The ceo's mute bride Novels & Stories

she answers and gently wipes off her tears with her fingers. 'So happy my plans have once again continued!! I can't wait! Gosh, I can't wait!' The groom thinks, slightly raises his shoulders, and inwardly smirks. "Good! Our bride just responded! Let the murmuring seize!" The murmurings seize at the holler of the young priest and everywhere becomes silent as if in a graveyard. The young priest having put the murmurings to order glances at the bride and clears his throat.

I asked, my eyes narrowed at her. The smile disappeared from her face and Diana blinked. Then she held out the tablet. "Your wedding." I accepted the tablet, the screen was already open to an article. The headline occupied the top half of the page. SOCIALITE CELESTE VANCE CONFIRMS NOVEMBER WEDDING TO SINCLAIR HOLDINGS CEO My eyes moved through the paragraph and pictures, then I saw a video clip. I pressed the play button immediately, and Celeste appeared immediately. It was a video interview of her with some podcast organizer.

“This is your bride; her name is Marlowe.” Marlowe? I honestly wished it was someone else with the same facial features as hers. She slightly bowed her head with her pale face; I feigned ignorance, forcing a cold, disinterested expression. Dinner was unbearable. The clinking of cutlery and occasionally forced pleasantries filled the heavy silence. I barely looked at her and she didn't try to engage me either. The moment the last bite was eaten, everyone conveniently found reasons to leave the table giving us privacy.

Claudia snickered alongside her daughter as they watched the news. There was a section that made mention,a billionaire CEO marrying a lady beneath his class and whether or not if he would be bringing her to his company events with him. It sparked a debate and many internet users were of different opinions concerning his marriage. Though his name was not made mention of. She shot Beatrice a questioning eyes but her negative nod made her realize that she wasn't the one that leaked the anonymous information to the public.

“Let me get through today. The merger with her father’s company closes at midnight. After that, she’s nothing.” A woman in the third row slapped her gloved hand over her mouth. Another leaned to her husband, her voice sharp with scandal. “Did you hear that? He’s marrying her for the merger!” “She’s nothing,” another guest repeated in a shocked whisper. Adrian’s face turned the color of wet clay. “Turn it off,” he barked, rounding on the videographer. “Turn that goddamned thing off now!” “No,” I said, my voice cold and bright. “Let them see exactly what you are.”

But once I got to his house as his wife, I’d show him I don't take nonsense as well. “You can go back to your office,” he said and turned back to his PC. I shot him that annoying side eye before leaving his office. Marriage certificate signed ... .Now the CEO’s wife….. Automatic resignation from work. I didn't bother to get his permission before leaving the office to get my things to his house. Fear flared in my eyes as I met my stepmother in the house, I was expecting her to be at her boutique not at home. How was I going to pack out without her questioning me?

But she stayed silent, not wanting to explain herself further. --- In the grand living room, Rowan’s grandfather sat with his jaw clenched, his patience wearing thin. The tension was palpable, and his voice cut through the silence, sharp as a knife. “What did you just say to me?” he demanded, his fury barely contained. “You think you can just walk away from this? Ivy saved your life! She’s your wife now, and you will treat her with respect!” Rowan met his grandfather’s glare, his voice unwavering and cold. “If superstitions could save lives, there wouldn’t be any need for doctors. I didn’t agree to this marriage, and I won’t stay in it. I’m filing for a divorce.”

"I heard Rupert Russell is down to his last breath. The York family must be desperate for money to push their daughter into this hellhole." "What daughter? I heard she was found in some backwater place—the unwanted one. Otherwise, why would they give her this 'opportunity'?" The current head of the Russell household, Rupert's uncle Cruz Russell, maintained a serious expression throughout, seemingly indifferent to the wedding. After the tea ceremony, Diana used her last ounce of strength to push open the door to the bridal chamber. She slammed it shut, blocking out everything beyond. The room was dark, heavy curtains blocking the evening light.

Vera, seeing the look on my face patted my shoulder. "Dear, when you marry a rich and influential figure, there is no way to keep it out of the news. Deal with it," Rich and influential? "I think you got the wrong person, guys," I said, suddenly feeling relieved. Mae rolled her eyes again and whipped out her tablet. "Who is this?" she asked, thrusting it in my face. On the screen was a picture of me in my bridal dresses in a man's arms. We were looking into each other's eyes deeply, unaware of our surroundings. The picture had a caption: CEO of Fashion Goddess, Dante Di Benedetto, Caught On Camera With His Bride In A Bar.

Next to Mandy was her husband, then their two children, accompanied by their respective partners. Shortly thereafter, a new pair of brides appeared there, so that everyone's attention was directed to them. The woman who served as CEO of Verz Incorporation felt a little nervous, but she acted calmly so that no one dared to insinuate or vilify herself. Meanwhile, the girl's parents can only observe the behavior of their daughter. In their eyes, Abby and Massimo looked harmonious and calm.