The Billionaire Accidental Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

She still remembered Ella’s wide eyes when she said it. “You what? You married a billionaire under contract?” Sophie had laughed at the disbelief, sipping her wine and brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes. No ceremony, no rings. Just ink on a page and signatures.” Ella’s jaw had dropped. “Wait, wait Sophie, who is he?” “His name is Carson O’Connell . He needed a wife for some mmm complicated corporate reasons. And I needed the money for my mum’s hospital bill, Sophie said felling a little bit sad

“As if.” “The Damien Hardy?” The audience whispered among themselves. Emily stood there, exposed beneath the lights, clutching the card as the truth settled in. Damien William Hardy. The most eligible bachelor in the country. Billionaire heir. Untouchable. What would a man like that want with a leftover woman?

And it definitely couldn't undo what she'd just done. Two months later the nausea started. At first she blamed stress. Bad takeout. Anything but the obvious. But the test didn't lie. Two pink lines stared back at her in the fluorescent light of her bathroom. Pregnant. She sank to the floor, back against the tub, and laughed until it turned into something broken. Alexander Voss. Billionaire. Stranger. Father of her child. She didn't know his number. Didn't know his real last name, Voss might have been a pseudonym for all she knew. The internet turned up dozens of Alexanders in finance, none that matched the man who'd held her like she was precious.

He Instructed with stern in his eyes. His coldness made Abigial kill the urge of trying to question why he had sent breakfast for her after letting her cry all night. She cursed herself for being such a heavy sleeper . " You will stay at home until I find something for you." " I will be a housewife?" She returned back to the bed. " A billionaire's house wife." He corrected, " A lot of Ladies want this and you got it." Abigail eyed him through her glasses, not disappointed by his words. He had always had fun ridiculing her and it wasn't something new now.

MARINA'S COSMETIC COMPANY. "It must feel good to be able to shop in the same aisle as I shop, all because you got married by chance to a millionaire." Marina heard Amira's voice from behind her as she checked out some of the products that had just been sent to her company. "First off, don't insult my husband. He is a billionaire and not a millionaire, what do you mean by calling him a millionaire?" Marina looked physically offended as she twirled from staring at the cosmetics section and directed her attention to Amira.

“It sounds like a good offer, but I couldn't make a decision that would affect my life and my future baby's life so easily. You have so many choices, why me?” “I observe you very closely, you are not curious and you don't meddle in other people's affairs, that is what I need in a wife, I believe when we are together, you will not cause me any trouble.” I thought for a moment, then asked, "Why do you need a wife and a baby, you know, you're a billionaire, our world is so different, I'm afraid I'll be in danger when I become your wife.” I had heard that there were a lot of billionaires who had close ties to the mafia. Not long ago Matthew was in a car accident, heaven knows if it was a real ac

Advika felt happy that her husband agreed with her because this is her. **A handicapped wife of the richest billionaire of the country.** ********** ********** Let me know your thoughts about my book in the comment section. With Love, Author The Cloud.

"No, we'll leave together. I don't want the sleazy tabloids capturing shit about our marriage." At that, she chuckled humorlessly, unbothered by his anger. "You've done a good job painting the reality of what it is to the media already. I won't be made a clown a second time." Then she reached for her phone and ordered a cab in front of the nanny and the Stark family chauffeur who had come in a limo to pick them up. What the fuck was she trying to pull? What new scheme could she be cooking? Alessandro knew he couldn't make a scene there and swallowed his rage, watching as a small cab drove in and the new wife of the richest billionaire in America according to Forbes, entered with their baby.

Staring at the computer now I don't even know what to say, I scoff, definitely not a marriage of love if he looked at his wife that way. Also stated here that he is a billionaire who has wealth from investing in major shares of other companies after he founded his tech. Something brushes past my eyes and I click on the link, the accident of Katherine Anderson. It felt like my skin pickled at the sight of it and when I clicked the video, I'm watching as she is packed up in batches and the car was brutally destroyed. It was a miracle she survived, some comments had said. There was something about the way she survived, there was something I needed to know, which made it possible for me to be he

"Please, it's not a joke. I need to get the best women in this community, even if they are foreigners. Better if they are, I wouldn't understand them at all and we would have the best fictional relationship" The man snorted "And what do you want me to say? Congratulations?" Silvio continued "You're talking about women of high value... What are you going to offer them? Do you think I'm trafficking people?" "Of course not, Silvio. I plan to pay for its value and services. Also, I respect your marriage and your family very much, that's why I'm asking for your help. How did you choose your wife?" "Stefano, you can't go through life buying everything. My wife is with me because we love each other