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Kiana asked confusingly. I frowned and looked at them while they were looking at me curiously. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, haven’t they read it yet? I sighed and silently handed them the folders I was holding. They took it and read it together. A few minutes later, their eyes also widened and they both looked at me in shock. "That man is already married?" They asked together. I leaned my back on the couch and nodded my head slowly. I pursed my lips while thinking that if that man already has a wife, who's the girl? And why is that man's information fully secured? What's his secret? What a pain in the ass situation!

"You're engaged?" Anna shook her head calmly. "I'm married." She kept her voice as calm as her expression was. She had decided to tell her, hadn't he? "What? Married?" "Yes, and to David Byrne." Suddenly, Jenny pounded on her desk. It wasn't anger but a reaction of surprise. She then got up from her chair and rushed to her. "How? I mean, when did you get married? And why wasn't there an invitation for that?" Anna smiled weakly in guilt. "It was complicated at first, so I wanted it to be a secret. But since I'm pregnant, there will be an announcement soon, and the world will know about me."

“…what he kept nasty secret to himself was the reason for Mr. Adams to do what he did: The secret marriage!” Curiosity hung in the air as the reporters leaned in, their eyes fixed on Kiara. She took a brief pause, allowing her words to sink in before continuing. Kiara maintained her composure, her voice clear and steady. “Mr. Viaan Adams did not enter into a marriage out of choice or deceit. There were unavoidable reasons that forced him into the marriage, and more uncontrollable circumstances compelled him to keep this information private. Hiding: It was not a matter of deception, but rather a matter of protection for Mr. Adams.”

And now, when my child and I were facing a life-or-death situation, he was holding another woman in his arms, telling me I was overreacting. He said I was his only wife, yet he refused to give me even a legal marriage certificate. He said I was the only one in his heart, yet when I needed him most, he chose to take care of another woman. He said he would give me everything, yet he let me become a joke, an unwed mother whose child had no legal standing. I laughed until tears streamed down my face. Enough. It was truly enough. I steadied myself and walked to the bedroom. I pulled out the forged miscarriage certificate I had prepared long ago and left it on the table.

While the lovely couple were busy enjoying their meal and chatting happily, the entire City C was in total chaos about the union of two stoic and strong-headed CEOs. It came as an extreme shock to the citizens. Their admirers were heart broken and devastated but they wished them well and blessed their relationship. The netizens were extremely active and comments kept flooding in "Feibai number one concubine": Awnnn my hubby is so romantic he looks so cute with that expression "Feifei's one and only wife: This proposal is so romantic and she is so pretty in that dress.

A man like that would never marry a woman without reason—let alone someone with no background, no connections, nothing to offer on paper. Marcus had looked into it before. They really had met only once, then registered their marriage the very next day. The speed of it was absurd—almost impossible to believe it wasn’t a transaction. And if it was a transaction, then whatever feelings existed between them had to be fragile, easily shattered by money. What he’d done today was risky. But high returns always came with high risk, and Marcus was willing to test it. Besides, Lydia’s involvement had handed him an unexpected advantage. Julian showing up at her house, the sight of the two of them holdi

“I can give you the east-coast land. On one condition.” “Register our marriage.” I blinked. “Does that mean our previous contract doesn’t count anymore?” He brushed his fingertips across my lips. “We are a de facto married couple. What’s mine is yours.” The small sting on my lip made me lick it without thinking. His eyes darkened instantly. I thought for a moment and shook my head. “I only want the land.” Money in my pocket belonged to me. Money locked inside a marriage did not. Especially not in a bizarre novel world like this one.

Kimberly Pov For three years, I lived as the hidden wife of the most powerful Alpha in the world. Until the day the news broke. *Alpha Vaelor Knight will be marrying his childhood sweetheart, Clara Dalton* I clutched the phone tight in my hand as I read the trending news headline. The news struck me like a slap across the face upon finding out my husband will be getting married soon. The comments on the post show clearly that I never existed in his world. To the world, my husband is getting married for the first time while I've been his secret wife for three years.

“Because I saw the way she looks at you, the way you look at her, and I was scared, scared that everything we’ve built means nothing to you. Scared that you’ll let her and Leon destroy your family’s company just because you can’t let go of the past.” Before he can respond, my phone buzzes, it was Sam with a news link. I click it and my blood runs cold. The front page story says “Ivanov Industries CEO Seen with Mystery Woman Marriage in Jeopardy.” The cropped, edited photos are there, with captions claiming our marriage is over and I’m holding the company hostage with false claims. “Oh my God,” I whisper, dropping my phone on the desk.

I shall encounter you within the interior space. She vanished into the hall while an unusual weight began to fill my chest. She was happy. She was marrying the man she loved. And yet… Is this wedding destined to endure? A whisper in the wind The thought slithered through my mind like a whisper in the wind. The beginning of this marriage faced instability due to a scandalous tape leak which revealed a famous billionaire CEO involved with a married woman. Is it possible for entities founded on secrecy and controversy to endure through time? I bit the inside of my cheek forcing the thoughts away.