Novel & Cerita Becoming His Unwanted Wife

I have been trying my very best to avoid her. Not able to concentrate any more on the novel I am reading titled "The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride", which is somehow related to what is about to happen to me, I drop the book. I picked this book up from the bookshop I went to yesterday because of the title. I am going to be a billionaire's wife too very soon and I am also unwanted. I want to know what happened to the billionaire's bride who was unwanted by the billionaire. Getting to where the billionaire was treating her harshly made my heart sink so low that I feel like the same thing is going to happen to me too.

He would make a wonderful leader unlike his boss Ace. It was a shame he couldn’t be the man i had married. He had said he doesn’t even want to get married. Still, i was thinking that being his unwanted bride would be better than belonging to a man that treated me so horribly, a man whose heart belonged to another. I doubted if this raging attraction, combined with the increasingly tender feelings I had for Paul, landed beneath that heading. Whether he had them as well.

"By becoming my wife" TO BE CONTINUED...

A billionaire businessman and mogul, he had the looks and the money any woman would normally desire. But I would live a life of eternal sorrow if I married that man, because he was only seeking a breeding tool. He had lost his wife five months ago—Catherine Wilson. She was the opposite of everything he embodied, yet the poor woman had died while giving birth to their child, the acclaimed heir to his family’s fortune. And now he was searching for a new wife. My greedy father and wicked stepmother were using their connections to push me forward as the sacrificial lamb, all for the financial benefits it would bring to my father’s debt-ridden company.

She did not have to work, but he allowed his wife to work; the hypocrisy was smelling. But her joblessness and lack of a husband were not reasons to have found herself thrust into arrangements that she had neither planned nor desired. The unexpected introduction of a potential fiancé, planned by her imperious aunt, only deepened the chasm between her dreams to become Franco’s wife and her unfortunate reality.

"Why? You don't want us to be friends?" "I don’t want to!" My forehead creased. "But why?!" I ask him a bit confuse. "Your my wife Mara. I don't want to be friends with you. I want more than that!" I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. "But we've tried that before. And look where it lead us." "Mara... wife..." he pleaded. I disagree. "No Maru. I don't want to go back to that process again. Now there is no other value in my life but Baby Tanya. "

"I still want to be with you." Kelly started to push him off but stopped. "I don't know about this Noah. I don't know if I can be with you when you marry some other woman," she said and sobbed into his chest. "I know, sweetheart. I am not happy about this, but I need to do it until I find a solution to get out of this mess," he said. He had no idea what to do. He never imagined being in this situation in the first place. "Fine. Marry that whore. But I am not giving up on you," Kelly whispered.

That woman. I took a deep breath, steeling myself as I gathered up a few papers and tossed them into the recycling bin. Sarah could care less about tidiness—she was all about appearances, lost in her own world of drama. But Cassie? She craved attention, basking in the belief that she had every right to invade my space. My blood boiled as I folded a stray sweater, my mind racing with emotions I refused to suppress any longer. Cassie. My husband’s mistress.

“Exactly, so if you want coffee, make it yourself.” Those gray eyes turn stormy, and I have a vague idea why. I smile internally, knowing that this is going to be so much fun. I may have to marry, but I wasn’t going to make it easy for him. I was slowly going to pay back every shit he put me through. “You’re my wife, Harper. You should do this for me,” he growled, his eyebrows pinched. “First of all, I’m not yet your wife, and second of all, even after we do get married, it’ll only be on paper. I haven’t signed up to be your slave, just your pretend wife.”