Novel & Cerita Marry My Husband Chapter 30

Chapter 30 As soon as they finished the walk, they returned and went to the living room. She sat down, while he remained standing for a moment, watching her. "You went quiet," he said. She ran her hands over her own legs, as if gathering courage. "Can I tell you something?" He stepped closer. "You can tell me anything." She took a deep breath and said: "I almost got married." Silence. "Almost?" he asked calmly. She nodded. "He seemed perfect. Polite, stable, from a well-known family." A humorless smile appeared on her lips. "I thought it was love."

“Yes, that’s true. My husband used to work as a janitor. But … that doesn’t mean he can’t meet HC. Let’s just say luck is truly on our side. Through my husband, we can save this company, keep it running, and try to take it to the top.” Marry looked up at the ceiling of the room. She just wanted to prove that she was better than Angela. She didn’t have a single malicious intention toward that woman. However, it turned out she was still no match for her. Angela Jackson was truly out of her league. With a heavy heart, Marry rose from her chair and walked toward the exit. Before stepping out, she turned back toward Angela and said, “See you another time. I hope … at least I’ve accomplished somet

"Katherine, marry me." For a heartbeat, I thought I’d misheard. "Huh?" "Marry me," he repeated. His voice was calm now, almost tender, but underneath lay iron. "Be my wife for three months. If I fail to make you fall in love with me, I’ll let you go." I blinked at him, stunned. "What?"

So, Eric, I don't want you anymore. He shook his head frantically, panic written all over his face. "No, it's not like that. Gina, I was wrong. I'm sorry, I really am! I regret it so much. It was just a moment of impulse." He tried to reach for me, but Jonah blocked him. "Gina, please believe me. I know I messed up. I love you. I've always loved you. You're the one I want to marry." Tears welled up in Eric's eyes—the kind of tears that came with the crushing realization of losing me for good, a mix of regret and panic.

" He pushed her aside and pulled Katherine long with him. Amara stumbled a few steps and landed on the floor as she watched her husband take another woman upstairs and broke down into tears.

I countered, throwing the final and irresistible hook. “Lucia is waiting.” The silence between us was thick and heavy with unspoken terms. He looked past me with his gaze fixed on some unseen point in the distance, undoubtedly the image of Martha in the hospital. He took a slow, agonizing breath, swallowing his pride like bitter medicine. "Tell me what I have to do," he finally said. The relief was so immense, it nearly buckled my knees. I had won. I had my husband. "The wedding is in three days," I whispered, sealing the bargain. "And you move into my penthouse tonight."

Who happens to be my husband? I swallowed when realization hits me. Omayghad. I'm married to the Alpha! To be continued...

“You weren't there so the deal didn't go through. I warned you this meeting was crucial.” “What?” I was surprised. “Well, what happens now?” I asked. I didn't want to sound selfish, or leave him stranded. “They've given us a 30 days grace period to redeem ourselves.” He said, his tone curt. “Us?” I asked, confused. I definitely wasn't interested in spending one more minute with this arrogant man. “Yes, us. You’ll have to continue as my wife for 30 days.”

Eric was clearly using this knowledge to provoke me, but I wasn't easily manipulated, especially not with the joker card I had in hand. "I think you should go and be with your wife now," I said coldly. "Of course I am. Marrying you was the worst mistake I could have made. Now, I’m so happy with my new wife, the woman of my dreams, and the mother of my children. I was with you for three years and couldn’t give me a child. But with her, in just three months, I’m already going to be a father." "I think congratulations are in order," I said smoothly.