Cast Emergency Couple Novels & Stories

"Then set it to 29th. After the wedding, it is the New Year's Day holiday, so the wedding leave and New Year's Day will last a little longer." "All right." Emman and Emily looked at the small red book, but they didn't have worries in their hearts. Flash marriage, it was nothing. As long as the family and people they met were good, time did not matter. So far, the performance of William and his family was really impeccable. Even Bruce could accept Elisa. Adults could act up, but children could not. Elisa listened to the conversation of the three people, and there was not much fluctuation in her heart.

The once-familiar sinking in my chest — the warning of a war about to erupt. And then— DING. DING. DING. The news alert blared louder, and the headline flashed across the screen: “CASSIAN HALE RUSHES FIANCÉE TO HOSPITAL — POSSIBLE MISCARRIAGE.” My jaw tightened instantly. A picture of Cassian at the hospital entrance filled the screen — hair a mess, shirt stained with Scarlett’s “blood,” eyes wild with panic. Liana froze mid-spoonful. Elias squinted at the TV. “That’s the man who bumped into Mommy yesterday.”

He didn't knock, simply let himself in. I followed. We'd been in Portland for the weekend while Pris and Jaymeson did publicity over the second movie in his latest blockbuster series - one that also starred my sister. You can imagine how happy the press was to discover that not only had the Casanova settled down and gotten married to a pastor's daughter, but she was a debut actress, amazing really, and they were expecting their first child. It was as if Christmas had thrown up on them and missed me completely. Jaymeson had helped Pris get over our parents' death.

I muted the massive television screen with a sharp, violent stab of the remote control. The image froze on the screen, trapping the moment in pixelated high definition: Cole, looking taller and more arrogant than ever, standing on the rain-slicked tarmac at LAX. His arm was wrapped protectively around that... creature. That pregnant stray he had dragged out of the gutter and draped in Lander diamonds. “We are very happy.” The caption ran beneath them in bold yellow letters. LANDER CEO CONFIRMS MARRIAGE: A RESCUE ROMANCE.

“I need to celebrate. Can your parents watch the kids tonight? I want to take you to dinner. Proper celebration dinner, not crisis-management dinner.” “Done. I’ll arrange it.” That evening, they went to the same Italian restaurant where they’d reconnected months ago. This time, the mood was different not desperate reconnection during catastrophe but actual celebration of survival and progress. “To surviving,” Damien toasted. “To rebuilding. To being stronger on the other side of disaster.” “To partnership. To refusing to let catastrophe destroy us. To choosing each other repeatedly.” Seraphine clinked glasses. They talked for hours about the film project, about Charlotte’s academic advanceme

"--- He blinks at me and I agree, leaving a kiss on his lips. "Guys, the quiz is about to start."--- One of the cruise employees walks by giving a warning, attracting our attention. "Camila and Ethan already have my support."--- Madu, on the other side, is already shouting, getting everyone's attention. Unfortunately for Leticia, she and her fiancé are not the central couple of this cruise. Ethan and I, even unconsciously, assume this position. Everyone likes us, everyone is watching us all the time. We are a celebrity couple, so to speak.

I said. The television screen. I let my eyes move to it again, curious to know what was happening over there. The chyron was readable now. *BREAKING: Damien Castellan, CEO of Castellan Enterprises, in expressway accident—vehicle overturned—details emerging.* The camera was doing what news cameras did with live footage—zooming in and out of the scene, recording the chaos and the aftermath, my sight became blurry as I blinked it clear and my heart sank, I recognized that car, that was my husband's car and there was no report on his health status.

"One month ago, Popular celebrity Bella Warner took the responsibility to announce the cancellation of her wedding to Mr. Eric Sloan popularly known as the multi-billionaire. According to her, she claimed that they had different interests and wanted to focus on their business. All questions asked were particularly left unanswered. However, it seems that Laura Karma, CEO of Karma’s blog has found the truth we have been looking for. The wedding which was slated to happen in six months was called off because Eric Sloan is gay. You might be wondering who his gay partner is, but I got you covered. His gay partner is his one and only friend Damien Avery, son of the current prime minister, Louis Av

“I overheard that man. He canceled the marriage with you, didn’t he?” Heat flushed my cheeks. Shame. Deep, humiliating shame. My dignity had just been torn apart in public, and now a stranger had witnessed it. “I—” “No need to feel ashamed,” he interrupted quickly, his voice steady and calm. “Coincidentally, I also came here to cancel my marriage. My fiancée never showed up. Looks like we share the same problem. So… what if we just marry each other?” My eyes widened. His words were so direct, so blunt.

I shrugged my shoulders at her. "And you choose not to tell me what happened? How dare you...! You should tell me so I can kick that guy's ass!" She exclaimed grabbing her hair in frustration "Duh!!! Its just stupid you know. That guy is absolutely a man whore..why bother my attention to him" i told her. "Honey, are you there?" We heard Mark knocking on the door. Mark is Marialle's boyfriend. And yes, he is our head surgeon. The three of us worked together to save that pervert guy.