Married By Mistake Novel Madeline Crawford Novels & Stories

A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE (A Contract Marriage) EPISODE THIRTY FIVE THEME: Good enough CONNECTICUT, UNITED OF AMERICA Christopher Crawford has never felt anxious in his entire life before, not even when he had been bidding for his first million dollar contract. He hoped badly that the day would go well without a hitch and if it doesn’t then he was ready to start sourcing for another woman to be his fake wife although he doubted if the plan would work this time around.

"Yes. She's been like family to us for years, since the girls were teenagers. She spent holidays here, birthdays, everything. We love her very much." James leaned forward a little. "But she's not blood." I rubbed my hand over my mouth, trying to take it in. "Okay. Then... the wedding. How did that happen?" They looked at each other again, and Clarissa took a breath. "Madelyn was married before," she said. "To Christopher. They divorced the same day Ava was supposed to marry you." I felt my eyes widen a little. "The same day?"

She chuckled. If she can't have him, then that lowlife won't, either. She couldn't get married to him but she wasn't going to let their marriage last long. No one was allowed to have him apart from her. He was hers. The lowlife better enjoy her marriage to him while it lasts because it isn't going to last long. Evelyn picked her bag and walked out of the room and house. It wasn't over yet. Her return was coming. ………… Meanwhile, Madeline came down from the cab and started walking towards the gate of the ‘Madevial restaurant’ when she heard the cab driver calling at her and asking for his pay. She quickly turned and walked back to him.

he said softly, “we’ll face everything together, always. No mistakes, no regrets—just us.” Elara smiled, tears of relief and joy brimming in her eyes. “Always us.” The mansion no longer felt heavy or threatening. Outside, the city bustled on, unaware of the storms that had passed inside its walls. But within, love had triumphed—proving that even in a life that began with a mistake, a true union could be found. As they walked hand in hand through the garden, the morning sun glinting off the fountain, Elara finally believed it: the marriage that had started as an error had become her greatest blessing.

A reckless, emotional decision made in the heat of anger and heartbreak. Her phone buzzed on the bedside table. Madeline froze like she was just caught doing something she shouldn't for a second before reaching for it. Notifications flooded the screen. Messages. Missed calls. Headlines. She hesitated… then opened one. “Max Richard’s Ex-Wife Engaged to Business Rival Overnight.” Another. “Scandal or Strategy? Madeline Booker Moves On Fast.” Her chest tightened. So this was what she had signed up for. Not just a fake engagement.

I had stopped breathing for the count of fourth grade. "Fourth. Your father knows about Pinnacle. He's known since 2021. Cosima knows. Margaret Tang knows. Your mother knows. Bea knows. Theron knows. Marisol doesn't know. You didn't know. That is my fault. I should have told you the night you signed. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would think I had married you to finish the dismantling. I hadn't. I'd been dismantling Carter for two years before there was any plan of marrying you. The wedding swap was a gift. The dismantling was already in motion."

The scraps of paper drifted through the air before settling at Wesley's polished shoes. Everyone froze. I brushed the paper scraps from my hands. "Madelyn can have the position. And I'm not marrying him either." Wesley's face turned ashen, the veins in his forehead bulging. "Savannah! Have you lost your mind? If you break off our engagement, who in Willowville would ever marry you?" My mother was trembling with rage. Pointing toward the door, she shouted, "Get out! Just get out! From this day on, I'll pretend I never gave birth to you!"

An uncle recounted stories from university. Two cousins debated music playlists. Someone insisted the weather forecast promised sunshine. Someone else disagreed. Nora slipped quietly into an empty chair. Unfortunately, the only vacant seat was directly across from Celine. Their eyes met for the briefest moment. Celine offered a polite smile. The kind anyone would give a future sister-in-law. Nora returned it. No one noticed how carefully both women avoided letting the moment linger. Aaliyah reached across the table and intertwined her fingers with Celine's as she laughed about something the wedding planner had said earlier.

She had to save her own mother. ★★★★★ A couple of moments later, Sloane arrived at the City Hall to meet the stranger she was supposed to get married to. After she got out of the car, she realised she had made a really terrible mistake. She had forgotten to at least get a good description of the person she was there to meet. Well, there was no cause for alarm. Whoever the dude was, he would approach her. Many minutes passed and there was no sign of anyone coming to her yet. She could see a man standing many feet away from her. He was alone, but looked like a construction worker. There was no way it was him.