Married To Mr. Billionaire's Sweet Temptation

Her tears broke out when she saw the accident in front of her own eyes. The incident where her boyfriend was hit by a car while trying to save her. They were arguing, and Clarice left Joel and ran without looking to her right or left. Then ... the accident happened. Clarice ran and lifted Joel's body in her lap. Blood was everywhere, including on her hands and clothes. Joel looked up at her with wide eyes, a body in pain, and a hand that reached up to wipe Clarice's cheek but failed. "No, please! You have to hold on!" she said, crying with a sense of panic. "Someone call an ambulance!" Clarice shouted. Many pedestrians surrounded her. Many of them were buzzing by themselves until the sound of the ambulance finally arrived. Joel's body was brought inside and Clarice went along to keep her boyfriend company. "I'm sorry, I was wrong!" said Clarice. She held Joel's hand so tightly. "You have to hold on. Don't leave me!" Nothing came out of Joel's lips. He tried to speak, but he coul

Clarice couldn't work to her full potential. In her spare time, she would cry as she stared at her picture frame with Joel, which was always on her desk to encourage her. Now, that spirit has disappeared since he’s gone. Clarice seemed to have no strength to live her life. Every day her eyes swelled up and it was distressing whenever her coworkers asked about her condition. It was not uncommon for all of them to want to take over Clarice's work and tell her to just rest in her apartment. Clarice closed the picture frame - no! She even put it in her desk drawer so she could focus on her work. She breathed in and out repeatedly, but at least it worked. She was able to get a little bit of work done but it took so long that by the time her shift was over, she didn't realize it. "Clarice? Aren't you going home?" asked Stella, passing by her desk. Clarice turned her head and noticed the watch in her left hand. "Oh? I didn't know it was evening." "Just go home. Or do you want us to hav

Clarice was preoccupied with her thoughts because her landlord was on her side, and she felt trapped. Even if she moved, it would be impossible because this apartment had become her most comfortable place. Moreover, the apartment has many memories with Joel. Not only that, but the price was reasonable for her. DING! The sound of the elevator clinked when she and Tristan finally arrived at the floor where her room was stated. She walked ahead of Tristan without speaking at all until when she reached the front of the room, she turned around. "You can leave now," Clarice said to him, "you've brought me to the front of my room." Tristan looked at Clarice's door, which had the floor number and room number written on it. He recalled it in his head, then looked down, where Clarice was shorter than him. "Okay. You're safe. So, do you have plans for tomorrow?" asked Tristan. "No, I don’t. You'd better go, I want to be alone." "Tomorrow, go with me. I'll take you to your ex-boyfriend’s

Clarice couldn't sleep all night. Tristan's words kept ringing in her mind until she decided not to sleep at all, busy reading her unfinished books. She immediately got ready to go to Joel's grave before Tristan came to get her because it was better if he didn't show up when Clarice needed some alone time with Joel, her dead boyfriend. With quick feet, she stepped into the elevator and down to the parking lot. Without lingering too long to warm up her car, she left the apartment with a sense of relief. Her heart was beating fast as she was like a thief sneaking up on the owner of the house. She bought flowers and brought them to Joel's grave. The cemetery was still very quiet, but Clarice could see a few people who came to look at the graves of the dead. For some reason, Clarice's breathing seemed to be more labored than before. It was surreal coming to her boyfriend's grave alone so early in the morning. Staring at Joel's grave, which still had some flowers on it, Clarice repeatedl

"WHAT?! Are you kidding me?" Joshua had already guessed what expression Clarice would show him. It was a pleasure to see her beautiful face surprised. He smiled wryly, then shook his head. "I'm not joking at all, Clarice. Whether you like it or not, you have to marry me. Because if you don't, I will ruin your life." His threat was no joke. Clarice heard how Joshua emphasized his threat, making her imagine what would happen if she refused and chose to have her life destroyed by him. After all, how could she marry a man who was the older brother of her late boyfriend? To her, it was tantamount to betrayal, and Joshua should feel that way. But seeing his expression of no guilt or grief made Clarice question whether Joshua's kindness to Joel had been a trick. "Well, marrying you is one of my wishes, Clarice. And I won't let you refuse. After all, you wouldn't want your family to be ruined by your decision, would you?" Clarice's body shook violently. She wanted to fall and die.