Five Years Married To Mr Bradford Novels & Stories

"I was afraid of losing you! I was terrified you'd choose her over me! Can't you understand that?" Bradley's face twisted with rage and betrayal, every muscle taut. "You lied to me for five whole years!" he shouted, his voice hoarse and ragged. "Five years of deception! Five years of manipulation!" His grip tightened momentarily before he shoved her away violently, rejecting her with the same force she'd used to destroy his marriage. "Your lies tore me and Eva apart," he snarled, the words venomous. "You ruined everything! My marriage! My wife! My life!"

The lady looked up from her monitor, chewed her gum slowly, and repeated it without a shred of humor. “Congratulations, Mrs. Knight. It’s official.” No. No no no. “Knight?” I echoed, looking at the paper in her hand. She slid it toward me. Marriage Certificate. Arielle Marie Brooks… and… Xavier Luca Knight. My throat went dry. “I—I was just here to sign some school sponsorship forms for my aunt,” I stammered, already backing away. “This is a mistake. I didn't marry anyone. I didn't even see anyone!”

CHAPTER 1 “Did you ever, even for one moment, think you could love me?” Mercy asked softly, her voice full of hope as she looked at Bradley’s hard and serious face. “Don’t make me laugh, Mercy. Everything between us was only for pleasure and business.” With a sad heart, she signed the divorce papers, still holding a small hope that one day she would meet a man who would truly love her and see how special she was. Mercy On a quiet night at Serenity Pines Estate, the place I have lived in for three years, the small click of the door told me my husband had arrived. My husband is Bradley Cornell, who is competing to become the president of Luminary Productions, a big entertainment company.

"Do I look like some sort of lowly pushover to you, Jeffrey Pearson? Did you really think that I would still marry her after what happened?" He hurriedly shook his head. "No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that, Mr. Bradford. Please don't hold it against me. This wench certainly doesn't deserve you at all!" "Since the engagement is now off, that also means that all of the resources that the Bradfords have given to the Persons must also be withdrawn."

"But Arthur and I are married… We have Tessa… How could he ever lie to me?" Lauren took the marriage certificate and wedding photo back from me. Without any expression, she replied, "Why would Arthur tell you? If you had known, would you still take care of his bedridden mother? Look closely. Arthur and I got married five years ago. Our son is already three." A cold shiver ran through me, as though I'd fallen into a freezer. Back then, Arthur and I had agreed we'd get married after college. But that same year, Paula had a stroke and became paralyzed. Arthur got a job at a big company.

I didn’t want drama. “Interesting.” I said. “Well, we should get back to the party.” Brad gave my waist another tug before hauling me away from his lover. “Is marketing consultant the new term for mistress?” Brad laughed softly. “Jealous?” “I have no reason to be jealous. I don’t care what you do.” “That doesn’t give you leeway to sleep with whoever you want.” His expression went dark. “I understood you fine the first time.” “Good, then we’ll have a peaceful marriage.”

he chided and l poked his chest . "Hey! That hurts! "He winced and l smirked, existing the bathroom "You are just too difficult, you know? "He muttered, painfully. "I'm not a maths equation or something "l replied, sternly "Let's get downstairs, they might be looking for us "he arranted and l sighed. We walked downstairs together "You guys came at the right time "Mom chipped in and l rolled my eyes and settled down "We've made a decision; your wedding will be in two weeks "

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she insulted him, not backing out from his glare. "When I said no, IT'S NO. I don't like sharing my property. I own you, remember?" he madly mentioned, and gripped her neck to threaten her. "Then, five months it is," she bravely said, and pushed him to remove his hand on her neck which surprised him. "Take it or leave it. I am going to be your wife for five months and no more than that. You want fidelity? Fine. I am expecting you to do the same to me or this marriage is over. Alright?" she announced with authority in her voice, and opened the door behind her back and left him with no choice.

"From the beginning of their relationship, Ashton knew that Mrs. Miranda was seriously ill. He married her because he knew she didn’t have long to live. Right after the wedding, within weeks, Mrs. Miranda was hospitalized." "See, I was right," Nita nodded again. "And it wouldn’t be possible to have a relationship in the hospital." "Oh my gosh..." Rinda murmured. "Alice is so lucky. Even if she dates a widower, he's still technically a bachelor." The three of them laughed, gossiping about their boss without guilt.