a bad reputation, and his grandfather is dying and basically forcing him to get married or lose the company. They argue every time they see each other until he offers her a one-year contract marriage.
She says no at first. Then the pressure with her brother’s school stuff hits and she agrees. No love, no emotions, just business. They’re supposed to act perfect in public and go their separate ways after a year.
But living together starts changing things. The arguments turn into something else. The distance gets smaller. And just when it starts feeling real, something from his past shows up and threatens to mess everything up.
Sometimes the best love stories really do start with the worst mornings.
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Chapter: Chapter FourtyAudrey sat on the couch with her legs tucked underneath her, scrolling through her phone without really paying attention to anything on the screen. Tried not to think about him. His business trip was meant to last another few days, meaning she should have had the house mostly to herself. Unfortunately, she was in jail. In her own house. Every time she looked through the window and saw one of the security men standing outside, irritation crawled on her skin. She understood why they were there. Her phone buzzed. Audrey glanced down. Nori: You okay? Audrey smiled. Audrey: Unfortunately. The reply came immediately. Nori: That's nice. Don't be caught up. Audrey: I'm serious. Nori: About what? Audrey stared at the screen for a moment before typing. Audrey: The security. There was a pause. Nori: Oh. Audrey: Exactly. Nori: I mean... considering what happened, he's right. Audrey frowned. Audrey: You're supposed to be on my side. Nori: I am on your side. I'm just also on
Last Updated: 2026-08-29
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-NineVasileios was already in the air when Malcolm’s call came through.The jet had left the runway about twenty minutes ago. Vasileios sat alone on one side of the table, a file open in front of him, he hadn’t actually read a single page in the last few minutes. His phone was beside the file, and when Malcolm’s name appeared on the screen, he stared at it for a moment before answering the video call.“You’re already on your way back?” Malcolm asked as soon as his face appeared on the screen.“I am.”“I heard about the security."Vasileios leaned back in his seat. “And?”Malcolm raised an eyebrow. “You put a full perimeter around the house. No one goes in or out without clearance. That’s a little extreme, don’t you think?”“No.”“I knew you were going to say that.”Vasileios glanced toward the window before looking back at him. “There was a reason for it.”“I know there was. I’m just saying, you could’ve handled it differently.”“How?”Malcolm sighed. “I don’t know. Maybe tell your wife wh
Last Updated: 2026-08-28
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-EightAudrey didn’t go back inside. Her phone was still in her hand as she stared at the two black SUVs parked outside. One of them stood near the front gate, taller and older than the others, looking like the person in charge. His expression remained completely unreadable as his eyes followed her. Audrey walked straight toward him. The man straightened when she approached, but he didn’t move any closer. His hands remained relaxed at his sides. He replied calmly. “Maximum perimeter coverage until further notice.” “I live here.” “Yes, ma’am.” “So I can leave.” He looked at her for a moment before answering. “Not without clearance.” Audrey stared at him. He looked like someone who had already had this conversation countless times and knew exactly how to handle an angry woman without ever raising his voice. Behind him, another security man shifted near the gate, his radio resting against his shoulder. She turned around without saying anything and walked toward the side gate.
Last Updated: 2026-08-27
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-SevenVasileios was leaving the afternoon meeting when his phone buzzed for the third time in ten minutes.He ignored the first two. By the third, his patience was already thin from a morning of weak presentations and people talking in circles. He pulled the phone from his pocket while walking toward the elevators.The message was from one of the junior communications staff:-Forwarded post-’Thought you should see this.’He stopped near the windows and opened it.For a second, he didn’t react.The photo was clear enough. Audrey in an apron, hair tied up, tray in her hands, caught mid-shift inside that old restaurant..Under it, the comments were already messy.‘Is this his wife?’‘Why is she waitressing’‘Trouble already?’‘Publicity stunt?’Vasileios stared at the screen longer than he needed to.He didn’t call her. He walked the rest of the way into an empty meeting room, closed the door, and stood there with the phone still in his hand. His first instinct was irritation. The cold kind
Last Updated: 2026-08-26
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-SixAfter going to the restaurant for a shift. She went home, showered and did other things without thinking much of it. Nothing more. What she thought was normal changed around noon. Claire called. “Have you checked your phone?” Claire asked. Audrey frowned. “No, why?” “There’s a photo going around. You’re in an apron.” For a second, Audrey didn’t understand. Then it hit her. Shit. “From the restaurant?” “Yes,” Claire said. “Someone posted it. It doesn’t have your name in the caption, but people already figured it out. It’s being shared.” Audrey sat down slowly. “How bad?” “Bad enough that I’ve already gotten two media inquiries.” Audrey closed her eyes. “I just worked a shift.” “I know,” Claire said carefully. “But to everyone else, it looks like Mrs. Chevrolet was more of an ordinary waitress than a wealthy woman.” Audrey dragged a hand down her face. “What are we going to do? Does Vasileios know?” “No.” Claire said, “hopefully he doesn't see it. Don't worr
Last Updated: 2026-08-25
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-FiveThe conference room was bright and too full of voices. Numbers. Projections. Vasileios flipped through the document in front of him once. “This is the same draft from yesterday.”The man across the table hesitated. “We revised the second section.”“You changed wording. Not the problem.” He closed the folder. “The margins are still weak, and you’re asking for an approval as if that isn’t obvious.”Silence.One of the younger associates glanced at him, then quickly looked down. The older partner cleared his throat. “We can recalculate before the afternoon session.”“Do that,” Vasileios said. “And don’t waste the next meeting repeating what I can already see.”He stood, buttoned his jacket, and left the room before anyone tried to talk it over.In the hallway, his temporary assistant for the trip fell into step beside him with a tablet. “Sir, the next meeting is in twenty minutes. Also, the dinner reservation for tonight—”“Cancel dinner.”She blinked. “Cancel?”“I said what I said.”“Y
Last Updated: 2026-08-24
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