Surprise Marriage To A Billionaire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I don't like it when you act too proud." "And I don't like it when you pretend you don’t want me, so we’re even." He shut up with his reply. "I honestly don't want you. I wasn't pretending." I managed to say. His chuckle sent tingles up my spine. Then he sat back in his seat, smoothed his hands over his hair, and chuckled again, as if he was enjoying some delicious secret. I leaned back as well, finally thinking about today. I just married a billionaire, which makes me a billionaire too.

The one that stuck the most was shock and confusion. “What? That’s not possible. Lura would never do something like that! And besides, she’s broke and her family name is all full of dirt right now so how can she get getting married? To who?” He whined while I just smiled. "To Zane Ashford," I said, watching the name land like a grenade and though I knew he’d definitely know such big name, I still decided to let out the full gist for effect. "He’s a billionaire and the heir to an empire that makes Vanes’ look like a lemonade stand. And more importantly, he’s my man, or he was, until that little charity case moved into his house and stole him from me.” I let out while his jaw tightened.

She says interrupting. "Can I finish?" I pause before continuing. "And I am old-" She interrupted, "You are a multi-billionaire, you literally make people shit themselves when you enter a room, an amazing father and my husband." I didn't even realize I was smiling. "I love you." "I love you too, old man." She says snuggling up to me tight. "By the way, do you know who Leo is?" "Who the fuck is Leo?" "I asked the same thing."

Judging from the little scenario, I could tell that the lady was somewhat troublesome. As he called that name, it made me involuntarily fold my brows in puzzlement. If the doctor called her Mrs Flores, and her husband called her Trisha, did it mean that they were the...The Flores?! The famous billionaire in New York?! Oh my God! If that was it, then I was going to be paid a great deal of money. Jeez, this lady needed not to fuck the whole thing up. This was literally a great breakthrough for my family and I. Her husband walked to me, seeming so worried by his wife's action. As he stood in my front, all I could think of was, 'What the heck? A big man like me standing in my front?!'

They are drowning in colossal debts. “Mom, I can’t marry a stranger. I’m in love with someone else, and I just got engaged.” She showed her mother the engagement ring in her hand. Lucia breathed out sharply. “If your boyfriend is a billionaire that can help us with our debts, go marry him. If not, forget about him. He’s useless.” “Mom!” She suddenly stood up, and her palm hit the wooden table.

I needed her to tell me I was right, at least. “Girl truth be told. Edward is a billionaire, he can do anything to get what he wants. You can't stop him because you're nobody. No offense” She added. “None taken” “Don't start being unsupportive in the first months of marriage, you might end up getting a divorce.” That's what I wanted, to divorce him. I couldn't wait for these months to pass by quickly. “So you're telling me to take his offer and convince everyone else to because he might throw them out in the streets?”

"It's alright. I'm happy you made it." "May I?" he asked, offering her his arm. "Of course," she replied, hooking her hand on his arm and letting him walk her to the front for the ceremony to begin. As the couple made their way to the altar, Naomi watched, simmering with anger. Was this man really Jacob Garcia? He didn't look like a jobless idler at all. She had lied about being pregnant to get out of the marriage agreement because she had thought he was worthless. And now here he was, looking like a prince? She clenched her teeth together, her anger doubling as she saw how he looked down at Isabelle. That bitch!

"what?" "Big brother got married to her? How? Why? This is surprising, didn't Big Brother say he would not get married? Why?" Summer asked, surprised. She had only heard about Marina getting married to a random man but she did not expect that random man to be her big brother, he was getting married to someone he was meeting for the first time and he looked so invested in this. "Mom, Dad maybe this is a prank, big brother would never get married to just anyone," Summer remarked looking at her parents simultaneously.

Lucky shrieked as she slapped Cherokee's arm. "I signed a contract, a marriage contract with Beck, he's giving me money, and other things, when the contract is over he will give me twenty thousand," Cherokee stated as she started pacing around the small room they both shared. "A marriage contract?!" Lucky bellowed as she got up from the bed and walked over to Cherokee gripping her arms. "So this, isn't even real? Your relationship?" "Perhaps I can make it real," Cherokee wished as she made her way to her dresser to get the last of her clothing into her suitcase.

Back then, he needed a suitable wife, and I needed money as well as status. It was a strictly transactional marriage. There was no romantic proposal. Thomas had even asked Luca to buy our wedding rings. As for our wedding, we went through everything by the book and were simply two actors on a stage. Things had become different. Thomas kissed my forehead and said earnestly, “We’re in love with each other now. It’s only natural that we have another wedding. Besides, I want all your friends to know just how happy you’ve become.” I was taken aback.