Remarried To The False Heir Novels & Stories

I struggled to break free from Denise as I said with a cold expression, “From the day that you eloped, the marquis has already removed your name from the family tree. You no longer have anything to do with this family.” Denise chuckled. “Our grandfather only did that out of anger. William is the only heir of his title. How would he actually remove William from the family tree?” William also looked smug. “I’ll be the only person who’ll inherit the marquis title.” I placed a hand over my belly and said coldly, “From now on, you’re no longer the only heir. My child is also an heir of the marquis.” Initially, I thought that I had made myself very clear.

Mamma quickly looked toward me, her eyes brimming with a desperate plea. Cristiano sighed softly, his cold expression softening with a trace of warmth. "We'll get married as soon as Nina recovers, Patrizia. The position of Donna of the Gallo Famiglia has always been yours, after all." I remained silent for a moment before finally giving a slight nod, though I felt completely dead inside. I had died without ever getting the wedding Cristiano promised me in my past life. I wasn't going to wait around in this life, as this would be the last time I donated my blood to Nina. I would leave this place for good and begin a life of my own in three more days.

"I'm not sick! Mother, you have to believe me! Please!" Two servants grabbed Isaac, one on each side. He thrashed wildly, kicking and swinging his fists. "Jared Reed, I hope you die a horrible death! Just you wait! I won't let you off! I'm the real heir! I'm the—" Isaac's words revealed a lot. Mother couldn't make heads or tails of it, but I was widely read. I immediately knew what he meant—he had been reborn. Well, well. A story about real and fake heirs had just turned into a reborn real heir going up against a transmigrated fake heir.

"I'm begging you, Jamie. Please, save Matthew! He's only 22. He's suffering from an aortic dissection. All the doctors in Highville say that you're the only surgeon who's capable of performing such a delicate surgery! He's your brother!" I looked down at Heather, feeling nothing even when I noticed that her carefully-styled hair had been stained with black waste oil. My brother? In my previous life, I was the true heir of the Lachman family who had gone missing. When the Lachmans finally found me, I actually believed that I finally had a home to call my own. Unfortunately, tragedy was all that awaited me. The Lachmans had only tracked me down because the fake heir, Matthew Lachman, had been

He was no longer the affable uncle; he was the unmasked usurper. "Because this empire should have been mine!" Aaron spat the words, his voice heavy with decades of resentment. "I was always the true owner of April. You were always too weak, Antony. This marriage was the only way to ensure the company returned to the hands of someone who knows how to rule. Warren was just a means to an end." I heard everything as if I were underwater. My marriage lay in ruins. The sewer dragged my name through the muck. I watched Amy approach her father, reaching out to calm him, to pull him away from that epicenter of infamy.

He had clearly taken the time to groom himself, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, looking nothing like the disheveled man I saw before. His eyes were filled with emotion as he pleaded, "Rosalyn, he’s just a replacement I hired! Don’t let him fool you. He doesn’t love you. If you marry him, you’ll never be happy! "Please, give me one more chance! I’ll prove my love to you!" I remained stone-faced, about to signal security to throw him out, when suddenly, a ragged-looking woman rushed in. Grabbing Simon by the collar, she cried, "Simon! You told me I was the love of your life! Let’s go get married too!"

“You are announcing your wedding and at the same time calling him your husband. They haven't even proposed to you yet and you are already going around calling yourself MRS STEEL!” She let out a soft laugh. “In your dreams shall I be a homewrecker because if there is anyone who is a homewrecker, then it is you and not me. Remember, you faked your identity for FIVE good years and even got pregnant for another man. How desperate are you to be married, Cameil? And I feel so sorry for you because no matter how you try, the power for this marriage to go on lies in my hands! If I tell Lysander to marry you, he will marry you. And if I tell him to call off this wedding, he wouldn't think twice befor

So he immediately said, "Did I four days I meant two days, I made a mistake King Carl sorry." Carl scoffed then he said, "Can you tell me why you arrived so early." King Neil laughed sarcastically. "My king, we arrived early so we could see how queen Zara is fairing," he lied. He didn't want Carl to know that he came for the wedding or Carl would see how selfish he was. He planned that after he stayed for two days, he would bring up the marriage issue, but meanwhile, during the two days, his daughter would still try working her charms on Carl.

"What is this?" "A contract." "For what?" He stood and straightened his coat. "Marry me." She blinked. "Excuse me?" Zane paced the room, with a smile. He went to the bar and poured himself a drink. "Fake marriage, it's a strategic partnership. You’re already carrying his child, let’s ruin him together. Publicly." Alessia’s heart thundered. "You want to pretend to be the father?" "No. I want the world to believe I stole his wife, his legacy, and his heir.” He stared at her, he smirked too. He was serious.

"Did you hear that! Your son's girlfriend is now my son's wife. Wow, it feels so good that my revenge on you is almost accomplished. But I'm just worried about one thing. How would I go back to the palace when everyone thinks I'm dead. I can't believe I was blinded by the need for revenge that I asked my son and maids to declare me dead twenty years ago and held the king responsible for my death. What else could I have done. I wanted to punish you both and I got that. I'm informed that Gabera is still under house arrest and maybe that's why he hasn't come to save you. How will I go back to that place. I'm sure everyone will think I'm a ghost. Oh no! But anyway son, today is the first day of