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She charged forward and screamed, "Chester, what do you think you're doing, calling another woman your wife? What about our marriage certificate? If you'd just spoken up for me, I would've forgiven you for cheating on me!" At that, I raised a slight eyebrow and glanced at Chester. Like a dog obeying its owner, he sprang to his feet and slapped her, firmly rebuking her, "Shut up! My wife is the CEO of Campbell Group. She's beautiful and capable—what makes you think you're even close to her level? "And that marriage certificate you mentioned? I bought a fake one online for a couple of hundred dollars. You're just foolish enough to believe it for six years. In this world, Nadia is the only woma

Lucas thought his life was perfect. He had almost everything. Everything was complete, and he couldn't complain about his life. But that changed when his grandfather passed away. For the first time, he faced a problem that might ruin his life entirely. Willy, Lucas's friend, asked if he agreed with his idea. Lucas was at Willy's apartment, sitting on the balcony, enjoying the breathtaking view of the night. "What else can she do besides agreeing? She no longer needs to work as a prostitute, and I will give her a lot of money. She only needs to be my wife for a few months, and everything will be over." Lucas was desperate, thinking that there was only a dead-end for his problem. For the first

"Mom, you can get fake certificates online for a few hundred bucks these days. It might not be real." Sheila grabbed a cushion and threw it at him. "Can you stop making trouble? How could this be fake!" Killian stepped in to defuse the situation. "You can check the serial number on the Civil Affairs Bureau website." He paused, then added, "You can also check the property deed." Olivia looked up and assessed Killian, who sat upright, behaved with elegance, and had an honest look on his face. In her heart, she was actually quite satisfied. But her daughter's marriage was not a game, and she had to investigate thoroughly.

“Father Gallo will be here as soon as he’s able. He can perform the ceremony, but he can’t make the marriage legal until tomorrow at the courthouse.” Shit. Fuck. One step forward and two back. “It will be blessed,” I said, trying to convince myself. “That should appease the famiglia, the families.” I hoped it would. If the marriage wasn’t legal, Andrés could pull some annulment bullshit. Aléjandro continued, “The priest said there’s another option. In California, you can marry online. The two people must physically be present in California and together. He knows of a 24-hour website.”

She frowned and said, “W-what, are you talking about? He is my husband. I’m going back to him!” He sighed and sat in front of her. “You are not his wife; the paper you both signed is not legal, so your marriage is void,” Martin explained, surprising her even more. “N-no!” She shook her head, unable to believe what she had heard. “That’s not true! You’re lying!” she shouted at Martin. “While you were unconscious, I investigated Mateo Villalobos and discovered that your marriage was fake. And he is now happily married to model Chloe Cain.”

He felt a little sober. “C’mon Alex, I was only joking. I won’t join Kikachat, Infact I’ve never been interested in online dating, I mean… what if the so called lady turns out to be assless and b**bless. I prefer to physically see what I’m getting myself into” He said, which made Alexander laugh out loud. “Almost everyone on online platforms are living a fake life” This buttresses my point. “I agree Finn. You won’t believe that someone actually used my own pictures on my own love station app; I was gonna track down the person when the app had crashed, Jeez!”

Although he usually found Carlton funny, now he didn't even find him slightly amusing. Carlton removed his hand. "Hey! If you're looking for something permanent... like a wife...." Carlton visibly cringed. "Then why don't you try AmericanMate or AnastasiaDate? There's other sites, too, that have Spanish women, Asian women, Indian women… you name it." "I'm not into one-night stands or prostitution." "No, man! It's not like that!" Carlton leaned forward for effect. "These are reputable marriage brokers. It's all legit."

I submitted it a week ago and I still haven’t heard back. Cataleya sighs. “I can’t sell to you.” “What?” “You know I’m close to Amora. Come on.” “The article isn’t true, Cataleya. You know that. She’s already getting married to someone else. The guy she wanted all along.” “I don’t trust you, Michael.” Her voice is hard. “You were willing to fake a marriage to get ahead. Yes, I know about that. Amora told me it wasn’t real. And your reputation is shit.”

Once, she had seen a video online of a husband carefully picking onions out of his wife’s burger because she did not like them. Cordelia thought it was sweet, so she asked Felix half-playfully to do the same for her just once. At the time, Felix stroked her head helplessly and said something she remembered for a very long time. “Honey, you’re not the kind of woman who makes unreasonable demands, right? Those videos online are just telling women to expect too much. If you don’t like onions, you can pick them out yourself. Your husband doesn’t have to do it for you.”

Meanwhile, Zach was completely stunned by my accusations. He immediately called the family doctor. The answer he received was simple—while birth control pills were effective, no method was foolproof. There was always a small chance of pregnancy. Frustration surged through him. He dialed my number over and over again, but each call went straight to voicemail. Desperate, he turned to the assistant who had once helped him find a scapegoat. "Find Victoria," he ordered. "Now."