Novel & Cerita Cerita Novel Suami Pengganti

Hello guys, Thank you so much for your unwavering support. It's a blessing to have you guys. I want to share the details of my new book with you guys. This will be a sequel to 'Billionaire husband's pursuit for his ex wife' This will be the story of Theo and Nina's son. This is the story of Asher Morrison and Aria White. 'His substitute bride'

The date is the day of my wedding. "Your sister was quite visible on social media," Isabelle says, "while you were walking down the aisle." Nobody says anything. There is nothing to say. She knows. She sits down in the armchair by the window without being invited, crossing her legs with the ease of someone who has always assumed furniture was provided for her use. Dominic stays standing. So do I. Victor moves to the side of the room, quiet and watchful. "I could go to the press," she says. "Marriage fraud is quite the story. The Laurent heir, the missing bride, the sister who stepped in. It writes itself, really."

RAVEN It's been a month since papa bombarded me with the news of me getting married and here today I'm getting ready in my white gown to get married to a man whom I didn't even get to meet once. Everything happened in a jiffy. Papa didn't talk to me properly last month. He just went ahead and started preparing for my marriage owing to the fact that mama wasn't alive to do so. Noah consoled me whenever I broke down into tears due to papa's behavior. His consolation always held two things.

Diki replied making Mini and Rangga look at each other and quickly look away. "You suck!" mocked Diki with a cynical smile. Diki who wants to launch the action again. Right when Novi suddenly stood up and walked cursing in front of the television which was the size of a cinema screen in the living room. "It's really cool to be a woman, already knowing that her husband is cheating on her and has a lot of mistresses. I still want it, a husband like that should just be kneaded with chili sauce and then kicked into the sea." Novi cursed angrily in front of the television.

She says She goes to freshen up, and then she changes into her pajamas and goes to sleep. The next morning, she wakes up and sees that everywhere was already bright. “Well that is strange, how did I sleep so deeply. Maybe I was tired from the ceremony yesterday.” She thinks “To think of it, is he going to the office today or is he also on his honeymoon.” She giggles while thinking. She stands up to freshen up and get ready. Then she goes to the dining room to eat. To her surprise, she sees her new husband sitting there looing busy on his tablet.

That is the short story of the romantic novel she had heard during her life in Indonesia. 'Bastard! I've never done those terrible things! I've never slept with anyone other than Hayden, my husband! But why is my baby have not the royal family’s blood? Crazy… this is all crazy… this world really just sided with the plot of that damn novel! My ten years of hard work so that I don't have the same fate as the villainess Fuschia in the novel, turns out to be in vain.' Fuschia sobbed as the guards pushed her roughly into the narrow old wooden wagon while clutching her baby tightly.

Today marks the beginning of my new life, a life full of well arranged plans- plans made out of grief and the burning desire for revenge. I glared at the reflection of myself in the glass door of the luxurious restaurant, my heart pounding with fear. I looked so much like Addison Smith, whose identity I just assumed. Few weeks ago, I was still my real self, Madison Spark, a great designer whose dreams could not be crushed in a night. But fate has decided to play a brutal game. Losing my beloved twin sister left my uncrushable world and dreams shattered.

I said weakly. He paused and finally looked at me, really looked at me as I lay on the floor, shaking, crying, my wrist swollen and red. “You were going to hurt an innocent pregnant woman,” he shouted, disbelief etched across his face. “Innocent?” I laughed bitterly. “Innocent?” My voice shook with venom. “There is nothing innocent about that fucking whore. Our wedding is in two weeks and she’s been sleeping with you behind my back.” “She didn’t lure me into her bed,” he said quietly, refusing to meet my eyes again.

“And they also have a child named Natalia who is already five years old. Sylus loves his child so much that he sends ten bodyguards to guard her at the kindergarten whenever he’s not around. I nodded my head, “I can’t imagine him being a good father to that child. I mean, he obviously killed a lot of people already. How can he even face his wife and his child without feeling so guilty? Or maybe his wife also knows about what he does aside from sabotaging other successful companies.” “His wife used to be the one managing his company, so he could focus on being a mafia boss. But then one day, while she was on her way home, the plane that she was riding crashed.”

He spoke with his voice dripping in sarcasm. “I didn’t see anything like that.” There was a tick in his jaw and his muscles clenched in annoyance. “Really? Where is your phone” Iris didn’t like the glee in his eyes but still pulled out the phone from the pocket of her sweatshirt. “Go to the browser and type in your name” He instructed and Iris silently followed his orders. She gasped when numerous articles poured out, all with admiration for Luca Rutherford’s stunning new bride. “Go on, open one and read” Luca urged and Iris obeyed. She read a lot of them until she realized why she had been asked to read them.