Surprise Marriage To A Billionaire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

A man who looked like he was ready to take the reins without burning the empire to the ground. And me? I had a sister who needed heart surgery. Parents are drowning in debt after our logistics business crashed. My master's degree at Oxford was hanging by a thread because I was working three part-time jobs just to survive. So yes. When a billionaire offers you a deal that can save your family, you don't overthink it. I married him. I smiled for the cameras. Stood by his side at charity events. Learned how to wear expensive dresses. Stayed out of his way like the contract demanded.

The clash was too shocking and surprising. He raised his voice, but still controlled. “now Listen carefully. I’m giving you a choice.” He pulled out a business card from his pocket and slid it straightly across the counter. It felt cold. Heavy. “Marry me. Sign a contract. Fourteen months. You’ll be entitled to three million dollars. No feelings. No attachment. Power and total control only.” What! I blinked at the card again and again, as though it were some dead joke which can never come Alive.

I’ll bring my cousins. I snorted despite myself. My heart was still a mess, but leave it to them to pull out the drama. K: No, I swear. Today was literally the first time I’ve spoken to him. Malik: You expect us to believe you got snatched up at the altar like some N*****x special and you didn’t know him before? Zendaya: Exactly. Why would the billionaire bachelor suddenly decide marriage was the move, today of all days? Denise: Hold up. Is this a marriage or like… a temporary hostage arrangement?

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

I was surprised when he was reluctant to sign the papers and if my bodyguards didn't hold me back, I was ready to throw hands at that man. It wasn’t easy getting him to sign the papers, but, fortunately, he eventually did. We were a happily married couple for about three months; those three months felt like they were the happiest moments of my life, until the night Daniel Carter threw it all away, by cheating on me and they turned to my worst. As each day went by, I started to realize how much of a liar the bastard was.

I had forgotten how impatient he can be, I better get to the point "So what I am saying in conclusion is that for the past two years, Grandma and my Dad had been bugging me about getting married and all that, and I had turned a deaf ear to them because I was not interested in any marriage, but just a few months ago, Grandma made this threatening decision, that if I don't intend to get married in a certain period of time, I will have to step down as the acting CEO of Liv Luxe,” "So that means I never heard it wrong, Mia was right, so you're saying you had to marry him under duress, is that correct?" He asked.

The man asked, "What are you planning?" Sophia laughed softly. "Something that will make Alexander hate Emily forever." Then she ended the call. At that exact moment… The wedding hall doors slowly opened. Hundreds of guests turned around. Cameras flashed everywhere. Alexander Knight stepped inside. Emily walked beside him. Everyone in the room gasped. The most powerful billionaire in the city… Was really getting married. But no one knew… That within the next few minutes… A shocking scandal was about to explode. And it would destroy the wedding completely.

He hissed. "I do have my things going. I am not the eldest son..." he didn't give many details. He was really a billionaire.. I didn't know if I should cry or laugh that I was married to a billionaire. It just made it obvious how screwed I was. I had threatened a billionaire to marry me. He was more powerful than I thought.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear, so only I heard, even with all that clicking. "Don't you dare hide my wife from them, Isabella." I looked up at him. My billionaire. My cold surgeon who was now my husband. He was not embarrassed. He was proud. Proud of my size 16 body in a cut wedding dress at City Hall. Lily giggled in his arm. "Mamma famous!" And I was. Mrs. Potts' phone was still buzzing. The T****k live may have ended, but the clip was already everywhere. Someone recorded it. Someone posted it with caption: "Billionaire Marries Chubby Nanny In Crop Top Wedding Dress — City Hall"

It was the first honest sentence in a long while that had cost me nothing, and the first that frightened me. "Why did you really agree to marry me?" I asked next. "Say it plain." "The will. And Richard's books." He didn't dress it up. "Your estate records may show where that money went. I won't pretend that wasn't part of it." "Part of it." "I signed away the money before you said yes. That wasn't about the books." "It doesn't fix this." I closed the folder. "I've been married to a man who decided what I deserved to know. I'm not doing it twice."