Married To The Heartless Billionaire Mga Nobela at Kwento

A space of my own where I could create art freely, teach aspiring artists, and share my passion with hobbyists and students. It was the dream I’d clung to for years. But reality hit me hard. What kind of father would want to hear that his daughter got married just to settle debts? And not a real marriage—no, this was a contract marriage. I’d read enough books and seen enough stories to know how these things ended: In tears, drama, and regret. And then there was the man himself. Not just anyone—The Lucas Hawke. A man the media had painted as ruthless, cold, and just earlier, a potential psychopath.

But I know that it's already too late for me to regret everything that happened though. I am already married to the ruthless billionaire, and I could never change that fact anymore. Well, not unless I travel back in time, which is not very possible to happen. "Wow. Kier Henderson must be the luckiest person to have such handsome and rich son-in-law. Finally, huh? A big catch. Henderson Company won't surely be back in the mud ever again. Afterall, our bride here has the ruthless billionaire by their side." The lady added while chuckling, and I didn't like seeing her happy face as well as her voice. So so much that I badly want to make a scene here by pulling her hair and smash her head right

“Do you have any idea how I've been living the past three years?” “Other than lavish, how else?” Her eyes widened. “I know about the hundreds of thousands that get wired into your account every month. What could be better than that? Or have you saved up enough for a lifetime that you suddenly want to leave?” “It's not sudden. I've thought about it. Aldwin will never love me. He never has.” “Did you just come to your senses? What were you thinking when you agreed to marry a stranger? Before you signed those papers, did he in any way show you he loved you? Or were you just carried away by the famous billionaire and agreed without thinking?”

"You bet. That girl became even more arrogant when she became the owner of Don Facundo's former resort." "Oh, it came as no surprise to us that Don Facundo's resort would be Carmelita's; she's the old man's mistress, after all." Of course, it was said that the old man sold the resort to Carmelita before she left the country. But the truth is that it was a payment from the old man who told her to keep quiet and not spread the word that they were together. You know, Don Facundo's wife, Donya Marta, would also be hurt. The husband and wife are always fighting because of that girl."

Time seemed to stand still as they basked in the beauty of their love, reveling in the knowledge that they had found something rare and precious. As the night drew to a close, Daryl and Hillary held each other in a tender embrace, cherishing the intimacy and love that filled the room. "I wish I had found you earlier, Chelsea." Daryl said with a smile. "But you're still going to marry her when she comes back." Hillary exclaimed. "I'm marrying her on contract; I can pay her off for wasting her years. You know I'm a billionaire, right". Daryl said this and grinned, looking straight into Hillary's eyes.

As the payment processed, Karen’s phone buzzed. One new message. Henry: Did you just drop five grand at a mall in under 15 minutes? Karen smiled to herself. She texted back: Self-care. You said I needed balance, right? Three dots appeared then vanished. Then: Henry: Remind me to increase your limit. Karen laughed out loud. “He’s so dramatic,” she said to Mia. “Oh, babe. You’ve officially entered the Soft-Core Billionaire Wife era. Next stop: matching helicopters.” They exited the store, Karen’s heels clicking confidently against the tiled floor. Trisha was long gone, probably choking on the aftermath.

Oh, I'm fine Daddy", Kelly said, avoiding his gaze. "It's been a while. I and your mother have missed you so much.", he said and I looked at mom. She was looking at me with contempt but as soon as she saw my eyes looking at her she quickly faked a smile at me. "Yunno things has been really hard over here, I've been trying to reach out to you but I never had the chance to. Me and your mom have been extremely broke lately, I am so glad that you're here. Yunno you're married to a billionaire so you should help us with some, yunno, cash to take care of our needs. I need some money to clear some...", he was still talking when Kaylee walked in.

Everyone with their thoughts hidden beneath the surface of their mind. Olivia stood in the bedroom, surrounded by half-packed suitcases and a room filled with memories. She carefully folded a scarf and placed it into one of the suitcases, then wiped away a tear that dropped from her eyes. The impending end of their contract marriage had brought an array of mixed emotions, and Olivia couldn't help but feel a heavy sense of emptiness. She felt the pains of the billionaire but she doesn't want to be intertwined any further. All she wants to do was to maintain the last distance and leave in peace.

I could definitely work with that. Although things might get a little complicated if Dylan were to see me on TV, getting married to a renowned billionaire. He has a special kind of hate for billionaires and wealthy people in general, considering the fact that they are the major reason behind him being an orphan. Ever since I've known him, he'd grit his teeth and clench his fist in fury, whenever he sees any wealthy person on the TV or magazine. He just can't stand them. Seeing his girlfriend suddenly being married to a billionaire, would definitely hit him hard but would be better than being burnt to death by a notorious drug dealer though. I don't want to be burnt to death. I suddenly took

"I need you to know that what you're going to do isn't in anyway wrong. You need to understand just how horrible the man you're married to is first before you can make up your mind about what you want to do." "By horrible do you mean that there's more I don't know about him?" "Unfortunately yes, Scarlett," he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Your husband is just like any billionaire out there, ruthless, powerful and merciless. That's the reason why he made up that story about your dad and sold it to the press." "What?" I shouted, gaining attention from most people in the room, before they all went back to their businesses. "What did you just say?" I asked again, this time making sur