Mag-log inNelly Robinson stood at a crossroads, burdened by her grandmother’s escalating hospital bills and the profound grief of losing her only support. The weight of the circumstances pressed down on her, leaving her with no choice but to take action. With determination in her heart, she made the difficult decision to drop out of college, a bold step fueled by the urgent need for financial stability and independence. As she began her new life as a waitress at a bustling restaurant, she quickly learned that the job was rife with challenges. The clatter of dishes and the cacophony of voices surrounded her as she navigated the often turbulent waters of demanding customers, each interaction testing her patience and resolve. Then, fate intervened in the form of Jason Wilson, a commanding presence who exuded confidence and charisma. His sharp suit and piercing gaze made it clear that he was a force to be reckoned with in the world of business. After a one night stand with her, he presented her with an unexpected yet compelling offer—a marriage contract—Nelly's heart raced with a mix of excitement and apprehension. At that moment, she understood that her life was on the brink of a breathtaking transformation, one that promised to shatter her current reality and open doors to new adventures filled with both challenges and opportunities. What awaits her as she marries the wealthy CEO, especially when she starts receiving death threats from his parents' favored bride, Diana? What will happen when she discovers that she is the missing heir to the Robinson’s Enterprise?
view moreJason's POVWho I really loved? What the hell kind of a question was that?My voice came out low and sharp, like a knife slicing through tension. “What do you mean by whom I really loved?” I stepped closer to Diana, each footstep powered by the rage bubbling inside me. Hatred ran wild in my veins like hot lead.She took a step back, voice trembling. “Don’t come close, Jason.”I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.“You think I’m still in love with you?” I asked, eyes narrowed. “You really think you’ve still got me wrapped around your damn fingers? Do you?”I could feel it — the heat rising from my chest, burning through my throat. My fists clenched at my sides. Everything about her, her voice, her fake emotions set something dark off inside me.“Jason,” my mom tried to speak, but I threw up my hand to shut her up. Not now.I turned back to Diana. My words were fire. “News flash, Diana. I don’t love you.”Her face went pale.“There. I’ve said it. In your fucking face. I. Don’t. Love. You.”My voice
NELLY'S POVSome questions aren’t meant to be answered—especially when the answer rips open a wound you’ve spent your whole life pretending didn’t exist.“Where are your parents?”The question hit me like a slap. Mr. Wilson’s voice was calm, almost casual, but his eyes? They were drilling holes straight through me.I froze, my hand clenching around my fork under the table. I blinked at the food on my plate but suddenly couldn’t tell rice from vegetables.“My parents…” I began, but my voice trailed off, thin and shaky.From across the table, Diana snorted. “Cat got your tongue?” Her voice was sweet poison. “He asked about your parents, dear. Or don’t you have any?”I swallowed hard, forcing down the lump rising in my throat.“I… I lost them when I was little,” I finally said, staring down at my plate. “Raised by my grandparents.”Silence.Not even the clink of a spoon.I hated talking about this—because how do you explain missing people you never really knew? My memories were made up o
Nelly’s POVI don’t know why my stomach won’t stop churning.The mansion stood tall and intimidating under the evening sky, its perfectly trimmed hedges and glowing windows a reminder that I didn’t belong here. Not really. Not in their world of luxury, old money, and sharp tongues hidden behind polite smiles.Jason parked the car, killing the engine in silence. For a moment, neither of us moved. The tension had followed us from the apartment, clinging to the air like perfume.He finally looked at me. “You okay?”I forced a smile. “I’m fine.”That was a lie.I wasn’t fine.Not with the knot twisting in my chest, or the pit in my stomach that told me tonight wasn’t just a dinner—it was a test.He reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, his fingers lingering on my cheek for a beat longer than necessary.“We go in together,” he said firmly.I nodded. “Together.”We walked up to the front door, my heels clicking softly on the marble steps. When it opened, I was met wi
Nelly's POVTWO DAYS LATERThe last two days had been peaceful—no drama, no awkward silences. Just soft mornings, warm dinners, and shared looks across the table that made my heart flutter. But tonight? Tonight would be different.We were heading to dinner at Jason’s parents’ place.I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my dress for the hundredth time. Not too flashy, not too plain. Just the right amount of “fake wife” mixed with “respectable daughter-in-law.”“Nelly!” Jason’s voice echoed from downstairs.“Coming!” I called back, grabbing my handbag and hurrying out.When I reached the living room, he was already by the door, keys in hand. He didn’t even look at me.“You took long enough,” he muttered, turning the knob.My smile dropped. A compliment would’ve been nice. Hell, even a smirk. But no, classic Jason—cool and distant.Still, I followed him out. The evening air brushed against my skin as we stepped into the car. I couldn’t help sneaking glances at him while he drove. T
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