My Multiple Identities Revealed After Marrying The Bigshot 소설 & 이야기

Tricia neared Emily whose face still contoured in confusion at Tricia's reaction. "Emily you got married to a billionaire. In fact, he owns the major companies spread all round Asia and he is also the owner of INC CORP" INC CORP was one of the biggest producing company in the city. Business men were dying to invest with them. "You should be happy. Didn't you see the reaction at the restaurant the other day when he came. Emily you hit the Jack pot" Emily silently listened while Tricia rattled on. "I don't care if he is rich or not. Our marriage is a contract and when it ends I'm gone"

My ex-husband. His gaze was locked on mine with pure shock. I knew it was shocking for him to know about my identity. Because I had hid my identity from him. He never knew my whole name. He never knew that I was a Lombardi. He just knew I was Melania. An orphan, who was scholarshiped by the Vincent family. I hid my background because I wanted to stay away from my past life. I always hate the Mafia background. I married him because I wanted to be free from this life, little did I know I would have to come back to my old life.

When I asked her to list down the people that she works with you gave me a list she knew that I wouldn't have questions with her given to me she must have a plethora of people because from what Tori told me she was never ever really honest with her son. Marc; it's not a saint either because I've dated him before but he didn't come clean about dating my wife when they were in college. I just can't wrap my head around the fact that my wife has a dual personality. There is the person that I know that is sweet, kind, caring, and compassionate and she's always your biggest fan when you're down and she always stands up for the underdog no matter how dark it may seem for someone who's that ray of l

After exchanging vows at the Office of Religious Affairs with Anita, Morgan immediately decided to leave the country. "Anwar," Morgan called. "Yes, Sir." "You shortened my name on the marriage document, didn't you? Don't mention Prawira because it's very dangerous." "No, Sir, I shortened it to my initials. As per your wishes." Morgan sighed. "Good, make sure my real identity is safe. Because that person is definitely after me now." "Okay," Anwar replied, his head bowed. Then he looked around, making sure the area was safe. "We have to leave now, Young Master," Anwar said.

"Thank you everyone! For coming and being a witness to this beautiful union, I sincerely appreciate you all from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for the gifts and blessings too, hopefully in a year you all will hear news of my baby." "Thank you so much, you can open the door now. You all can leave." Marina remarked with a bright smile, she was scurrying everyone out of the room in a hurry with excitement in her eyes. While Marina was looking at the guards leave, Jayden moved from the back of the altar and came to stand in front of her. "Wow, does he know he just got married to a prostitute?" "And the nerves of you marrying someone else on our wedding day? How dare you do that?" Jayden yell

‎ ‎And behind him— ‎ ‎A body on the floor. ‎ ‎The image vanished as quickly as it appeared, replaced by a single line of text. ‎ ‎Unknown Number: ‎He didn’t hesitate. He never does. ‎ ‎My vision blurred. ‎ ‎What had he done? ‎ ‎What had he become? ‎ ‎And what had I stepped into by marrying him? ‎ ‎I stood abruptly. ‎ ‎This was bigger than fear. ‎ ‎This was bigger than rules. ‎ ‎If I stayed, I would always be protected—but never informed.

He forgot that to build a dress, you have to be an expert at cutting things away. The first thing I did was wipe the corner of my eyes, promising myself to not waste one more drop of tear on the man who did not deserve it. The second thing I did was dialing a number I hadn't dialed in years– my old mentor in Paris. "It's Aris," I said, my voice hardening. "I’m coming back. Help me take a new identity, completely erasing the trace of the last one.” "Are you done being the love-struck woman? Would your husband not mind your working anymore?" My mentor asked.

The influencers immediately swung their cameras toward her. "Wait—so she's the real wife, and you're the other woman?" "Holy crap! This is the scandal of the year. The side piece came to the hospital to attack the actual wife?" "No wonder Mr. Grant was so eager to pay to have those videos removed. I thought he was protecting her reputation!" Anne was completely thrown off by the sudden turn. She clutched her stomach instinctively and looked at me with tearful eyes. "I don't believe it! Caleb and I just got engaged! How could you possibly be his wife? Why are you interfering in our relationship? I'm already carrying Caleb's child!"

His grandfather cut his steak before speaking, “This marriage happened too sudden.” “We didn’t have a choice after the scandal,” Vivian replied… scandal. The word made my chest ache. My father cleared his throat awkwardly but avoided looking at me. I felt alone surrounded by people, then Ethan’s aunt leaned back in her chair and smiled at me, “So Natalie… tell us something… how does it feel marrying the man your sister loves?” The room went silent. Pain twisted in my stomach, I lowered my eyes before answering, “I didn’t steal Ethan from Layla.”