Bridgerton Edwina Sharma Novels & Stories

Emily Warner I was depressed. I haven’t gotten out of my bed for two days now. Going to sleep knowing that no man is attracted to me and that I am unlovable is now calming to me. I was ashamed, all my friends were in a happy relationship. I was happy for all of them but I hated how jealous I was. I just found out that Elizabeth and Victoria were pregnant, there is something going on with Danika and Jake, lastly Landon was also invested in a girl.

“Edwin is getting married today, and the bride is Amy. She’s the chairwoman of Skyreach Technologies. Who are you to show up here pretending to be her?” Amy? Amy Lovell? The bone marrow donor that Edwin found for me? When did she become the chairwoman of my company?! I pushed the doorman aside and barged straight in. My heart was shattered into pieces when I saw the inside of the house. Beatrice Welles, my mother-in-law, had always found me pretentious and troublesome. However, there she was on the stage, watching the couple and smiling with joy. Meanwhile, Edwin, who had always been aloof and indifferent, was holding a woman in his arms. He looked over the moon.

Sharma just looks as confused as I am. She must have sensed our confusion because she quickly helped us out by supplying her name. "Naomi Dawson." Sharma goes visibly pale. Now, she really has seen a ghost. Dawson's wife. The patron Sharma's having an affair with. I press my hands over my mouth. Naomi smiles, but it doesn't reach her eyes.

The Billionaire Cheated Bride (Broken series book 2) by Diana Wolfe Elizabeth T. Sharma, a bastard of the rich and famous but bankrupt Carrington family was left with no other option but to marry one of the most wealthiest bachelor in America to save her late mother's foundation. She would never in a millions years imagine that her so called enemy turn fiancé would be a gorgeous mix blood with chiselled Greek feature and dimples to die for. Too bad his personality sucks.

Edwina leans into me as I approach her and places a kiss on my cheek. "You to Edwina, I wasn't expecting you to visit us but, of course, it is lovely to see you again." Edwina is a tall woman with jet-black hair down to her ass, she dresses very smart and looks very young but from what I've briefly learned in the last few days she is well over 100 years old. Thank you for seeing us Alpha." Joey bows his head with respect as he speaks to me.

She wished that she were there except for Kina. Edwina jerked off slightly and looked up to find the man who hugged Hades, standing nearby. She squeezed past him with a small smile, wondering about his identity ever since his powerful presence joined the crowd. Edwina pursed her lips calmly, trying to sound as casual as possible, " No..I am just bad at dancing.." She nibbled the bottom of her lips uncomfortably. Arrax let out a low chuckle at her response and went over to sit next to her. Edwina moved away slightly to give him space.

A voice came from behind the two. Gael and Leonard turned around in unison and they were both shocked at the sight of Ashton. Ashton was walking over with a woman and the two were holding hands. The woman had fair skin, she was slender with a narrow waist and her legs were long. She looked beautiful as her long hair danced lazily in the wind. Ashton was as dashing as always but his face was a little pale. Gael's mouth was wide open after seeing his grandson. Leonard on the other hand had his eyes fixed on Maya as his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. No one could tell what he was thinking about or what was so interesting about Maya.

But now, his coldness left her questioning if she had inadvertently stepped on his toes or if something else was amiss. Bella was no stranger to privilege. As the daughter of business tycoon Donald McMahon, she had grown up in a world of wealth and influence. While many wondered why she chose to work for Taylor instead of her father, Bella had a clear motive in mind. She aimed to secure a place in Taylor's father's will.

Her smile was wide, but her eyes were cold. “What do you want, Edwina?” I asked, my voice low. “Oh, just to congratulate you,” she said, stepping closer. “I mean, I had no idea you were capable of landing someone like Maxwell Hollandale. What a surprise!” “Thanks,” I muttered, turning to leave. But she wasn’t done. “I have to admit,” she continued, blocking my path, “I didn’t think you had it in you. After everything that happened, I thought you’d finally crawl back to your little hole and disappear. But here you are, playing the perfect bride. It’s... impressive, really.”

She recognized that Edwina was not a flamboyant person and of delicate stature, the intricate embroidery made the dress seem just as luxurious as the typical jeweled dress but not as heavy. But Mrs. Mercy told her she couldn’t get away without wearing any jewels. So together they had settled on diamond drop earrings. Her hair was in a half up half down do, and the diamond drops nestled in her chestnut hair and popped with the contrast. A rapid knock on the door drew Edwina away from her reflection. “Come in,” she called. When the doors opened, Edwina quickly curtsied and stayed bent, “Your Majesty.” “Please, raise yourself and let me get a good look at you before everyone else does. It’s one