Flash Marriage With My Rich Husband Novels & Stories

“Complicated how?” He hesitates. “Emily. My secretary. She’s pregnant.” “How did that happen?” Ryan chuckles. “Is that a trick question?” “No. I’m asking how things progressed to that point.” Ryan rubs the back of his neck. “Julie—my wife—and I… we agreed to an open marriage. It was supposed to fix things, you know? She was distant, and I thought… maybe we needed something new. Something different. But the second I brought Emily home, Julie lost her mind. She went ballistic.”

Homewrecker! She turned to the crowd, her voice loud and clear. "This shameless woman tried to seduce my husband, the richest person, on my wedding day and ruin my marriage! For the grand finale of my wedding, we're giving everyone a live show—beating the homewrecker!" I struggled against the ropes but couldn't move. I could only plead with the people around me. "I'm the richest person! I'm the one married to Harold Jackson!" Before I could finish, Jasmine slapped me again.

If his penis hadn't raised its head to remind him, Roger would not have regained consciousness. Roger is famous as the rich billionaire of AL. He has made love to many women, but no one can make Roger feel as nostalgic as Aretha. Aretha was the first woman to make love to Roger and make him miss the feeling for three years. During those three short years, Roger made love to countless women, but none could give him as much satisfaction as Aretha. And now, Aretha once again appeared in front of Roger. He swore he wouldn't let Aretha run away again.

Casual. “You have a husband!” I hiss, taking a step forward. My voice is shaking, but the fury is stabilizing me. “You married Roman Vale six months ago. The hottest billionaire in the city. If you’re so desperate to fuck someone, why don’t you go screw your husband?” She exhales a cloud of smoke, her eyes glittering with cold malice.

I hung up and looked relaxed. I'll talk to Kerry tomorrow when they get to Richboro City. “There are other plans for tomorrow.” Kent said. I looked at him and nodded. “My family will be in Ridgeboro City tomorrow afternoon. I'm going to meet them after work.” I added a serious sentence: “Please keep our marriage a secret. I don't want my family to know.” I had offended the Harris family and married Kent for shelter. I didn't want my family to worry. Kent sat on the bed and asked, “What if I don't?”

"I want a wedding that is simple but looks elegant and doesn't need to be extravagant because it's just a waste of money, it's better if we save the money and buy a house or rent it, I don't mind" "Pray for me to get the capital soon to get married and I will make your dreams come true dear" flashback off actually she only has one dream, namely that I am loyal and honest with her, but I want my sweetheart to be happy living with me, because Lia was raised with the love of her parents and was spoiled, so as much as I could, I had to do whatever Lia wanted, lucky Lia didn't want much and didn't even eat select selectthat's what makes me feel at home with him. He's the son of a rich man, but he

“Fire them! How dare they!” Jerry sucks his teeth. “I am not firing anyone. This is on you!” “Come on now. How is she?” “Don’t ask me. Come home and see for yourself.” Something occurs to me. “Wait, did you say failed flash marriage?” “Yes, why?” I stroll down the hallway to the quiet staircase. “It didn't go as planned, but I signed the marriage certificate. Faith should have gone to register it, right?” Jerry bursts out laughing. “What’s so funny?”

I gave my opening speech before the consecutive flashes of the press, announcing the millonaria donation of twenty million dollars for the reforms of the slums. The applause exploded in noisy bursts in the side garden. Act followed, I formally presented Luke before the entire elite as my legitimate husband and Sigma partner. The entire gathering applauded live again, sealing our marriage before the country's eyes. The orchestra began to play immediately a highly soft music, inviting the board couples to the center of the gravel track. I walked firmly toward Luke, extending my right hand to him. "Do you concede this waltz to me, husband?" I interpellated him, my voice coming out in a flat thr

“It’s my fault too. I didn’t ask questions.” “And I didn’t make the effort to tell you things.” They both had their reasons for behaving the way they did, so she couldn’t blame him entirely. “Let’s stop now. I don’t want to be emotional anymore.” “I’m in love with you, Elizabeth Kaycee Channing. I can’t wait to marry you.” She gasped, her eyes widening as she looked up at him. “Why are you surprised?” he asked. “We’re already married.” “We didn’t have a ceremony. It was just signing papers, and you didn’t even know me.” He smirked as if remembering something.

"So… what’s the problem, then?" I set my glass down with a soft clink. "The problem is..." I paused, inhaling sharply. "I wasn’t the one he married." Sherry stilled. "What?" she whispered. I turned to face her fully, my expression unreadable. "Blaze is already married." Sherry’s mouth parted in shock. "Wait—what?" Then, to my irritation, her face lit up. "Oh my God, congratulations!" I stared at her, unamused. Sherry blinked. "Wait. You are married to him, right?"