Semua Bab 365 Days With My Fake Husband : Bab 1 - Bab 10

The landlord's voice echoed in her head like a bad dream. "Three days , Jessica . If you don't pay, you and your junk are out". Jessica tightened her grip on the cracked envelope in her hand . Another bill. Another threat. Another reminder that no matter how many shifts she worked or how many meals she skipped, she was never going to be enough. The flourescent lights of the diner buzzed above her. She stood behind the counter in her worn uniform, her apron stained with coffee and stress. A customer snapped his fingers impatiently, but her vision blurred. Her finger trembled. "Jess?" She blinked, turning to seer her manager, Marta, standing by the kitchen doorway with a frown. "You Okay?" Jessica forced a smile. " Year just a little tired". "Take a break. You look like you're about to pass out". she didn't need a break - she needed a miracle. By the time her shift ended, the sky was a dull gray, and the rain matched her mood . She wrapped her hoodie tighter aroun

The wedding took less than ten minutes. No flowers. No music. No family. Just a silent room in a private courthouse , two signatures , and a judge who barely looked up from the papers. Jessica stood beside Romeo, dressed in a plain beige dress borrowed from the wardrope his assistant had delivered that morning. Her hands trembled, not from nerves, but from disbelief. This was it. She was getting married- not for love, but for survival. Romeo looked as composed as ever, in a perfectly tailored black suit. He didn't smile. He didn't even glance at her. " Let's proceed, he said to the judge. Jessica swallowed hard. The judge nodded, adjusted his glasses, and began reading from a prepared script. "Do you, Romeo Blackwood, take Jessica Lane as your lawfully wedded wife, in accordance with the terms agreed upon in the private contract signed on". " Yes, Romeo interrupted flatly. The judge blinked, but didn't argue. "Miss Lane?" Jessica hesitated . Her voice

Jessica stood in front of the full length mirror, stunned. The dress clung to her body like it had been poured on deep emerald silk, off shoulder, with a slit that ran up her thigh and made her feel like someone else entirely. Her hair was pinned into soft curls, a gold comb glittering above her ear. Diamond earrings real ones, she was told sparkled under the chandelier light. She hardly recognized herself. "You look like a dream", said Lorenzo, the stylist, with with a proud grin. "A billionaire's dream, to be exact ". Jessica smiled politely but said nothing. The truth was, she felt like a fraud wrapped in satin. Juliet appeared behind her, flipping through a clipboard. "You'll arrive at exactly 7:10. You and Mr. Blackwood will enter together, greet the board, then do a short toast. No interviews tonight, but photos are expected. Stick to short answers it anyone speaks to you". Jessica blinked. "A toast? What toast?" "A simple line or two. Mr. Bl

Three days after Jessica confronted Romeo about his illness, things had shifted... but only slightly. He still guarded himself. Still walked the weight of the world sat on his shoulders. But he no longer barked orders at her, and when he passed her in the hallway, he actually nodded instead of ignoring her completely. Small wins. But Jessica knew better than to expect miracles overnight. And the Juliet showed up with news that shattered whatever calm they had managed to build. " We've got a situation ", she said, barging into the kitchen where Jessica was pouring tea. Romeo looked up from his seat, his eyes narrowing. "What kind of situation?" Juliet laid her phone on the table and played a video. It was news segment grainy footage of a sleek black car pulling up to a restaurant, and Romeo stepping out.... with Jessica on his arm. "Rumors continue to swirl around billionaire Romeo Blackwood and his suprise wife. Who is she? Where did she come from? And wh

Jessica had nicely barely gotten Romeo to rest after the gala before Juliet showed up at the penthouse the next morning again. This time, her expression was darker than usual. "We've got a problem", She said , tossing a file into the kitchen counter. Jessica's stomach flipped. "Another press leak?" "Worse". Romeo appeared behind her, still a grey robe, eyes tired. "What now?" Juliet hesitated. "Godwin's team hired a private investigating". Jessica's pulse sped up. She already didn't like where this was going. "He's digging into Jessica's past". Jessica's breath caught. "My past?" "He knows you weren't just some waitress. He found a file- your father's prison record, the school fights, the restraining order from your ex". "Stop!" Jessica snapped, her voice breathing. Romeo turned sharply to look at her, stunned. "Is that true?" he asked. Jessica clenched her fists. "It was years ago. I didn't think it mattered anymore". "It matters now", Juliet said flatl