Todos os capítulos de MARRIED BY ACCIDENT : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Carlo watched Sloane as she carefully drew her signature on the paper. He had no idea why he was doing what he was doing— getting married. But then, he somehow seemed to be enjoying it. Just a couple of moments ago, he entered the country. As a matter of fact, he was only checking out a property that he had his hands on. But somehow, this woman right here walked up to him with an audacious look in her eyes. And it seemed to have gotten to him in a way no one could have expected. “Your turn," Sloane said. She was done doing her part of the deed. It was now his turn. Carlo was hesitant for a while. A slow smile of curiosity appeared on his lips. He wondered what was going to come next after this. “Hey," Sloane said to him. “I don't have time to waste here. Get this done and let's get out of here." He grabbed the pen and did the deed. Sloane was not even concerned to check out the details the man filled in the form. This was against her will. She simply wanted to get it done and mo

More than twenty four hours later, somewhere in the city, Carlo's multimillion dollar mansion was sitting magnificently. After the incident, he had not been able to get the image of Sloane off his thoughts. He descended through the staircase with a glass of wine in his left hand. “Sloane Wentworth," he muttered her name slowly and calmly. Then, a rippled smile crossed his lips. He had just entered the city for the first time in ages and was checking out the newly acquired properties while waiting for his driver to come and pick up. But somehow, one thing led to another and Sloane approached him with a charm that he was not able to resist. He got to one of the couches and sat down. Shortly after that, a car drove into the premises and parked just outside the house. Carlo sat there when his friend, Dave, made his way into the living room with a magazine in his hand. “Hello, man," Carlo said and readjusted his position. "What should I get you?”Dave chuckled and collapsed into the

A couple of moments later, Sloane arrived with Carlo at one of the big eateries in the city. She parked and walked in. Carlo followed her immediately. When they were seated, a waiter approached their table with the menu. “Good morning, ma'am," the waiter said. “Good morning, Sir. Please, what would you love to have?" The waiter tried to hand the menu over to Sloane. But she gestured that it should be passed to Carlo. Carlo took it and went through the prices of the meals there. It was clear that the watery was not a place for the average person to go and have a meal. So, he had to act in that line. He cleared his throat and adjusted uncomfortably in his chair. Then, he stole quick successive glances at Sloane. Sloane could tell something was wrong. She just didn't know what. “Is there a problem?" She asked him. “Have you made your choice yet?" Carlo shook his head. "Are..they not expensive?” He asked her with a conscious attempt to keep his voice low. "I can't…afford this place.

Sloane always knew that Ms Barbara had always looked for a way to axe her out of the company. The woman despised her enough to want to see her in a miserable state. Sloane knew this would happen at some point. She just didn't expect the lady to bring it up at such a crucial moment in her life. It was definitely a perfect moment to take it from her. “What?" Sloane queried her. Ms Barbara sat down and heaved a sigh. “Well, I believe you heard me clearly the first time." Sloane cocked her hair. “Come on, mom. You can't do this to me." Ms Barbara raised her index finger in the air, a signal that Sloane should pause her long talks. “Firstly, I need to straighten you a bit. To clear the air, I am not your mother. I think I have let you call me mom long enough. It's time to call a spade a spade.”"What? What are you saying?” The woman was not moved by the flood of emotions over Sloane's face. "Come on, you know it's the truth," Ms Barbara pressed on. “Besides, there is no freaking wa

The atmosphere of the room changed. John glared at Sloane angrily. Sloane refused to be flustered by the looks she got. “I believe we have settled this within us," Jacob said. “There's no need to try to stare Sloane down." "What will her shares do for us?” John clapped back. Ms Barbara got up. "Everyone, be calm. I will speak to Bradley myself. Sloane, you are coming with me.” Sloane stood up and followed her as they left the room. When they got to the living room, Bradley was pacing to and fro swearing and cursing under his breath. When he saw them coming, he stopped and faced them. “Does the Wentworth family think so little of me and my dad?" Bradley queried angrily. “Good morning, Bradley," Ms Barbara greeted him with a smile on her face. But Bradley was in no mood to entertain any sort of pleasantries. “I don't want to sound rude, but keep the greeting to yourself. There is certainly nothing good about this morning." Ms Barbara threw a glare at Sloane. “I understand you