Billionaire Unexpected Bride

Isabelle twisted her fingers on her lap and cast another look past the seated guests to the entrance of the gardens where her wedding was taking place. Her brow furrowed slightly when there was no sign of Jacob Garcia or any of his family members.The ceremony had been supposed to start two hours ago. All the guests from her side of the family were already there, but not one from the groom's side.Now, she was reduced to nerves as she sat and waited. Was he going to make it? She had never met him, but she had heard that he was an idler. What if he decided to not show up? To be forcedinto marrying a stranger only to have him ditch you at the altar...All this not long after what happened with Raymond and her sister. The two were seated on the front row, and she was doing her best to ignore them. Naomi had been stuck to Raymond's side since they arrived, and a few comments had been thrown around about what a beautiful couple they were.Isabelle tried not to let it get to her. While it

Would she be able to maintain her cool if he undressed in front of her?As he reached for his tie, he turned around to face her. She was beautiful, that much was clear. Her black hair was gathered at the top of her head in some kind of fancy bun. A few strands at the front were untamed, framing her round face. She was actually kind of cute too...He shook his head at that thought. Cute? God, how mushy.Besides, he didn't care whether she was cute, hot, or plain ugly. He wasn't planning on staying married to her for long.He saw the moment her eyes reverted to him as he unbuttoned his shirt. She blushed instantly and turned away, muttering apologies.Jacob smirked, finding her reaction amusing. She faced the wall and even brought her hands up to cover her eyes.They were going to be sharing this house from today onwards. Was that how she was going to react any time he changed? She was bound to see his naked body at some point."Would you like to take a shower first?" he asked her.A sh

"Our bed," he corrected. "And, fake or not, you're my wife, and I won't let you sleep on the sofa."She looked at him, met his gaze for a second, and then looked away. So, even after saying they would only pretend to be a couple in public, was he going to treat her like his wife indoors?"Thanks, then, if you're sure," she told him."But," he said, reaching forward to lean one of his hands on the counter next to her. "Do we really have to resort to that?"Isabelle swallowed, her throat going dry at his sudden closeness. His arm brushed against her side and she stepped to the side, attempting to create more space between them."What?""We are both adults," he said, his eyes running up and down her body openly.Was he checking her out? What exactly was he trying to do? She tried to maintain her composure, but it was hard when his dark eyes rose to hers. They penetrated hers, and for a second, she forgot how to breathe.It wasn't her fault that he was so good-looking...The closer Jacob

Lucy was beside herself as Kevin gathered all the gifts and put them back into the bags. If she had known Jacob Garcia would show up, she never would have asked Isabelle to leave. She couldn't believe he was taking back all his gifts. To miss out on benefitting from a rich son-in-law just because of something she had said!Beside her, Naomi seethed as she took off the diamond necklace she had already worn around her neck. This had to be a nightmare. There was no doubt that Jacob Garcia was truly a wealthy man. Only an extremely wealthy man could afford the kind of gifts he had brought. And they weren't even fake!She almost shed tears as she realised the kind of life she had missed out on. If only she had married Jacob as intended... She should have never trusted hearsay that he was poor and unreliable. Now, instead of her, it was her wretched adoptive sister who was beside him.Isabelle was taking in the spectacle unfolding before her when Jacob took her hand and led her towards the

"Yeah, please do tell us," the man sitting next to her encouraged.Ann crossed her arms across her chest and pursed her lips before saying, "I just don't have a good feeling about her, that's all.""That cannot be a good reason to not hire her," someone pointed out. "It sounds as if you have a personal grudge against her. You need to give a good reason why you don't recommend her for the position.""I do not have a personal grudge against her," Ann claimed firmly. "But yes, I know her from school. We were classmates. That's why I know she had a reputation for stealing other girls' boyfriends." Ann shrugged. "I wouldn't put it past her to have seduced the professor to have him accept the design as originally hers.""Oh my God," the other panellist said, covering her mouth in shock. "That's horrible.""You mean she is a cheat?" the man asked. "That's very disappointing. I had high hopes for her."Ann rolled her eyes. "She probably wouldn't have graduated with a certificate if she wasn'