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“Every cent will be paid.” My breath caught. “But,” he added sharply, “this marriage must look real. Very real. You will attend events with me. You will smile beside me. You will act like my wife.” He stepped closer. “And you will never disgrace me in public,” he said firmly. I nodded slowly. Inside my head, everything was chaos. How did my life end up like this? My mother’s weak voice echoed in my mind. *Judy, please get married soon.* *I want to see my grandchildren.*

"All this just because I made you stand in the rain on New Year's Eve?" I cut her off, already tired of her spinning the narrative. "Stand in the rain? That's what you think this is about? Wow. You really do believe the world revolves around you, don't you? Who said I even wanted a kid with you? "We agreed before marriage that Ethan was going to be my only child. And don't pretend you didn't know how much I cared. You knew damn well. But you never trusted me. Never treated me like your husband. Not once did you talk to me like an equal. Even now, you act like you're still above me. Like all you have to do is snap your fingers and I'll come crawling back, just to play babysitter for free."

Appreciation Message First and foremost, I want to express my deepest gratitude to everyone who has been part of this journey while writing Married to the Heir. This novel is not just a story about love and betrayal, but one of strength, resilience, and growth. To my readers, thank you for your unwavering support and dedication. Your feedback, encouragement, and connection to the characters kept me inspired and motivated throughout this process. Your emotional investment in Sienna and Damien’s journey made every chapter more meaningful.

Falcon kissed her cheek. "I guess it's settled then," Theo sighed. DJ slammed the trunk shut. "Now if you've packed all your ghost-friendly shoes, then it's time for us to go." "Excuse me?" Falcon snapped. "My footwear is strictly high fashion. These are glitter-laced House of Delamort boots from their post-apocalyptic couture line." "Your boots are louder than a banshee with IBS," Cameron growled. "They'll get us all killed. Plus, I don't know where you think we are going that you think you’ll need a whole damn suitcase that’s probably packed with nonsense."

He looks at the team and smiles charmingly. "I'm just going to say it, I don't bite." Just that and the team laughed. "You men don't even have to worry because I won't be stealing any lady here. I'm married unless she says so." The team, together with the OMs was quick to make some noise and whisper but Jared had his eyes fixed on Rossie. It seems like he didn't tell the other teams that he is married. "Quite shocking but yes, I'm married." "But they say, even the married gets a divorce," Ria joked and most chuckled at it which made Rossie look away when Jared also did.

I didn't say a word. The judge struck his gavel and looked at me, his expression serious. "The defendant, Lena Reeves. The plaintiff, Adam Hargrove, has alleged a pattern of emotional neglect during the marriage. Based on the evidence presented, the court finds that you bear clear fault in this marriage. "Under the applicable statutes, unless the defense has new evidence to submit, the ruling will be that you leave this marriage with no share of the marital assets." Everyone in the courtroom who knew what I'd done was seething. The way they looked at me, they would have thrown the book at me if they could.

" She confessed. It made sense, things have been really tight for us lately. I was still mulling over the new information when Mandy collected my laptop from me, and hurriedly typed some words in. She waited for a while, chewing her thumb, and then dropped the system in front of me.. "Take a look." She urged. I raised my head, and squinted at the screen. * NOTICE!** MARRIAGE CONTRACT FOR FEMALES AVAILABLE.

Sebastian said and began to take his shirt off. “What are you doing?” Charlotte shrieked in horror. “I do not want to wear them as they are too small for me,” Sebastian answered and took off his t-shirt. This man is crazy! Charlotte screamed in her head. She didn’t expect Sebastian to take her words so seriously. “Put your shirt back on,” she ordered. “I didn’t mean what I said.” Sebastian grinned and put the shirt back on. “You know,” he started. “We are getting married which means you’ll be seeing me shirtless often and so, I suggest you get used to it.”