Accidentally Married To The Big Shot Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Oh. That's not what I mean to say. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say all those things to you. Well… if you won't say I've stepped out of board, I spoke to my brother about him. Trust me I put in some good words for him, he's willing to give him a spot at his company. I'll be slightly ridiculous. They're paying well, it'll be enough for both of you and the child.” She cupped her face in between her palms, looking at him without saying a word. She extended her left hand to grab the glass, guzzled the champagne in a draught, and burped quietly as she covered her mouth. “I don't know how to start.” “What are you saying?” With his eyelashes flickered with curiosity, his eyes peered into hers tryin

“We’re just checking if we look decent. No curses are gonna fall out of the sky.” “But it’s bad luck,” she muttered, pouting like a scolded child. News flash: tomorrow was the big day. Our wedding. No bachelor parties, no wild send-offs. We wanted things quiet. Private. Away from reporters sniffing for gossip and headlines. Honestly, I wouldn’t survive seeing Adrian surrounded by half-naked dancers grinding on him. Not a chance.

The lightest ornament I ever wear except my Mom’s pendent. “Here is your ring, step-daughter.” An overexcited Carla forwards a platinum band in my direction. “This ring is ten times costlier than yours, Mr. Blaze.” I taunt him as I slide the ring on his finger. “Now I pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton. You may kiss the bride.” Sherry declares. “Impossible!” I shout at him. “Not necessary.” He says politely. Here begins my happy married life with the poor driver of my father!

Not only have I inconvenient him, but now I have him bonded to me in marriage. Absolutely ridiculous. I tilt my head back down as soon as my gaze catches the clothes I'm wearing. Out of sheer curiosity, I ask. “If we got married, did we…did we have sex then?” He doesn't say a word. It makes me dart my eyes back to his face, fear crawling slowly at the thought of another stupid thing that I must have done in my drunken state. A marriage should have a remedy, which is annulment. But having sex with him is the worst.

He stepped closer, and I suddenly felt too small in a room I used to navigate with ease. “You want the truth?” His voice was low, lethal. “I don’t trust you, not anymore. Maybe I never did.” “Alex…..” He raised a hand, silencing me. “This marriage was a business arrangement. A mutually beneficial alliance but I won’t tie myself to someone whose loyalty can be bought by the highest bidder.” My chest tightened with a stinging ache I hated admitting even to myself. “It wasn’t like that,” I whispered. “I don’t care,” he said, utterly unyielding. “The merger of both families will proceed through the board, not the wedding and whatever future you imagined with me—stop imagining it.”

" What?!" " That's not the shocking part yet. The things is that after I was abandoned by the altar, I mistakenly got married to a stranger. I don't remember much because I was drunk at the bar and..." Emily wasn't able to complete her sentence when she was interrupted by Tricia's repeated words. "Whoa! You got married to a stranger? You got married to a stranger?!" Emily nodded to her words. The news came as a shock to Tricia. After staring unbelievably at Emily, they continued their walk home.

Wife…Even if it’s temporary, even if it was an accident, even if he’s still planning to leave. “Temporary wife,” I argue. I can't be swept up by what he says…I'm sure this is all one big joke to him and once our three months are up he would not want anything to do with me anymore. A billionaire and the girl he accidentally married in Vegas. I’m not sure if I belong in his world, but right now, I’m inside it…and I don’t know how to feel about that. “It doesn’t matter. She disrespected you. That’s not something I can let slide.”

Graham did hand gestures, adding, “Okay, sure, it was an accident. But not all accidents are bad. Some accidents turn out to be… the best decisions you never planned. Think about it. We met by chance, at least I never planned the kids, and now here we are, married without even trying.” “Of course, I had planned to propose. I want a grand wedding, but it’s like fate was working overtime. Some people chase destiny their whole lives. Ours just… fast-tracked it with a paperwork mix-up.” “I think it’s great!” Graham turned to the kids, asking, “Right, kids? I’m officially your daddy, and your mother’s husband!” “It’s great!” Eden exclaimed. “We love it!” Elliott echoed. Later that night, Elise an

she said as a matter of fact. "That's what I want to do too but look at the situation I got myself into..." I groaned, combing my fingers through my hair. "I accidentally married his uncle, and now I don't even know how I got married or who the father of this baby is...that's how fucked up things are. I can't imagine it being Sinclair's..." My face went ghostly pale. If that was the case there was a large chance I would be pressurised into marrying him That would be a thing of nightmares. Sinclair still refuses to admit he was cheating. If we got married, he was probably still going to keep my sister as his mistress, and it could get worse.

"what?" "Big brother got married to her? How? Why? This is surprising, didn't Big Brother say he would not get married? Why?" Summer asked, surprised. She had only heard about Marina getting married to a random man but she did not expect that random man to be her big brother, he was getting married to someone he was meeting for the first time and he looked so invested in this. "Mom, Dad maybe this is a prank, big brother would never get married to just anyone," Summer remarked looking at her parents simultaneously.