Novel & Cerita Runaway Billionaire Becomes My Groom Cast

CHRISTY: Runaway bride. Billionaire jilted groom. Yes. I was Everette Watson's runaway bride. A billionaire and owned a multi-billion company where my father was also an investor. Our marriage was about a potential business marriage, but since I was a romantic fool who believed in love, I did not accept the marriage and ran away even if I risked my parent's wrath. My parents disowned me, but did not care about it thinking this was my life and I was the only one who could decide for me.

I smiled, straightened my dress, and walked off to find Liam’s family. I, Diana Clark, was never one to suffer in silence. The banquet hall was bustling with activity. Even though the groom hadn’t arrived, the guests continued mingling as if nothing was amiss. I scanned the room before dialing his number. “Liam has run away from the wedding. Your family owes me a groom. Find me one!” Across the room, I spotted him—dignified and composed, striding toward me with purpose. “Miss Clark.” “Mr. Hopkins, Liam left to chase after Sharon. I refuse to marry a two-faced man like him. Your family needs to make this right. Find me a new groom, and we’ll call it even.”

“They were both lucky with each other, a woman with a good reputation, a famous model and a perfect career, and the most famous billionaire. I heard he’ll be staying here for good after settling his company here in Moscow.” “Yes I know right, and have you heard that she has a fiancee back then? But during their wedding, she ran away.” “What? Was it true? Haven’t heard of it.” “The wedding is private and there were no media, I think only their family were invited to avoid issues.” “I don’t understand the girl, why would she run away to a billionaire groom.”

My chest tightens painfully as I stare at the screen, frozen, Derek and Anastasia are walking in first, and his hand is wrapped around her waist like it belongs there, like it has always belonged there and then I hear it. “Let’s welcome Mr. and Mrs. Addams in the building, the world’s youngest billionaire!” The words hit me like a slap. Mr. and Mrs. Mrs. My heart sinks even deeper as the reality settles in, sharp “Also, as a special guest, we will be having Mr. Daniel Victor Aiden, a renowned nutritionist, in the room with us!” The crowd erupts into applause, I let out a hollow, humorless breath, of course. Of course this is happening.

"I hope I get the part. You won't regret working with me. I'm good when it comes to acting. Oh, shoot, I'm not supposed to be here. I'm supposed to be a runaway bride. So here's the thing: I will leave you here and get changed while you go to the director. I will find you there." "I thought you would never stop talking. Are you out of your mind? This is a wedding. You and I just got married. This is fucking crazy." He ran his hand through his hair and took off his tie. I stumbled back a bit and pinched myself, hoping I was dreaming. And the sad part is, I wasn't dreaming. I really did get married to this sexy Greek God that was standing right in front of me. Wait, I'm married.

He left her, or so to speak, he ditched her. On the most awaited day that Daphne Collins had been looking forward to, Maverick Powell, her groom, abandoned her in front of the aisle—in front of everyone. She never thought that Maverick would do this, especially on the day of her wedding. Like in movies, Daphne believed it was always the bride who ran away, not the groom. It was ironic to think she would be the ‘Bug Guy’ to Maverick’s Julia Roberts.

He was obedient enough to not react or oppose what just happened. The preacher looked at us and nodded. “We are gathered today to celebrate the holy sacrament of marriage…” As the ceremony continued, I couldn’t help but reminisce about the realization I had in marrying Callan Ravij Chevalier—one of the infamous bachelors in the country because of his reputation as the first and only son of the ravij organization’s mafia boss. Being married to a billionaire mafia has its privileges but it also has grave consequences. Fate led me to Callan but it didn’t happen out of luck or one fortunate moment. I had to fight for my life, my safety, and my place until I earned my right by his side.

Most girls dream of marrying a billionaire. Me? I'd rather make fun of one. Especially if the billionaire in question is Alexander Grant. Excuse me - Xander Grant. That's right - the "mega-hot" entrepreneur who's appeared on both Modern Startup Monthly's "Richest Innovators Under 35" list and Celebrity Spark Magazine's "Hottest Eligible Bachelors" list in the last year.

He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back on the sofa. "Grandma, this is my chance to marry a rich man. If you sold my wedding gift, I'd be upset. What if my future husband isn't happy with this decision? He won't show up with me anymore. Are you going to destroy my future, Grandma? Anna's villa came from the money left by grandpa..." Marcella sobbed to make those here feel more sorry. "We will only sell Casa Valiente." His voice was pleading which annoyed Anna even more. She rolled her eyes again and hissed. He washed his face with his palm and sighed heavily.

Now, seven years later, she had passed away. At least she was spared the embarrassment of witnessing the groom walk out for another woman. Gaius never understood how hard it was to build something from nothing. He didn't know the money my grandmother handed me back then was actually a luxury apartment downtown, worth millions, gifted by my mother. I foolishly believed that if he knew I had fought with my wealthy family over him, he would be overcome with guilt. So I chose to play the role of the unwanted girl from the countryside.