All Chapters of His Unwanted Bride: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Margaux’s POV.Beatrix! Beatrix! Her name sounded familiar but I couldn’t remember where I heard it!Clyde left last night without even glancing at me.I was left alone in this lonely penthouse his grandparents gave me. I had to go to the hospital but I didn’t even have the energy. “My wedding got cancelled, the father of my child doesn’t want us in his life…how worse could it be?” I sarcastically told myself. Soon, I realized my tears were flowing endlessly.I was having my moment when I unexpectedly received two notifications. My eyes widened when I opened the message saying, “I will send you $10 million dollars, get rid of that thing and start anew.”His message made me gnash my teeth. “How cruel…The audacity of this man!” I screamed deep inside. So I responded with two words to infuriate him, “HELL, NO!”I suddenly remembered the notification from my bank, so I pulled up my online banking and couldn’t believe what I saw. Indeed, he sent the amount he mentioned, and I had

Margaux’s POV.What Victoria revealed kept circling in my mind. It was a heavy feeling I felt on the way back home.The moment I stepped into the penthouse, the memories came rushing back—uninvited, like an old wound that hadn’t quite healed. The coldness in the air, the silence that wrapped itself around me, was eerily familiar. I felt it in the pit of my stomach, a tight knot of tension, just like that night I met him.***(A night with a stranger)I had been drinking, alone in a high-end bar–the one my parents used to love before they passed away. Today was their death anniversary, and I was trying to numb the pain that had festered inside me for years. Mom. Dad. There’s never a day I don’t miss the both of you.It didn’t matter that they had been gone for over a decade—losing them had been the kind of loss that never truly went away. They had been my world, my anchors in a foreign country where I had no other family to turn to. After they died, I was alone. No one left to ho

Margaux’s POV.“You’re a fucking what?” his voice resonated inside this room. I was afraid of what he might do to me. Thinking it would be an embarrassment being a virgin, I started getting up. Yet, his hands pinned me gently.“Fucking shit!” he cussed again, but this time, he was grinning. He was smiling, and his eyes turned even more satiating. “S-sorry, I didn’t tell you sooner,” I murmured while avoiding his gaze. But he held my head and tilted it back to where he was, “Are you kidding? The more reason I want to take you!”Hearing his words, a hot feeling eroded inside me, and the wetness between my legs continuously produced. “I can’t promise I’ll be gentle all the way, But at least getting inside you, I will, woman!”I nodded quietly and began to unbutton my lace blouse. What the hell is wrong with me? Am I this horny? Desperate? Or did he put me under a spell?I know I’m not an easy woman, because for more than two decades, I preserved my purity. But why? Why am I giving