Novel & Cerita Novel Dipaksa Menikah Ricko Dan Intan

I told him “I’m not joking.” I shook my head violently. “No. I’m not married.” “Adrian is my fiance” I said Rick opened the folder and slid it over to me, I opened it, and saw official stamped documents. Marriage certificate Sophia and Rick My vision blurred. “That’s fake,”i whispered. He slid something else forward. Wedding photos. It was me —smiling. Nervous and Radiant, and he was standing behind me, his hand at my waist.

I just needed to keep on watching until it happens. I wondered why Ricky was still married to Carina up till this point. He clearly said that I had ruined his plan after I followed Leo the other day. So, I thought he would eventually stop the fake marriage plan since it was hard to conceal my mistake. But he didn't. He still went on with it despite numerous rumours saying it was a fake one. Maybe he tried hard to convince Leo that the marriage was real. Ricky probably didn't want to lose his pride in lying and so he just went on with his initial intention, threatening Leo to turn over Cristian to him because that guy was his brother-in-law.

“Is it true that both of you love and adore each other more than you love and adore yourselves?” “Are you really dating right now?” “Mr. Erito Ricky… Mr. Eriwan Rocky… Are you really going to get married?” “How about your ex-wives? Did they know about your special romance relationship so that you could get divorced quite a couple of months ago?” “Mr. Erito Ricky… Mr. Eriwan Rocky… Of course it’s impossible for both of you to get married here in Indonesia. Where do you plan to get married later on?” Then, it was Erito’s and Eriwan’s turns to answer all of those questions one by one.

Damn my brothers, both. All last night I had dreams about Riko. Yes, some were dirty and sexy as hell of me exploring every inch of her body and making her cry out in pleasure. But then I had dreams of a wedding. Riko was walking down the aisle at the Cathedral of the Holy Cross, wearing Nana Hazel’s wedding gown with a bright smile on her face as her eyes landed on me...on us. Which I know isn’t possible. Plural marriage is very much illegal. But her in that dress did things to do.