Got A Free Husband, His Son Was A Bonus

Anita!That was my stepsister’s voice. My heart skipped a beat, my breath caught in my throat. The realization that my stepsister was in the opposite ward dawned on me. Maybe… Just maybe. “Relax, Dear. It's just an injection.”Raymond's voice.He was also in there.I couldn't believe my ears. I couldn't control the rapid beating of my heart as my legs took me there. Hearing Raymond's voice alone was already doing strange things to my heart. I didn't know why I was suddenly happy, but maybe that man and his son were only playing a prank. Raymond had to be my savior. “An injection!? Just an injection!?” Anita's screams continued. “Ray, I might die! Tell her to remove it!”Raymond's frustrated sigh resounded from the ward. “It's okay. You may leave.” His instruction must be directed at the nurse whose footsteps approached the door before she emerged from the ward. The nurse almost bumped into me. Thank goodness I'd already recovered from the shock. “Miss, how may I help-”I s

“Mysti Arts Cooperation was supposed to be mine!” He went on. “I should be the CEO, and not some worthless woman like you!”Three months ago, I was voted by the board of directors as the company's CEO.Raymond and I founded the company together. For ten years, we'd built it from a garage-based software games company to owning a company building of our own with several branches spread across the country.Although the company was both ours, I did most of the management work. It was the reason why the board of directors voted me as the CEO.If Raymond had been against it, he could have voiced it instead of planning my death.I swallowed, my tears long dried up.Realizing I'd dated a monster for many years was my current biggest regret. How could I be so blind to his true colors? How could I be oblivious to the wolves surrounding me?I moved. I couldn't stay.No need to cry or lament.They wanted me gone. I would fulfill their wish.Not by ending my life, but by living it far away from

Marry me!His words hit me like a heavy wave, and all I did was stare in utter confusion. He was still kneeling beside me, his blue eyes gazing fiercely. The young lad moved slightly in my arm, clutching me tighter. I gazed down at him and stroked his hair before my gaze fell back on the man who must be his father."What?" I had to ask to be sure I wasn't hearing things."I want you to marry me," he repeated, sounding clearer, and his eyes followed me as I rose up, the boy now standing with arms wrapped around my knees, clearly still shaken.The crowd that gathered had now completely dispersed after bathing me up with applause. I was now left with this strange man and his son, I guessed."Ok..." I fought back a chuckle. "I think there's some sort of misunderstanding here," I said and tucked my hair behind my ear."I'm serious," he said again and turned to face me."This is really odd," I said, gently pushing the boy back with a friendly smile on my face. "But I think I should get goi

“Good evening, Miss Brown,” she greeted with a polite nod. “I’m Dr. Allen,” She moved to set her small case down on the side table. “Mind telling me how you’re feeling now?”I managed a weak smile. “I’m fine now, just a little tired.”She gave me a kind look that said you’re not fine, but I’ll let you believe that for now.“Let’s just make sure,” she replied.The next few minutes passed in silence as she proceeded with the checkup. I casually gazed toward the door and caught a glimpse of Desmond — his silhouette peeking secretly. Once I looked up, he drew back. But I was pretty sure it was him.I came back to Dr. Allen as she swabbed my arm and pushed the needle in. The sting was mild, almost comforting in a strange way. My eyelids began to feel heavy, my vision blurring at the edges with each flutter of my eyelids.“Just relax,” she said, her voice fading.As sleep began to pull me under, I felt her lifting my arm again — the faint sensation of something cool brushing against my skin

~DESMOND~Each time I thought I was done solving one problem, another seemed to erupt just as quickly.I twisted my wrist around the cold coffee cup as I stepped out of the elevator. The tie hanging loosely around my neck wasn’t worth bothering about as I neared the conference room on the twenty-seventh floor.“You’ll be fine, Des,” Anna said from the other end of the line though her tone didn’t sound reassuring.“You bet." I hold the phone between my ear and shoulder as I twist the door open. "Don’t forget to tell Mum I’ll be dropping by later.”“Not a problem.”I ended the call and slid my phone into my pocket before pushing the door open.“My apologies for the unusual lateness. I had to resolve a small domestic crisis,” I said, taking my seat among the twelve members of the CG Industries board. Eyes darted, papers rustled, and voices fell to uneasy murmurs.On the massive screen at the head of the table glared the headline that had been haunting my phone all morning:“CG Industries