Dumping My Ex To Flash Marry The Untouchable Ceo Novels & Stories

I stare at her for a moment, I really don’t, it’s been four days since the first story broke, the one that started this avalanche and four days of nonstop damage control, sleepless nights, and a reputation being dragged through the mud piece by piece, I don’t want to see anything else but this is work and ignoring it won’t make it disappear. “Show me,” I say finally. She hands me the tablet, and the video is already playing. “We have proof that, for selfish reasons, Mr. Derek Addams married Bella Abrahams to secure financial backing,” the entertainment news caster says smoothly, her tone laced with practiced neutrality. “The marriage, allegedly contractual, was meant to last four years, howe

I raise my hands in surrender, gulping. "I won't ask again" his grip tightens. My brows crease, my eyes screwed shut, how the hell am I supposed to speak when you're choking me?? "K-Kendrick?" I manage to call out but silence greets me. What have I gotten myself into? Marriage with a mentally unstable man? He'll kill me before five years is up. "I'm Elodie….your wife" The last of my sentence hangs in the air like a challenge. As if in shock, I feel his arm loosen and I inhale sharply while coughing, hot tears threatening to fall from my eyes.

Would that mean Sandra would abandon her mother’s treatment too? Her grip tightened around the cellphone in her hand—the one Kristoff had given her earlier before she left the hotel. The memory of their last conversation flashed vividly in her mind. FLASHBACK “What if I make you my fiancée instead?” Irene’s eyes widened at Kristoff’s unexpected words. “W-What?” “What’s the matter? Suddenly gone deaf?” Kristoff smirked, teasing her. “Let’s just say—I need someone to marry.” “No! I won’t marry a man I barely even know.” Irene quickly averted her gaze. She couldn’t bear to look at the strikingly handsome man before her. “Besides, I don’t love you…”

“That would be a very odd thing to want.” “It would be a very cruel one. Think about what the papers would say.” She counted on her fingers. “Billionaire husband arranges gala accident. Ballerina wife nearly killed. The Foundation ruined, the Ledger cancelled, and everything Julian has built in a year, burned.” “And me?” “You would be the tragic widow, or the foolish wife.” Her voice softened. “I am sorry. I am only telling you what it would look like.” I opened my eyes. In the swinging light, the faces of Imani and Marianne seemed carved from wax.

A young woman rushed inside carrying a tablet. She looked stressed. Very stressed. “Mr. Blackwood.” Ethan immediately switched back into business mode. “What happened?” “The board meeting has been moved forward.” She glanced nervously at Amelia. “And… the internet is going crazy.” Amelia sighed. Wonderful. The assistant handed Ethan the tablet. The screen was filled with headlines. Billionaire CEO Steals Nephew’s Bride Wedding Scandal Rocks Carter and Sullivan Families Who Is Amelia Carter? Thousands of comments flooded social media.

He looked at Lauren intensely and Lauren also met his gaze with hers that carried desperation. As minutes passed that seemed like hours, the man finally nodded coldly. “Then, Miss Sterling, let's go.” *** The signing of the certificate was smooth and fast without any suspense and as Lauren stood outside the registry with her certificate in her hand, she felt dreamy. “I’m married? Just like that?” she muttered, then her gaze turned complicated when she saw the name of the man. Alexander Ashford. Who doesn't know him? This was a name that resounded heavily in the country. The youngest master of the reputable Ashford family and the CEO of the multi-billion-dollar company, Ashford Empire.

I'd been spoiled and willful since I was a little girl. Whatever I wanted, I always got. When I was 17, I fell for a blue diamond at an auction. My father had the entire auction house shut down so I could take my time choosing. When I was 22, I fell for Marco Ferrante, the son nobody in the Ferrante family cared about. My father used every resource he had to secure Marco's place as heir to the Ferrante family. As agreed, Marco married me. But in two years of marriage, he never once touched me. Because there was always another woman in his heart. Three years earlier, she'd fallen seriously ill and gone abroad. She returned three years later, on the night of our wedding anniversary. I'd spent

"Totally fine. What is it?" "Oh no. We just want to make sure you're okay. Being dumped by a future husband when the wedding day is near, must be very painful. We are worried if you are mentally disturbed because of it." Amber's eyes spontaneously opened wide. "What do you mean? Who dumped me?” The employee suddenly spat out a little laugh. "Don't worry, Miss. There's no need to be ashamed. We all know about it. You are dumped by the new CEO." "Therefore, we want to give encouragement to you. There are still plenty of rich and handsome men you can attract.”

Carl said to Floral “I cannot be treated as a slut,” Floral said with a growing confidence “I sacrificed everything for this hell of a marriage, and you want to throw me out empty handed?” “What are you talking about Floral?” his dad asked “My father’s company is bankrupt; this marriage was out ticket to building back the company from crashing, why else would I get married to a ruthless man like you, who treats me like trash, why would I stay in a marriage when I know you do not love me? Why else would I pretend like I do not know that you are fucking your stupid personal accident?” Floral poured out in anger

He was working on it for last 3 months. "Just do it." he said and I called bhai and asked him about the deal. Bhai replied he lost the deal. I looked at Namit and he had an evil smirk on his face. "You are thinking right. He lost the deal because of me. So if you don't want to see your family on streets, get married to me." I was trapped now. Irony is , I will have to marry him to save my family who considers me worthless. ****** FLASHBACK ENDS