The Accidental Wife Novels & Stories

Authors note: This book was previously titled, 'The Accidental Wife' as the author and the rightful owner of this book I have made the decision to change the title to Accidentally Yours. The story in its entirety remains the same and the only changes will be the cover and the title of the book. Thank you! Happy reading. **** “MISS HART?”

She planned to lie, saying she had been at the gym when the accident occurred and had left her phone at home, which was why she couldn’t take any calls from the hospital or Alden’s family. It was clear—Emma wasn’t worried about her husband’s accident. On the contrary, she was thrilled. In fact, she was hoping that Alden would suffer serious complications, like memory loss, so that whatever he had witnessed at home would be forgotten forever. All she needed was time to handle the mess and get rid of any lingering troubles. Luck was clearly on her side. She still had enough clarity to think through every step to cover up her misdeeds. A truly loving wife would never remain so composed and cold

I told Max. I restrained myself from becoming enraged when the woman entered and sat on the sofa with a face that looked familiar to me. She doesn't appear to have killed my family, but I think she is the wife of the man who killed my parents. "I recognize you, Ace Shelton, and I'm here to tell you that my husband has something special planned for you. Just don't hit him; I know what he did was a mistake," the woman said this to me, and I turned around.

I deadpanned. "To be fair, it was really early, and he looked like a god," she remarked. "Jesus, Thea! You signed a contract saying that Adam and I are married!" I said exasperatingly. "I DID?" "Yes! He accidentally got married in Vegas and now his new wife is suing him for everything he owns," I explained. "Woah, what a witch! What's he going to do?" She sympathized. "More like what am I going to do," I lamented.

Nothing is free in this world, he mumbled to himself as he continued to sashay his way to the wooden floor. “Hi, I am here for Zac.” the woman offered the information when they were face to face. “I am not Zac.” She giggled. “ I know Zac.” Damn, good lord the parents of this woman have great genes, I might one day ask her if she have another sister or relative in case my girl friend does not believe me when I retell her this story when she finds out and asks for an explanation and we end up calling the wedding off. He cannot believe his eyes that someone so simply dressed can look so good and emanate elegance with a plain white shirt and bare faced make-up. All the woman in their office shou

“ Keep an eye on her and don’t let her near their illegal business.” “ Damn,” Ace whistled again out of entertainment. “ Your wife is holding a gun against your men’s throat. What did you do to her?” “ Don’t mess with me,” I cursed and stare outside. But, then, I heard a gunshot coming out of Ace’s background and my first reaction is to run outside and see what the hell is happening to my wife. “ Where the hell are you?” Ace chuckles. “ You’re wife injured two of our men,” he informed. “ Did you train her? Because she surely knows how to avoid the vital parts.”

To learn the truth, not just about him, but about the bizarre situation that had somehow turned me into his accidental wife. Taking a deep breath, I squared my shoulders and met his gaze. "Alright," I said, my voice surprisingly steady. "Let's talk." The billionaire offered a curt nod, a flicker of something akin to respect flickering in his dark eyes. He gestured towards the study door. "After you, Mrs. Reynolds." As I stepped past him, a strange sense of anticipation settled over me. This wasn't just about clearing up a drunken mistake anymore. This was about unraveling the tangled web of secrets surrounding the billionaire, Project Nightingale, and the truth about our unlikely marriage.

"Don't be so harsh. I came here just to greet my cousin's brother, who apparently has been busy finding out where his favorite college girl is," teased the pregnant woman, who turned out to be Mayang. Mayang reluctantly came to meet Fachri in Bandung after her informant, who had been investigating the woman who had been involved with her husband, revealed that the woman was pregnant with her husband's child. What shocked Mayang even more was the discovery that the woman was one of Fachri's college students, and also Mayang's cousin. Mayang finally understood why Fachri had persistently urged her to reconsider Zidan as her husband. It turned out, this was all

asked one reporter. "Does this mean, the marriage has ended?" asked another reporter. "Ms Thatcher, who is the girl who was seen with your husband?" another reporter asked. "Aiden is a Scott and the Scott's are honourable people. My marriage to Aiden has suffered the same trials every marriage goes through. Aiden is a man with fouls so he makes mistakes. People grow out of love. I am hurt but not angry with my husband. I only wished he had told me, he was no longer in love with me. As the lady in the picture, she is our house servant. She was working for my husband before I got married to Aiden," Amanda said on camera with a strong face.

With a smile plastered on her face, anyone would assume that she was happily walking down the aisle to meet her Prince Charming. This wedding was every socialite's dream but Isabella was not one of those women, she wanted nothing more than to escape from this world that I was dragging her into. But I will never let her go, she was my woman and I want to spend the rest of this year with her by my side. The first time I discovered that Issac had a daughter, I never wanted to meet her till I saw her portrait in his living room, Right there I decided that she was going to be the collateral if Isaac found it impossible to meet up with the deal that he signed.