Fake Marriage By Karrin Novels & Stories

"You're disgusting! Get out of my way!" He hadn't expected me to curse him out, and his face darkened instantly. Without hesitation, I shoved him aside, took Jordan's hand, and headed straight out. Livio froze, staring as we walked away. Then he exploded. "Diane Ward, this is pathetic! You really think faking a marriage will force my hand?" "Fake marriage?" I snorted. "Whatever you say." His lips pressed into a thin line. "This has gone far enough! It was just a dumb bet. Do you have to make a fool of yourself like this?"

he blurted out of nowhere. “Are you seriously kidding me right now?” He smirked. “Of course not. I am serious. Let’s get married. Let’s make this whole thing real. We were supposed to get married anyway. Remember, we are still engaged.” “Oh my gosh, you still remember that fake engagement?” “That engagement brings us closer together, thanks to your dad.” “I wonder how dad would react if he knew about our relationship.”

The apartment was full of books, art, music—signs of a complex personality at odds with Jane's description. "People can surprise you," she echoed his words from the night before. "Indeed they can." Something shifted in his expression—a crack in the cold facade. "For instance, I was surprised to discover my arranged bride had sent an imposter in her place. Almost as surprised as when I learned why." "Why what?" "Why Jane couldn't face me herself." His knuckles whitened around his wine glass. "Tell me, did she mention Marcus Kane when she convinced you to take her place?"

“Tell people we’re still together and the photos were manipulated. Fake.” Estelle pulled back and wiped her face roughly. “But Karl…Harrison somehow knows the marriage is fake. He came here and I sent him away, but he said he knew. Before he left, he said it.” I frowned, turning that over. “We’ll think about the details later,” I said slowly. “But I have a proposition. I’ll get photographed with some woman—someone I’ll arrange, doesn’t matter who—and we leak it, dated before the Harrison photos. So people think we were both unfaithful. Then we separate publicly, amicably. No villain, no victim. Just two people who made mistakes.”

" Caroline opened her mouth hesitantly. She still couldn't believe Kirk's words. "S-sir, I still find this entire situation ridiculous. Why did you let Kirk register the marriage on your behalf? Was it really because you both have the same surname?" "Yes." Eddy's second uncle chuckled on the phone. "The best way to make a believable fake wedding certificate is to use the real thing. "I asked Kirk to register the marriage on my behalf because I didn't want Daphne to take away half of my property. I hope you can understand." Caroline was silent. After a while, she asked again, "Then why didn't he tell me this?"

I pinched it on the side so it wobbled funny. Later, Emily Moreno came out of a door. The girl is our batch mate, but I'm not that close. Because this is one of my rivals with Zedrick who is still dead to my wife. "Oh, hi everyone! The one I've been waiting for is here!” It approached Zedrick and kissed. "Long time no see, Zedrick. You look even more beautiful now." Zedrick smiled. "Thanks. By the way, you're here," replied my husband who was still looking at the chest of the person in front of him because he was almost spitting on the shirt he was wearing as he forgot to wear a bra.

Kate's POV "Oh, yes. Max! Harder! That's right!" I froze in my steps when I heard a very familiar voice moaning Maxwell's name. Maxwell was my fiance, the one with whom I was getting married today. "Ahh!" Heart pounding, I walked in the direction of the moans as they became louder and more passionate. They led me to the door of a room. The one that should have been ours for the night. Gently, I opened the door and my eyes almost popped out of their socket. On the same bed we were supposed to consummate our wedding night, my husband to be was fucking my cousin sister passionately!

Their eye color was the least of my problems. “I swear I’ll step on you, girl!” “Come try, handsome!” I winked. Yes, I was testing his patience. And yes — completely on purpose. But he was asking for it. Every time the truth slammed into my head again, I exhaled sharply. Darian wasn’t my husband. Well — he wasn’t the Darian I thought he was. I might have been screaming “Darian” under him while really sleeping with some guy named Kevin. That truth alone could suffocate a person. I hadn’t just been conned financially — my body had been touched by a fraud. Even my stupid heart had been given to a Darian who didn’t exist.

“Say that again. Aspen, why did you marry him?” I laughed from the irony. “You promised to marry me for 99 times over these past few months, but you have escaped every single one of them. “The first time, you abandoned me at the beach in my wedding dress for two days without caring about me. “The second time, you switched places with a homeless man. Everyone was throwing their wine at me as they laughed at me. “The third time, someone cut my wedding dress and shared revealing photos of me all over the internet!” I listed out all the times I was stood up and humiliated.

"Miss Sierra, hello. I heard from Miss Carter that you've agreed to the marriage. I'm calling to inform you that the wedding will be held as soon as possible. Are you okay with that?" Kara suddenly recalled that she had agreed to Marilyn's request. She forced a smile. "I'm fine with that. But there's something I'd like to ask you for help with." "I'm at your service." "I don't want a wedding gift worth billions or a villa. Instead, I'd like you to help me fake an accident. On the day I head to Solaria, I plan to take the Odyssey Cruise. Could you fabricate news that I accidentally fell overboard?"