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I didn’t dare talk about my own problem, I couldn’t and I wasn’t sure I wanted to tell Baron either. Mari lifted her head suddenly, her eyes gleaming, “I have an idea!” “What?” Both of us asked together. “A fake fiancé! I need a fake fiancé!” she looked at Baron and narrowed her eyes, “And you will do Baron! In fact, you’d be a great fit! So what do you say? Will you marry me?”

He proudly exclaimed. “We had just met; and I do not think this date will do, we haven’t even gotten our food yet and you are already speaking as if you own me.” Her distorted angry face and been a giveaway of how much she approved of him, but for some reason Archie, or should I say Ellen Mule couldn’t take a hint. “Because I do, no other man would marry a woman full of flaws like you, I am doing you a favor.” “Sir please stop with your delusions, and please let your poor brother rest peacefully by stopping catfishing girls using his pictures.”

She needs a man. The best person is to have $150,000 left over to share. Carina Scodelario stared at the small bonfire she burned herself in the middle of her living room floor and wondered if she had completely lost her mind. The piece of paper in her hand contained all the qualities she dreamed her soulmate would have. Loyalty. Intelligence. Sense of humor. A strong sense of family and love for animals. And a solid income. Most of her ingredients are being boiled. A hair from a family member – her brother is still angry. A combination of aromatic herbs – will probably give him a gentle personality. And a small bar for... uhm, she hoped it wouldn't deliver what she feared.

After returning from the matchmaker's house and entering the house, my sister, Flora Leeman, rushed to say, "Mom, I want to marry Logan Zigger, who's a farmer!" My adopted mother, Elaine Lucas, was shocked when her face went pale, and she cried out at Flora. I was there, and Elaine couldn't say it outright, but from her squinting and frowning, I figured she wasn't keen on Flora choosing Logan.

Of course, that left Grace devastated. "How much money do you need?" Noah asked. "Five hundred million," Grace replied. "Only such a small amount of money, but you didn't get a loan from anywhere?" Noah seemed to mock, saying, "I'll send it to your account right away, but after we get the official marriage certificate." "If you're saying it's only a small amount of money, why don't you just let me pay off my debt without doing this marriage? You know very well that we can't get married, right?" Grace tried to negotiate.

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“ What exactly do you have in that manipulative mind of yours?" I exhale deeply, secretly glad he didn't react rashly or get angry with me. Taking a deep breath, I try to collect my thoughts together. “ Well" I begin. “ I-i was just thinking we could- you know- pretend” Demetrius raises a skeptical eyebrow. This time, his tone is mildly laced with a hint of interest. " Pretend?” He echoes. " Pretend for what, exactly?” “ We-we could pretend to be married without any contract marriage" I say, my voice shaking slightly. “ You know...just for appearance's sake. You are a social face and it would be kind of sudden and surprising for the world to see that you are married"

Someone who was ready to marry me just because some bad guy was marrying me, even after all that shit happened and he suffered because of my mistakes. God, I just don’t wanna hurt him anymore. I hope this marriage results in his happiness. ------- Author’s Note Hey guys. Follow me on I*******m due to six major benefits: Important announcements, so you don’t have to wait when you know that what is going on right now. You can join the discord group by the link in my bio of I*******m account to connect with other readers that share similar interests. I conduct poles and you can ask from my older readers: your opinion matters.

[Are you still going to marry me tomorrow?] Rosalyn glanced at Julia, who was sound asleep, when she received the text late at night. She then replied: [Here's my address—come pick me and my grandmother up tomorrow. Just don't come if you change your mind.] [See you tomorrow, my bride!] Just seeing the reply left Rosalyn with swelling bitterness inside. She would be a bride soon too, but her groom was an internet friend whom she had never met.

Avan said quickly, panic flickering in his eyes. “How about this—we hold a small celebration first, then register the marriage after everything with the company is settled. I’ll give you the wedding you’ve always dreamed of, I promise.” “Let’s not meet again,” Laura cut him off, rising to open the door. She once dreamed of the day he’d propose, but now she realized he never intended to marry her. Chris’s impulsive marriage offer, even if meant to spite her, made her heart skip in a way Avan never did. She blinked back tears.