Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger Novels & Stories

"Daisy, it's clear your husband is a broke loser who forced you into marriage so he could use you as his ticket to wealth." A murmur spread through the employees gathered around. I stepped forward, standing beside Liam and his Oldsmobile. "Trey, can you stop this already? Stop interfering in our marriage. You made your choice, and so did I." I walked up to him, lowering my voice so only he could hear. "You think my husband is a gold digger?" I whispered. "You are the real gold digger. The moment I gained power and money, you came crawling back." Trey’s jaw tightened. He grabbed my arm, but Liam yanked his hand away.

I muttered. After all, I don't want this, never would I want this, it would be a huge relief for me if Mr.Chancy decides to call of the contract right here and now. Stella glared at me "she's probably a gold digger who wants to marry you because of your money." I took a deep sigh, I knew it all along, everyone was definitely going to say that. But on a second thought, I am actually a gold digger, getting married to an old man because of money, I couldn't justify my actions, no matter what my reasons are I know so well that marriage should be on the basis of love and not money.

I felt like he had slapped me. "Let us be very clear, Miss," he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous, low hiss. "This marriage is just on paper.. It is a contract for two years. If you are already trying to settle in as a wife, if you are trying to play the part of a loving woman to get closer to me, stop. I do not date, and I certainly do not marry gold diggers." "I am not a gold digger!" I snapped. My pride finally found its voice. "I am here because you trapped me! I am here to save my father's life, and nothing more!"

I blinked my eyes rapidly, and he sighed. "I know this is so sudden, and it doesn't make sense, but it's what I want. Can you give us a chance, please?" This was like a dream come true for me as it has always been what I ever wanted. Getting married into a real wealthy family has always been my dream, regardless of how I feel about the man. You can call me a gold digger, I wouldn't mind. Besides, that is who I have always been. What would you call someone that loves money so much more than herself, and would even do the unthinkable because of money? I am a gold digger.

“The problem was, you were so fucking shy that I thought you were never going to act on it. I was very prepared to make the first move but then you finally grew some balls and invited me to watch a movie. I didn’t hesitate to agree. When you invited me on a second, third and subsequent date, I never turned you down. I was having the time of my life with you. The plan was to stay with you until I got bored or some other rich dude showed interest in me; whichever one came first. Everything got complicated when you decided to bring me home to visit your mother and stepfather.” She pretended to carefully study one of the pictures on Felix’s desk. “It turned out that I wasn’t the fantastic actres

“I don’t want any bad comments that will be heard that my son only married his secretary. People will talk badly about you, that you just seduced my son for his money. They could even label you as a gold digger! Do you want that?” I scoffed without humor, could not believe that I am hearing all of this bullshit. To contain my anger, I stayed my both hands that are now clenching into fists

I looked at him stunned with eyes filled with emotion for this unworthy being at it's brim, I know he don't deserve my tears, but his taunts and statements never miss out on bruising my heart, He is calling me a gold digger. "Seriously, you are calling me a gold digger. If I would have been a percent interested in riches, all this glamour and money, I would have tried to sneak all this from you, after all I am legally your wife and is legal partner in your wealth. I could have dragged you to the court for doing the second marriage and spoiling my life."

" I screamed. I didn't believe it when she said she will marry him. I thought she would suck the money until she can and leave him. But marrying him, she is serious. "Why are you screaming? Finish your work and get ready. I need to get ready for my special night. I wonder what kind of diamonds he will gift me today!" She daydreams again. This a perfect definition of gold-diggers. Now I feel pity for the guy who is going to marry this fake woman, my mother. But I also felt relieved thinking, those guys who were on the line next to him, have survived bankruptcy. At evening... She put makeup on my face since I don't have any cosmetics. My Mom's dialogue, ” You should keep your skin clean. There

I was surprised that he didn’t walk out to answer his phone all but beside me. “What?” I heard Gavin said. He put the phone on loud speak as if he wanted me to hear his conversation with whoever it was that was calling. “There is an article about your wife and it’s a lot messy than it should be.” A man said on the phone making me wonder if I was the one he was referring to or if Gavin had another wife. “What’s the article about?” Gavin inquired. “She’s been called a gold digger. There is an article surrounding her marriage to Mr Cole Lambart and her and how he took her from the gutter, gave her everything that she deserved in this life, and made her a woman of status only for her to betray h

It only made the storm inside me worse,. “You think I don’t see through you?” I spat, the words sharp and practised. I needed to remind myself who she was. “Marrying me was just your ticket. Admit it. You got what you wanted: my name and my money. Isn’t that what gold diggers dream of?” I watched for the flinch,. I wanted to see her crumble under the weight of the truth,. Instead, she straightened her spine, her expression shifting from exhaustion to a cold, trembling fury,.