Novel & Cerita Remarried To The False Heir

"Thank God you were so pigheaded. Otherwise, I might've actually married you—a fraud. "Now, even if you got down on your knees and begged me to marry you, I wouldn't be interested. The man I'm marrying is Arthur. He's the real heir to the Harrison family. As for you—" She looked me up and down, her eyes filled with contempt. "No matter how capable you think you are, you're still getting thrown out." My mom let out a cold snort. "Look at you now. If you'd just listened to us from the start, you wouldn't have ended up with everyone turning against you."

The members who accompanied Alden to the chamber all flinched back, covering their eyes from the light. Her voice soft, yet powerful echoed through the air“An heir is needed. ”her words filled with certainty.Alden’s Heart raced and then came the next shock “ from your rejected mate, or else you will remain ill and lose leadership to your pack.”His eyes flew open, cold shivers ran down his spine, cold sweat formed in his palms, and the words crashing into his mind. His mate?, the one he had rejected moons ago?, How could she be the solution? He thought.

I can't go on. "Yes," he'd snarled, the admission tasting like ash even then. "Your father destroyed mine. Killed him, really. That 'accident' after the merger fallout? He drove him to it. Bankrupted us. Left my mother to die alone. I married you to make you feel it. Every bit of it." Cecilia had shaken her head, tears streaming. "No... my dad wasn't... he wouldn't..." Isabel had stepped forward then, hand on her belly fake, all fake, but he'd believed it once. "I'm the one carrying his child, Cecilia. The real heir. Not your little mistake."

He wanted to calm down and consummate the marriage after getting to know her well. With this chance of rebirth, he insisted on choosing me despite the accusation of being ungrateful. During the first few days of our marriage, he did not touch me because he was afraid of sacrificing, and I would have difficulties remarrying if I got pregnant. I hugged him tightly and called him a fool. The next day, Flora arrived early, accompanied by Elaine. She arrogantly walked in front and shouted as soon as she entered, "Sally, come out! I want my husband back!"

Andrew sat on the edge of the bed, carefully avoiding the broken glass on the floor. His expression softened into ignorance. “Elena, don’t be like this. I know I’ve made mistakes, but we’re married. Let’s start afresh, okay? And once we have a child, everything will change. Grandpa will be over the moon, and we’ll swim in wealth. The shares, the inheritance, it’ll all be ours.” Elena’s lips curled in disgust as she shot him a glare. “Do you think everyone’s like you? That everyone is willing to stoop to your level for money and power?”

“So, what is this ‘glitch’ you mentioned?” A triumphant glint flashed in her eyes. She looked like she’d been waiting for me to ask. “You don’t have to marry her to get back everything your father left her,” she said slowly, savoring each word as if it were a rare treat. I frowned. “What are you talking about? The will was clear.” “There are always loopholes, Orion. Richard may have been thorough, but he left a couple of back doors. You could say his devotion to her only went so far.”

Although she was actually nervous. "I didn't commit any treason!" Jessy argued loudly. She looked at Dad awkwardly. "Mr. Hans, I'd nothing wrong, Theo—" "Stop your fake tears, Jessy. It's sickening," I retorted, shutting Jessy up. "Theo, all the investors are already pressuring you as the main heir to get married! If you broke up with Jessica, who will you marry?" Dad's yelling echoed. In the end he won't listen to me.

I bet Mia isn’t included in that. “There’s no need for that, Mr. Evans.” I don’t plan on staying in this marriage I don’t remember. I just need to confirm some details and figure out what really happened in the past. I only came back here to see if I could remember something in this place. At first, I genuinely wanted to make it work, to see if I had chosen a happy life. But now… I’m starting to think that forgetting those memories might actually be a temporary blessing. This situation isn’t simple. But how am I supposed to remember anything in a place like this?

When Jessica married Lucas, he looked at the button and thought it was a pathetic joke. What movie, what tale, it’s all lies. Eventually, his beloved girl has married someone else. That night, he threw the button away, but the next morning, still hungover, he rushed out to the garden without even putting on shoes, searching through the grass inch by inch. He didn’t know what use finding it would be, but it was a testament to his long-held affection. When he saw the news of Jessica and Lucas's remarriage this morning, it felt like being thrown into a deep pit of despair.

For the first time, he faltered. Then his jaw tightened, his shoulders straightened, and he looked at me with the same stubbornness I had seen all my life. “I have spoken to the Ivana,” he said coldly. “And you have to go back to your husband. We will make it seem as though nothing was going on between you and Arden. You can still claim your rightful place.” I stared at him, horror curdling in my chest, but he went on. “As for heirs, we will get a surrogate. One that involves your eggs and Richard’s sperm. That way, the children will be true heirs, and no one will ever question them. It settles everything.”