Novel & Cerita Testing Love: Married To A Crippled Billionaire

Mattew is that during this one year, his three sons must get married and successfully have children. The conditions given by Mr. Mattew frustrated his three sons because they did not want to marry the opposite gender. Both of Mr. Mattew's sons are gay. Only Jack is straight. However, unfortunately, Jack has an impotent disease. But Mr. Mattew doesn't want to hear any excuses from his three sons. He wants to have grandchildren so he can have fun with his grandchildren in his old age. Mr. Mattew didn't even care that his second son was impotent. He still wanted Jack to have a wife and even children.

This was too surreal, too good to be true that I had to ask, “Why? I am no use to you and we are not of the same class” “You shouldn’t be worried about that, that's my problem. All I need is for you to act like my wife in front of everyone and convince them well enough. Are you willing?” If his face wasn't so serious, I would have really thought this was just a prank. A fake marriage with a billionaire… What games was fate playing? Is this what it means to have struck gold? I wouldn't have had too many problems with the idea except that… “Urmm, I have a five year old son, he has been diagnosed with down syndrome” I spoke up about my condition.

This time, he caught her eye, and Emily wasn’t quick to look away, caught staring at her supposed fiancé. “That’s good to hear,” her mother said, “but I asked a question that hasn’t been answered yet!” She sounded frustrated, which Damien found possessive in an intriguing way. “And what question would that be?” he asked. They all fell silent as they heard a low growl from Damien, like that of a wolf. He raised an eyebrow, realizing they’d heard it and quickly covered it with a cough. “Ugh… ugh…” Emily was the first to rush forward and offer him water. As he sipped, her stepmother repeated her question, “I asked if you truly worked with my husband and agreed to take Emily as your wife, forgoi

She said with tears in her eyes. “I married your sister and we're expecting.” He said looking at Octavia lovingly, rubbing her flat stomach. “You took everything I owned, you betrayed me. You made my life a living hell and you're married to my sister and you're having a baby.” “That's pretty much it.” “You wouldn't believe how your dear Travis is searching for you.He looks so haggard. It's so pathetic.” Octavia said with a laugh. “That disabled imbecile. He's half of a man and you're nothing. You two really deserve each other.”

While fixing his coffee, Dexter hears the word that makes his heart swell with joy and pride. "Daddy, daddy, daddy!" Taerin repeats over and over. Dexter spins around like a perfect top with his icy blue eye stretched wide. "He picks his baby up, calling. Taesha!" He shouts excitedly down the hallway. "Taesha, wake up! Rin called me daddy!" Taesha smiled at her husband. "Yes, you are, daddy." Dexter Lee experienced joy upon joy! He was no longer a broken billionaire. Why? He had found his true love, his wife, and life as a happily married man, and that was all the cure he needed.

, I arched my back and he scooted closer to me as I saw the little gadget placed on his phone. "Well I'm just doing this for Avery, but she wanted me to do a compatibly survey", he said and he showed me the rest of the quiz. I felt like a teenager as we scrolled through the questions marking each one of them. "So if we get zero percent, we're definitely getting a divorce", he set the rules and I clicked on the scale button. The number surprised me, we had picked different answers for each question and the bold one-hundred percent was something I didn't expect, for complete opposites.

"You got yourself pregnant so he will marry you and now you are the wife of a billionaire." "We got married because we love each other. Regardless, we are still together and we love each other. I don't fucking care about the money." "Whatever makes you sleep. He made me look like a fool. He should have ended things between us when he found out I wasn't in love with him. Instead he let me walk down the aisle and abandon me." "You broke him." "He humiliated me. Then he run off with Claudette. I left and didn't look back when I found out he didn't accept the inheritance. He was better off with her."

"I need you to know that what you're going to do isn't in anyway wrong. You need to understand just how horrible the man you're married to is first before you can make up your mind about what you want to do." "By horrible do you mean that there's more I don't know about him?" "Unfortunately yes, Scarlett," he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Your husband is just like any billionaire out there, ruthless, powerful and merciless. That's the reason why he made up that story about your dad and sold it to the press." "What?" I shouted, gaining attention from most people in the room, before they all went back to their businesses. "What did you just say?" I asked again, this time making sur

While his hand cupping and fondling my breasts were about to rip my towel off, I croaked out, “Aren’t you a cripple?” How didn’t this crucial thing click in my mind before? For the world, I married a cripple werewolf, which was what I believed so far. But if he were a cripple, I would have been able to run away from this room, but he WALKED up to me, picked me up, and threw me on the bed, which meant his legs were absolutely fine. Then what the hell was going on? Why was he sitting in a wheelchair when he came to marry me?

my uncle responds gently. “That was before they lost everything, and Nathan became a disgusting poor cripple. I am not marrying a cripple. I will be a laughingstock!” “I know, Angel, but we will look unreliable in the business world if we back off the agreement now. No one will trust us. We must fulfil our end of bargain,” my uncle urges his frantic daughter. I make the connections. The former millionaire, Nathan Lord recently had a car accident that left him paralyzed. His businesses have also recently been liquidated. The media says he is now poor and homeless. He is meant to marry my cousin tomorrow, but it seems she no longer wants to wed him.