Novel & Cerita Fake Wife

"You decide the amount. Whatever it is, I’ll give it. We’ll get married in another country where divorce is legal, then after a year or dalawa, we divorce. You’re single again. You won't even have to do anything, just be married to me." I opened my eyes and glared at him. "What do you mean 'no work'? You said you want to show them they aren't a loss. That means I have to act like your wife. Are you thinking at all? I am a Political Science graduate, and my job is going to be your fake wife? Excuse me? What do you think of me? What do you think of women in general?" I asked, my voice dripping with irritation. Duh, I didn't study for years and write countless es

The expectations she had for so many years finally began to approach step by step. Alex returned to the suite and called Rick in the room beside him. "Check Yosie's WeChat Moments overseas. Did she really know a man from R City?" Rick was stunned and immediately began to investigate Yosie's life when she was studying abroad. Gina did not hesitate to use fake pregnancy to deceive him in order to marry him. Alex did not have any trust in the women of Horfoud family now. As a married man and in addition to his relationship with Jessie, Alex also became sensitive in terms of feelings.

I hate competition. Second, I can pay a single mother— maybe even two— to show up at the wedding, claiming Jason was once married to them. A scandal like that would force the court to stop the wedding immediately. Sounds stupid? Maybe. But with the right amount of money, I can make it look real. Fake DNA tests, bribed court officials— I can make anything happen. I know people who can forge documents so well that even the government won’t question them. One signature here, a few fake birth certificates there, and Jason will look like the biggest liar in the world. Emma will never trust him again.

"But I don't even know her, and as I said, I don't get paid for that kind of thing." "Oh, yes, you know her very well," he smiles. "How? Who is she?" "You," he responds casually. My eyebrows raise in surprise. "You, Miss Turner, will be my fake girlfriend." Just when I thought I had fought off my nerves, they return, this time more violently. I tense up and sigh shakily, unable to ask the question I wanted to ask. Is he playing a joke on me?

she explained and I nodded my head in relief. The lady didn't say anything else, she adjusted back into her seat and I took my eyes out of the window. “I am going to act like Julianne Crawford, I am going to loot from the Crawford. They have so much and wouldn't notice if anything goes missing. I am now a multi-billionaire’s daughter-in-law and I'm going to act as one. I am no longer Quiva Jones a pickpocket, but Julianne Crawford.” Chuckling at my thought, I rested my head on the backrest and closed my eyes, inhaling the cool breeze.

" No, you have teased us a lot... You even proposed my wife.... " " But that was your fault... You should have told us that she was your wife... You said she was just a family friend. " I said looking at Maurvi. She looked a bit uncomfortable. Oh God, how would she feel about it... Earlier we were just faking it but now... I have to talk to her.

“The marriage… it’s a scam. Will and I are just friends. We got married because it was the only way he could get custody of Frida.” Silence envelops the table, and I can see the wheels turning in their heads. Just as I finish speaking, Will’s phone buzzes, and he glances at the screen. “Excuse me, I need to take this… so sorry,” he says, his expression shifting to one of concern. He stands and walks out onto the deck, leaving me alone with my family. “Wow, Kiera,” Mia starts, her voice low. “I totally get wanting to help him, but a fake marriage? You know how sensitive you are… This could end badly.”

My blood slowly went cold. If I hadn't seen her with my own eyes, I might've actually believed him. I might've thought he saw the electronic wedding invitation I posted online and finally realized his mistake. I simply answered, "Okay." After hanging up, someone sent me a screenshot from Easton's group chat with his friends. He had shared my wedding invitation with them. "Look at this! Wanda is trying to force me into marriage now!" One of his friends replied immediately, "She didn't even put a photo in the invitation. If she's going to fake it, she could've at least done it properly."

" Hostility? It's a waste to have hostility towards you. An Aunt who stole her niece's money to pay for her plastic surgery and a mother who hid her identity letting her daughter die just to get rid of her! Veronica Or should I call -" "What are you talking about? I... I didn't do anything." her body trembles violently with shock as she never thought that he would know about it. Vasquez laughs sarcastically before standing up. His hands reach her shoulders. Having a devilish grin, he squeezes her shoulders vigorously. " Sabrina McKinney, 45 years old woman, I can't believe that my fake, contracted wife is an old lady who can be as old as my mother. How did you do that?"

As I was rummaging through the trash for leftovers, my wife, who had died three years ago, suddenly showed up. She stepped out of the Voyce and looked down at me from above. “Honey, you really did pass my test.” I was holding some moldy stale bread. I stared at her in bewilderment. It turned out that three years ago, at a class reunion, the school heartthrob she had once dated had suggested it. “I wanted to see if your love is real.”