The Billionaire's Accidental Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

she said slowly. “This is going to be interesting.” Amara suddenly realized something. The peaceful balance in the mansion… Was about to disappear. And somehow, she had a feeling Sophia Bennett had something to do with Alexander’s past. Something he clearly didn’t want to talk about. Author’s Note Dear readers, Thank you so much for supporting The Billionaire’s Accidental Bride. Your comments, encouragement, and love for Amara and Alexander mean the world to me. It seems someone from Alexander’s past has appeared… and her presence may change everything.

He commanded. I nodded my head. “This is my ATM card,” he snapped, handing the branded card. “It has enough money therefore buy whatever would make the birthday party interesting.” He suggested, I stood for a minute before I left. We left the mansion together before he dropped me at one of the shopping malls. The moment I entered the whispers increased, their eyes was all over me. I fist my hands unto the card while my legs shivered. “Aren't you wife of that billionaire that almost lost his daughter because of your carelessness?” One of the elderly ladies asked. I closed my face to avoid their glare further, our news was already in the public.

she scoffed at the thought of that. "Oh, it occurred to me that you don't have a good memory". She walks around her in circles . "Let me remind you, I'm Daisy Campbell; Milo Kai Anton's wife. What is he again...?" She tapped her index finger at the corner of her lips. "Ye...yes, I heard is a Billionaire. I heard he owns Westwood city". Elleney stared at her in a daze, but she didn't stop. She continued "...it can be safe to say that he is a robber, probably a kidnapper because...".

She pressed a button. The screen went black. Richard lunged for her. Adrian caught him by the collar. “Don't touch my wife.” Richard's face reddened. “You fool! You would destroy your own family for her?” Adrian shoved him away. “She is my family.” For one second, silence fell. Elena stared at Adrian. Those words reached somewhere deep inside her, somewhere the fear and confusion had not yet touched. Then Richard laughed. “You have no idea what family means.” He pressed a concealed button beneath the desk.

Flores's hefty body collapsed like a pile of mud, drenched in sweat from head to toe. Crystal had already collapsed to the ground, still in shock. Wait... what did he just say? Nelson Family Group... CEO's wife? That devilishly handsome man, is he the legendary wealthy Keith? And the pregnant woman is his wife? No! No!! How could this happen?! If the people she offended are them, then she... is truly... finished... Crystal's face turned pale as ashes. She couldn't care less about her dog being choked to death in an instant. Because the next one to die would be her...

Ethan stood alone in his £50M penthouse, in his £15,000 suit, surrounded by everything money could buy, and felt poorer than when he was pretending to be poor. Because his wife had left. And outside, in the elevator, Elise finally let out a loud sob, hugging her tote bag, whispering: "My husband is a billionaire... my poor husband is a billionaire... what am I going to do?"

“I wish you both happiness.” Adrian nodded. “Thank you.” His voice was calm, but his eyes remained on her. Elena noticed.She turned away before he could see how deeply his attention affected her. “I need to speak with some of the shareholders.” Isabella nodded. “Of course.”Elena took a few steps away, but her thoughts followed her. Seven years. Seven years of raising Leo alone. Seven years of wondering who Adrian Blackwood was.Seven years of carrying a marriage certificate she had never understood.And now, without warning, she had found him.Not as the stranger from the hotel.Not as the husband whose name she had searched for.

Any woman would be out of her mind to turn him down. He never dated; he never needed to. If he had, it would've made headlines; the media would have sold their souls for that story. What everyone knew, though, was his reputation: the consistent rumour of his legendary talent, for handling a woman's wildest, most private desires; the exact fantasy I was clinging to. Then one random night, there I was. Just another girl in a crowded bar, trying to catch the attention of a billionaire who never looked twice. I and the untouchable Aldwin Ellison. It worked. I caught his attention, but I was only hoping for a one-night stand. Instead, I became his so-called wife in less than a week. No courtship,

It was completely empty except for a single bed, a nightstand and a dresser, with a small table and a chair by the window. The man had more than enough money, and was rumored to have billions, yet he brought me here? I wasn’t even surprised. Clutching my arms tightly, I pressed my lips together, before sitting on the bed, still wearing my white wedding dress. I stared at the floor and hugged my arms around myself, letting the reality of my situation slowly settle into a mold in my head. This was never the kind of life I wanted for myself.

I choked out, staring at the screen like it might suddenly correct itself. Jessica’s texts started popping up one after the other: Jess: SIS WHAT IS THIS??? Jess: You MARRIED a billionaire?? Jess: Who is he?? What’s going on?? Answer meeeee!! Jess: Mom is gonna hyperventilate. Jess: ARE YOU OKAY?? Jess: HELLO??? I suddenly felt dizzy. I didn't even know which message to respond to first. There were a lot of tags on my I*******m too. The wedding I thought was fake is actually real, and now the whole freaking world knows about it. My face was almost on every blog — mystery woman, unknown bride, Miami wife. And my legally married husband, Eric Macmillan is apparently heir to a Billionaire fortu