Novel & Cerita Accidental Pregnancy: My Ceo Husband Bought My Innocence

Molly frowned a bit and then a small laughter escaped her lips, “No, Abi. He is not. Hunter Levisay is the CEO. Did you meet Henry? Did he follow you here? Tell me and I will punch him in the balls.” “Henry is NOT Henry … but Hunter Levisay.” “What?” Molly was sure her friend had got some head injury. Abigail nodded looking at her friend’s shocked face, “Yes. That’s right. Henry IS Hunter Levisay. Henry IS the CEO. That day when I thought I am marrying a struggling model. I actually ended up marrying a CEO by mistake!”

Dad, however, stayed serious—troubled by the idea that I might have actually sold my body. “’Dad, calm down. No selling happened, okay?” I said before placing the mango inside the fridge. “The truth is, we attended an event hosted by my crazy boss. He paid me a lot for going with him. With the number of things he asked me to do, I deserve every peso.” There’s nothing wrong with telling Dad the truth. But this wasn’t the right time. He might think I’m lying—that I didn’t pretend to be Walter’s girlfriend, but instead danced in front of a bunch of men for money.

"I'm sorry, sometimes I can't keep quiet." "No, that's not a problem. The truth is, I got pregnant accidentally. I was at a party with my friend, and a handsome guy showed up; we were interested in each other and ended up sleeping together that night. A few weeks later, I found out I was pregnant." I gave a brief summary; I don't like to lie, but I also don't need to give so many details. "Wow, I don't know if that was lucky or unlucky, but one thing's for sure: you'll always have the man of your life by your side." That's a fact; Dominic will never hurt me or break my heart, as others have done before.

she murmured, brushing imaginary dust from her dress, “…I’ve been doing charity work all this while.” Stanley’s expression darkened. “What nonsense are you saying?” Alicia ignored him, not bothering to spare him a glance. Her gaze moved to Evelyn as she slowly took her inventory…From the flushed skin…To the smug tilt of her lips… To the hand still resting over her stomach. Alicia’s smile deepened. “You must be very proud of yourself.” Evelyn stiffened. “What do you mean?” Alicia took a step closer. “Stealing someone else’s husband,” she said lightly. “Using her name, her position, her marriage as a cover…” Her eyes dropped briefly to Evelyn’s stomach. “And now carrying his child.”

I paid off his five million in gambling debt and got him a job at the Black Corporation. I never imagined my kindness would be repaid by him sleeping with my wife—and humiliating me in public at my own wedding. The ceremony ended quickly. I immediately texted a lawyer friend: [Get the divorce papers ready. I've decided to take back the core patents and move abroad with my sister for her studies.] The second I hit send, my sister came over, urging me, "Bro, why aren't you going to the store to cook? What if Chuck gets hungry?" I felt like I'd been struck by lightning. My mind went blank. I stared at her and forced the words out, "You already knew Julie was cheating?"

I choked out, staring at the screen like it might suddenly correct itself. Jessica’s texts started popping up one after the other: Jess: SIS WHAT IS THIS??? Jess: You MARRIED a billionaire?? Jess: Who is he?? What’s going on?? Answer meeeee!! Jess: Mom is gonna hyperventilate. Jess: ARE YOU OKAY?? Jess: HELLO??? I suddenly felt dizzy. I didn't even know which message to respond to first. There were a lot of tags on my I*******m too. The wedding I thought was fake is actually real, and now the whole freaking world knows about it. My face was almost on every blog — mystery woman, unknown bride, Miami wife. And my legally married husband, Eric Macmillan is apparently heir to a Billionaire fortu

How could she be the long-lost sister of an influential man from the capital? "Scumbag Daddy bribed that woman's parents and fabricated a lie that she was adopted when she was a child, all for today! Her greedy parents have been silenced by money!" The child's voice echoed in my mind again, and I broke out in a cold sweat. Three days ago, Jack brought the news that my husband, Steve Landale, had died in an accident on a business trip abroad. I was heartbroken. I would force myself to eat during the day for the sake of my child.

Leona closed her eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Archie, please think about what I should do here today! "You don't have to worry about my business! It's my business to explain to the CEO and his wife. Who do you think you are? What right do you have to do this? You have to interfere in my business?" Leona was stunned and looked at Archie. What did he say? Who am I? That's right! Who am I, Leona? I'm just a woman who accidentally conceived this child and had to marry him! Yes! I was wrong! I was totally wrong!

I stayed quiet while Rupert continued, "My company's recent project needs the Sangers' help, so I didn't really have a choice but to handle things the way I did today. I hope you're not holding it against me." "Once all this blows over, I'll divorce her and marry you. Isn't that what you've always wanted? After you're feeling better, we can try for another baby and start over. That way—" "Are you done?" I cut him off, my patience running out. "The baby didn't just get lost in an accident. I had an abortion." Rupert froze, his face tightening in frustration, and oddly, that gave me a little sense of satisfaction. I scoffed, "I had it aborted during my checkup. What made you think I'd have a m

Every person judged that it seemed like every minute, the news posted something new about me — either with the picture or the one I and Julian had fought recently. I stayed still, breath hitched — lost on what I needed to do when the newest headline left me sprawling to my own disaster. How ? And then I realized — whoever was doing this had me planned and placed at the tip of his finger and then it read — “Guess who's pregnant? Mrs Castellanos' but the rising question is who out of every investor she has seduced, her husband or even Mr 'X' owns the child?“ The phone slipped from my hands. I lost my guard on it because I had started to hiccup and did not notice until the pain in the chest sta