Romans & histoires Medical Genius Unspeakable Marriage Novel

I whispered, still trying to wrap my head around it. It all felt surreal—being married to someone I didn’t even know. I didn’t know his full name or his background. Jenna gasped. “You got married just like that? Are you serious? What if he’s…well, what if he’s dangerous or something?” I bit my lip. “He’s paying for my treatment. I don’t think he’s a bad person.” Dominic had already spent so much money on my surgery. If he wasn’t serious, why would he do that?

He walked toward me, and I backed up until my back hit the dresser. "I want an open marriage, Emilka," he said simply. I stared at him, stunned. "An open marriage? You mean you want permission to cheat? Or you want me to be okay with what you’re already doing.” "I'm doing this for us," he said, and the lie was so smooth it made me want to scream. "Look at what we've been through. The doctors. The hormones. The three failed IVFs. It’s been years of needles, crying, and disappointment. It turned our bedroom into a lab, Emil. I don't want to disturb you with my... needs anymore. I have a legacy to think about. I need a life that isn't just mourning a child that isn't coming."

Finally he set the mug down and shoved his hands in the pockets of his slacks. "I didn't tell you because I was embarrassed about the whole thing. Ashamed." Sarah lifted her eyebrows. "Ashamed? Embarrassed?" she repeated. "About what?" "That I'd been stupid enough to marry a brainless gold digger like Lacey Everhart." And wasn't that just the uncomfortable reality. For a man who thought he was so smart he'd been pretty fucking stupid. "I don't really have much of an excuse. I was beating myself up for walking out on you the way I did in New Orleans. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I couldn't stop dreaming about you every damn night. That one night was so incredible I couldn't get it out of my head."

Xavier glanced between Domenico and me, confusion written all over his face. "Marcelina, I'm not walking out and leaving you here with—" "Six." "—some psychopath who just threatened—" "Xavier," I cut in, my voice sharper now. "Go." For the first time since this started, he hesitated. Because something in my face must have told him this wasn't a joke. "Five," Domenico continued behind us, the calmness in his voice terrifying. "This is insane," Xavier said, running a frustrated hand through his hair. "If you wanted this—marriage, I could've given it to you,"

"What have you done?" I let out an awkward chuckle, scratching the back of my neck. "Uh… married him?" Genny turned to me slowly, deadpan. "You just secured a rare gem." Grace groaned, collapsing onto the couch. "Forget rare gem. That’s an entire freaking diamond mine!" I sighed. "Well, technically, he married me—" "Oh, girl, shut up," Genny interjected. “Okay, let’s all calm down!” Grace exclaims, guiding me to the sofa and handing me a glass of water. “So, what’s the plan here?”

The moment I spoke, the noisy ballroom folded into silence. Even the fury on Charlie's face froze. A hint of shock displaced the indignation in his eyes. Marrying a female CEO worth hundreds of millions would, after all, bring far more than five million dollars. "M-Maddie, do you mean it? Will you actually marry me?" he asked nervously, cautiously meeting my gaze like the devoted, wronged man he believed he was. Honestly, what an impressive performance. It was a shame he didn't pursue an acting career.

"Madam, sorry, you should read it." Beverley looked suspiciously at the man. She lowered her gaze and looked at the words, 'Special Rules for Unwanted Marriage by Mr. Oliver'. "…." Hell. This is hell!

Noah, on the other hand, had squandered his position as the Brookes' legitimate heir, indulging in a life of leisure with no responsibilities. At the café, soft, melodic music played in the background. Howard flashed me a smile. "Do you remember this song?" I nodded; it was my favorite piece from Argusia. He had waited in line for ages to get tickets to bring me to the concert. "You haven't changed a bit," he remarked. I laughed. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" "Still not planning to divorce?" I shook my head. "Divorce? That's impossible. I need this marriage to protect my assets worth over a hundred million."

Darwin fell silent, unable to refute what his wife had just said. Darwin admitted that among his business associates and colleagues, only Damian was willing to help Infinix Group when it was facing bankruptcy. So much money was invested by Damian's family. Even in the midst of Infinix Group's crisis, Damian agreed to marry his beloved daughter to Darwin because of his longstanding friendship with Magnus, Darwin's father-in-law. "You should be thankful that I agreed to marry a guy with such a low attitude like you! I've been quiet all this time, not because I'm afraid. But because I still respect you as my husband," Veronica continued, leaving Darwin at a loss for words once again.

"I'm absolutely certain, Attorney. First and foremost, who in their right mind would marry someone from their enemy's family? It's you. Who in their right mind is so proud of their wife but they never love each other? You again. And who, in their right mind, will hang three big wedding portraits in the building's lobby? It's you again. And who, in their right mind, will reserve a whole restaurant just because their wife doesn't want to be flaunted in public? It's you, Delton." I shook my head and looked at him with disappointment, "I didn't know I married someone who's intelligently insane." "Yes, Savvy. I made all of those. I am the only who can do all of those for you. And if you find them