The Abandoned Bride Married A Tycoon Novels & Stories

"Oh, Abigail....I am so sorry." "Don't be," Abigail smiled sadly, though her eyes were shining with unshed tears. "We both knew it was coming. Our marriage wasn't....it wasn't a normal relationship. Three years ago, my father gambled away everything we owned. So he owed a massive, impossible sum of money to an oil tycoon, a dangerous man who had just been released from prison." Alura sat in stunned silence, her heart hammering against her ribs as she listened.

"Ms. Whitmore. Will you marry me? Will you become Mrs. Ellsworth?" My eyes filled. I held out my hand, smiling wide enough to hurt. "I will." (The End)

The next morning, I left in a rush, leaving a bundle of notes by the side of the bed. I got to the office, signed the multi-millionaire deal with a top luxury perfume brand. I zoomed off to meet my arranged bride, a substitute bride in exchange for the debt the father owed me. Halfway through the drive, my thought were with the woman I played with. Pulled my hands sideways, parked mumrer some fees words and walked in. “This better be worth it “. “Mr Tristain Herdezn welcome” “We have been anticipating your arrival”. Mr John Grant said his face beaming with a smile, extending his hand for a handshake.

“Your sister told me all you were up to. Please leave my marriage alone please I am begging you please” Matilda scoffed, clapping, “What an awesome speech. You are such a brilliant woman indeed. No wonder Jerald married you”, she further added letting out a smirk, “so now you can stand up and speak for yourself? You shy and timid thing, who could not defend herself from her own step brother. I know Jerald is not aware of course you never told him that you aborted for your stepbrother” Vivian’s heart broke as Matilda’s words got to her. She didn’t realise that anyone knew about her little secret.

he will always asked himself and throw the pictures of the supposed ladies pictures brought to him by his dad to choose a bride, Been the only son of a billionaire, bussiness owners,companies Manager and other source of wealth, He was forced to get married or to his dad will seized everything he had, Having no option,he agreed to get married without a bride, Wedding invitation sent to family and friends for the wedding of Clifford Brown with no bride available, But one thing is certain,he must get a bride before the day of the wedding, What happened when Rissa Williams became the last day bride of the cold, sturbon, arrogant son of a wealthy billionaire? How will their marriage life be? Will

"How can someone agree to marry a person they've never even seen?" "Welcome to the world I've been trying to escape my entire life." Jane took a long sip. "Rich people are different, Lyra. Marriage isn't about love; it's about assets and bloodlines." Lyra flipped through the folder, finding detailed information about Ryker's businesses, properties, and personal habits. "And what happens during these six months?" "Ryker will be in Tokyo, overseeing some massive corporate acquisition. You'll live in his estate in the Hamptons, playing the part of the dutiful new bride awaiting his return." Jane leaned forward.

Becky's pov… I stormed into my room breathing out heavily. As soon as I got it, I locked the door immediately and sat in front of it. What just happened? Like, I can't just wrap my head around Tyler being a billionaire? It's just so shocking and I never imagined something like this, not even in my wildest dreams. So all these while, I was married to a billionaire and just a mere gardener? Now I understand the reason why my late father insisted that I marry him.

the man boldly asked. “Well, Sophia is obviously married into another family, and the Garners family at that……why would I bank on a daughter who is most likely to give up the company for the sake of her husband’s family?…. luckily, I have another daughter who is not yet bound by such fate,” Mr. Tyler said, a smirk played on his lips. “I will take my leave then,” the man said and excused himself from Mr Tyler’s home. ******************************************************** *BRAN’S POV* I arrived at the office and immediately took my seat, there was a knock on the door and three members of the board walked in.

“I know this is partly my fault, but I wouldn’t have known because they appeared to be poor before me. I mean, why would I be rich and then disguise myself to be crippled? Or why the hell would I be rich and want to get married to a lowlife like Cassie?” “I was too excited that someone had finally shown up to take all of our burden away. Never did it cross my mind that I was indirectly doing that bitch a favour!” “No wonder we didn’t hear from her and the groom. Unlike her previous marriages, She saw herself in a rich home and couldn’t even open up about it. After all that I did for her!” Rhoda mumbled in regret.

"Here you go, sir. We will be landing in Paris shortly. Young Mr. Enzo has already arrived at the terminal and is waiting for us." "Thank you," I said, taking a sip. The bitter heat helped clear my head. I looked back down at the file on my screen. It broke my heart to see how hard she had to work just to feed my grandson, Tom. The pages detailed exactly how Caleb, her husband, had sent her away years ago. No matter what issues they had back then, reading the truth made me absolutely furious with him. Because of his blindness, my princess had suffered alone in foreign cities, working herself to the bone.