The Accidental Bride Who Won Everything Mga Nobela at Kwento

Adam looked at her, her face mirror the expression of pain. She was about to faint when Rajeev Richardson held her from her shoulder. ‘It's my duty to always support you at each step since you are Queen of Richardson’s.’ His other hand was about to move around her waist when Prince Adam grabbed her in his arms. "My bride is my responsibility and I know how to fulfil my responsibility." He told sternly while his eyes spitting fire. He picked her in his arms, shocking the audience thereby. He gingerly puts her on couch when Julio asked her, ‘how did you get hurt, dear?’

THIRD PERSON’S POV “Where is Zara? Where is my bride?” Frederick exclaimed in shock, bewildered by the unexpected turn of events. How did this even happen? He wondered, grappling with the surreal situation. When his supposed bride approached, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss. Initially, the wedding gown caught his attention—when did Zara change the dress? But then he noticed the hairstyle; it was the same style as Zara’s. So he brushed it off as nothing.

But as impossible as it may sound, a man as secured as him, owned a famous company that somebody trustworthy enough supervised under his name. Fortunately though, that person was needed no more, because what was awaited upon has just been found. HIS BRIDE. . . Well technically, she wasn't yet his bride, but willing or not, she would be. He had already spotted her, she had already been chosen, she was his now…undeniably his.

I've got a plan, my perfect exit plan. Filled with happiness over the plan I had come up with, I decided to act like everything was fine and ensure that no one suspected a thing. I could not have Jennifer suspecting a thing. So, I must act like I'm beginning to accept my situation and be truly into this charade of a wedding. I lifted the extra layers of the wedding dress and went outside. "Oh! La Mujer, you look exquisite," Daina said, clapping her hands together. I smiled because her reaction was just nice.

The other maid burst into laughter, "Sorry, but I found that question funny; treat her nice? they've never; sometimes, she doesn't eat anything during Christmas; all she does is do dishes and wash clothes. They've never given her gifts or bought her clothes, beat her mercilessly at any opportunity they get for any mistake, while their bratty daughter enjoys all the luxury, she, on the other hand, enjoys all the suffering, I think what you've just witnessed is a perfect example of how badly she is treated, I mean, who slapped a bride two days to her wedding" " A bride?! Wedding?!", She exclaimed, she was so surprised cause there wasn't any sign that a wedding was on the way, " Yes, a wedding,

Even Ethan, flustered and overwhelmed, was running around making sure everything was going smoothly. But despite all the chaos, nothing could distract Claire from the real moment. The one that sealed her fate. “You may now kiss the bride.” A hush fell over the room. Claire’s breath caught as Gordon leaned in. His lips brushed against hers barely there, yet enough to send a shock through her. The cameras flashed. The guests cheered. And just like that… Claire Donovan was now Claire Blake. A wife. A billionaire’s bride. And completely unaware of the storm that was about to come.

I asked amidst laughter. “Hey, get your facts right. That is my place.” “I am his wife, not you,” I shook my head. Emerald scoffed and swept her hair to the back. She looked pissed and like she had a lot in mind to do to me. “I was betrothed to me. That accident caused this shit!” “The moment I married him, he became mine,” I said. “Hey, are you crazy?!” My father yelled. “Does this make sense to you?!” I retorted.

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BROOKE Every single breath I took was more overwhelming than the last. It was all too much. The world around me was spinning and I just remained frozen to a spot at the altar while staring down at the ring on my finger. Being a jilted bride was one of the worst things that could ever happen to a woman and I still couldn’t believe that it had just happened to me. Nothing about Ace’s actions made sense to me and I still wasn’t able to wrap my head around it.

There were no specific criteria because Emily knew she was far from perfect. Her naive hope was shattered today. When she accidentally helped her employer's bride run away on her wedding day. Throughout her makeup session, Emily couldn't stop crying, although she tried to hold back her tears as best as she could. In her heart, she tried to convince herself that this was all just a dream. After all, wasn't it absurd? How could Emily, a nobody, suddenly have to marry Vean, a top actor and the son of the Frans family she worked for? Even if she was just a replacement bride.