Surprise Marriage To A Billionaire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I loved Trish so much that I thought I couldn't live without her. After three years of being together, I decided to propose marriage to Trish, and I was genuinely shocked when she said yes. Only Landon and I knew about the wedding in my family, while Trish's parents were in the loop too. We decided to keep the ceremony low-key and go for a civil wedding. What Trish didn’t know was that I had become a billionaire by the time I proposed. I was amazed that she accepted my proposal without any clue about my wealth. As I waited for my bride at the City Clerk's office, I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face while chatting with Landon. He was one of my witnesses. I felt so happy, and I couldn’t help

“Candice, can we not shout it in the ICU wing?” “Shout? I haven’t even started shouting!” she said, tossing her gloves aside like it was a full-blown movie scene. “You got married and didn’t say a damn word! You were just here sobbing a few weeks ago, and now you’re a billionaire’s wife?! What the hell did I miss?!” “It’s… complicated.” “Complicated? Girl, this is soap opera complicated! What did he do? Spot you at the hospital and fall madly in love? Did he rescue you from an ambulance? Tell me everything—who introduced you? Are you pregnant already?!”

We made the arrangements just before we got married, along with planning the home. Kay and I didn't just get married for having sex all the time,which we do very well and often together with a fiery passion. We had a purpose in mind and we saw the potential in us to build that which we desire. Our union was to join forces and continue building together with one mind and spirit. Although I had heard some rumours saying, that the billionaire CEO was addicted to sex, it was all a lie. Kay's body count was 2 and he was 27 years old. I was 23, a virgin.

“I overheard that man. He canceled the marriage with you, didn’t he?” Heat flushed my cheeks. Shame. Deep, humiliating shame. My dignity had just been torn apart in public, and now a stranger had witnessed it. “I—” “No need to feel ashamed,” he interrupted quickly, his voice steady and calm. “Coincidentally, I also came here to cancel my marriage. My fiancée never showed up. Looks like we share the same problem. So… what if we just marry each other?” My eyes widened. His words were so direct, so blunt.

It was seeing the faces of the people who had supported me through my transformation from victim to victor. Marcus was there with his new girlfriend Sarah, looking genuinely happy for Richmond and me. Nina was crying tears of joy as she welcomed me officially into the Fernandez family. My employees from Goddess Jewelry were celebrating with women from the foundation who had become like sisters to me. "Mrs. Fernandez," Richmond whispered in my ear as we danced to our first song as husband and wife, "how does it feel to be married to a billionaire?" "It feels like being married to the man I love," I replied. "The billionaire part is just a bonus."

No one could remain calm in a situation like this, right? Upon hearing Mr. Wright's words, the woman surprisingly remained composed and was not moved by the promise of millions in future wealth. With a slight smile, she said, "Let's talk about it when you actually have those millions! If you get that kind of money, I will marry you!" "Really?" Mr. Wright asked, filled with surprise. From this sentence, Shirley could tell how satisfied Dad was with this woman. The woman smiled slightly and said, "I have to go, excuse me!"

Emily's POV: As I opened the door to the house, my head was spinning. Everything happened so fast. First, I got rejected at the company. Then, I was at the hospital crying. Then, out of nowhere, the man I’d had a one-night stand with suddenly appeared. He's apparently a filthy rich billionaire. And now, somehow, I was supposed to get married to him tomorrow at some place called Sparkle Green Hotel. Sounded like one of those fancy, five-star places I’d only ever seen in movies.

Her mother advised. “You will be a wife to such a young millionaire.” Her siblings said to her and so as not to become the black sheep of the family, she agreed; at least she was silent through it all and the silence was counted as an approval and the marriage was planned. The marriage was a large society wedding and none of the about to be couple have a say in the way the marriage ceremony was planned. It was a dream come true for the family. The khitbah was not properly done, none of the young couple have any questions for themselves and those they didn’t see each other. They are children to family friends and both are from a good home, that was all.

My friend and I were surprised to learn that billionaire Joshua Carter was going to marry a woman from modest beginnings. “Well, I'd say this is a little different, but I've seen a billionaire marry a poor girl before, so it's kind of starting to become popular,” she commented, giggling at me and reminding me of my marriage to Jason. Yes, it was true that when I married Jason I wasn't a CEO or anything like that, so I chuckled too. “Well, as long as there is love, I think everything can work out,” I commented.

If only he hadn’t promised her that he would not disturb her again, he would have gone to ask her for more money. Going back on his former decision, he picked up his bottle of booze and took another large chug of it, then got up and turned on his small television, so that he could at least, have some sound in the room. He didn’t even bother watching it, but he soon heard a name that made his head jerk up. It was Tracy’s name, and the news that he was hearing shocked him more than he had thought that he could be shocked. Apparently, the guy whom she was getting married to – the same guy whom she had said was not rich, was a freaking billionaire.