Flash Marriage With My Fiance's Rival นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Mirelle, where'd you get the cash for that fancy dress? Don't tell me you're doing shady stuff behind my back. And you wore that gown just to piss off Ceryn, didn't you? "I told you to stay away from my fiancée! You're planning some fake wedding just to trap me, right? "Newsflash—I'm never marrying you, no matter what stunt you pull! I'd been floating after my chat with Quentin. Shane killed the vibe. I snapped. "Shane Fuchner, this is the last time I'm saying it—I'm not marrying you!" Didn't matter. No matter how many times I said it, he just wouldn't get it.

I don’t know how we would make it work, how we would live together but I swear if you give me another chance…” He pulled back and held my face, staring into my eyes. Oh my god, Fletcher is still in love with me! Fletcher just spent nearly half a million dollars to save me and my fiance … who was in the next room, arranging our wedding that was going to happen in the next hour. Fuck … fuck fuck. The door opened and I turned to see all three guys come in. I raised my hand, indicating for them to stop. “Can you guys give us a little bit, please?” Javi looked at me with a death stare and I knew seeing me in another man’s arms was making his blood boil.

Cade declared. The room went dead silent for a heartbeat. Then, the sound of a hundred camera flashes going off at once blinded me. The room erupted into noise. People were shouting, clapping, and whispering frantically. Fiancée. The word rang in my ears like a bell. We hadn't talked about this. This wasn't in the "alliance" deal. We were supposed to be partners. We were supposed to be using each other. But a fiancée? That was a public claim. That was a wedding. That was a lifetime.

" My heart sank to the floor as I shook my head with denial, it couldn't be...there was no way that... I took one unsteady step after another until I reached the open door. They had not even bothered to close it properly. There was my fiance and sister humping each other like wild rabbits. My heart shattered into uncountable pieces, how could they?and just a few weeks to the wedding. How long had they been sleeping together behind my back and pretending to hate each other in front of me? I felt so humiliated and embarrassed, how could they do this to me? They had to pay both of them. So I took my phone and then I began to take pictures of them but the mistake that I made was that I had not t

She couldn’t understand how such a coincidence had happened. When she had heard that he was back, she hadn’t expected that their first meeting would turn out like this, but instead of the happiness of meeting an acquaintance, Lauren felt panic, not for her, but for her friend. She knew how Sandra felt about this man and knew that she had only been acting strong. Lauren had secretly hoped that the news that he was back was fake but it turned out to be true and she had met him, and worse still, he is a close friend of her husband!

My step mother is fully glammed up and in a matching dress with her daughter. When I walk in, I open my mouth to speak but before I can speak, my father slaps me so hard across my face. The sound cracks through the room. Pain explodes across my face. My head snaps to the side. My ears ring. “Where have you been?” he shouts. “Do you have no shame? You cheat on your fiance two days before your wedding then you show up late today of all days and keeping everyone waiting. How stupid can you be?” I swallow, forcing my voice out. “I didn't do anything. I’m not getting married to him—”

My best friend, Martha, was standing on the couch, waving the contract like a victory flag, while her younger brother, Zach, tried to grab it from her. “Martha!” Zach yelled. “It’s mine! I found it first!” “You mean I found it in your room!” Martha shot back, sticking out her tongue. “And besides, what do you even want with Anita’s mate contract? It’s not like it’s your business!” “It’s definitely my business!” Zach argued, jumping to snatch the contract. “I need to see what kind of guy my sister ended up with!” “Zach! Martha!” I shouted, my voice cutting through their argument.

"Oh, you're getting married? Where's this guy? Bring him out so we can all see. If he's real, I'll give you a nice wedding gift—consider it a thank you for finally leaving me alone." "Yeah, same here! A big celebration like this calls for fireworks, right?" Seeing their confident expressions, I let out a cold laugh and reached for my phone.

“It was great. So you know how I was telling you about that reporter who kept following me around, asking if the rumors about our engagement were true?” I sighed. “Yeah. What about her?” “She just published an article saying we’re not really engaged, that it’s just a rumor.” I didn’t know what the point of this was, but… “Okay?” I replied, trying not to sound as uninterested as I felt. “Okay??? We’re literally getting married soon. Doesn’t the world deserve to know?” I rubbed my forehead harder. My other hand reached for the painkillers in the glove box, and I swallowed a few. The migraines kept coming back every few hours, and Vanessa only made them worse.

Even though the scandal from the engagement party had already spread throughout the elite community, and everyone thought of me as a joke, only the Manning family bothered to understand what I was really going through. Or, rather, Cheryl Manning did. I sighed and said, "Dad, I'm not a kid anymore. I know what it means to form a marriage alliance with someone. And I'm doing it willingly." Cheryl was different from Monique, whom I'd grown up with for practically all my life. She had fallen in love with me at first sight in college and began pursuing me relentlessly. However, back then, I was so focused on Monique that I didn't care about her at all.