The Unwanted Bride: Claimed By The Billionaire 소설 & 이야기

"Brandon, Father is just disciplining her. If you don't watch her well, she'll easily cheat behind you." “My wife doesn't need anyone's discipline." Brandon retorted, "Only people who love to cheat were so fond of labeling others as cheaters." "You!" Blair balled her hands into fists out of anger. "Well, I don't have to waste my time with any poor uneducated guy like you." Blair deliberately scanned over what Brandon was wearing with a look of disgust. Brandon was indeed handsome but couldn't even afford a simple famous brand. No wonder that people called him the unwanted son.

Francisco concluded. Marcella’s heart raced as she heard what her uncle said. She had just mentioned it earlier, but she didn’t know it would come true! “He should show up soon,” Marcella replied, her face full of optimism. Marcella thought to herself that such a wealthy man was someone she shouldn’t let go of. She didn’t care if he was old or an ugly bachelor; what mattered was the wealth she would gain. “Grandma, our family has the chance to reside in the Laguna Highlands, and it’s still the most breathtaking villa,” Marcella said dreamily.

"You better do. Get that girl out of my house and find a convincing reason for bringing her into the house. My name mustn't be dragged into this, understood!?" "Understood sir" I fumed with rage. *** *** *** Happy Restaurant. Vivian's pov "I'm telling you" one of the customers pouted at others who did not seem to believe what he was saying. I moved round the tables, packing the used plates and cups. He leaned over and continued "These so-called billionaire families have no shame. I heard the bride canceled the wedding, and they sent their guards searching for a young suitable bride". With a developed interest in the little gossip, I returned to the counter.

Everyone with their thoughts hidden beneath the surface of their mind. Olivia stood in the bedroom, surrounded by half-packed suitcases and a room filled with memories. She carefully folded a scarf and placed it into one of the suitcases, then wiped away a tear that dropped from her eyes. The impending end of their contract marriage had brought an array of mixed emotions, and Olivia couldn't help but feel a heavy sense of emptiness. She felt the pains of the billionaire but she doesn't want to be intertwined any further. All she wants to do was to maintain the last distance and leave in peace.

After getting off on the wrong foot These two found friendship and love when they least expected. THE BILLIONAIRE'S UNEXPECTED BABY After his bride-to-be betrayed him with his best friend just before their wedding Ken was determined to have nothing to do with Vivian, now seven months later she was working as a cleaner in his house; the good news: she's carrying his child, the bad news: he was about to find out who his real enemies were NANNY TO THE BILLIONAIRE'S DAUGHTER One mistake that will either make or break them.

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Sameera And Zahir's Nikkah Part One. Hayat's Pov. Happiness is what I feel for my best friend who deserves the entire world for what she has done for me in my times of need. Today is her nikkah, Sameera promised that she wouldn't go all bridezilla but guess what? She is doing it right now. Yeah being a bridezilla because the makeup artist is late and the time for her nikkah is about an hour and a half.

He took his seat. “My mom set me up with a girl. I don’t know who’s smarter, the girl or my mom but at the end of the day, I ended up signing an NDA for the girl’s privacy not knowing it was a marriage agreement. The next morning, my mom turned up at my door, with another girl which is the supposed bride, and the agreement that I signed,” Henry was still staring at me in bewilderment as I narrated the current problems of my life. “Holy shit,”

I said before I continued my speech. "Ummm so I need a bride as soon as yesterday. I have drawn up a contract which states that I will marry a girl and offer her 3 million dollars and after 6 months we go our separate ways. Pretend as though nothing happened." I said, and lifted right her eyebrow in awe as I pushed the file papers across the table to her. "So, here is the contract. You're the chosen girl for me." I said and handed her the contract with a smirk and she looked dumbfounded and bewildered. Her mouth was just hanging open, speechless and in shock.

She brushed it aside and focused on the moment. The priest quickly resumed the ceremony. The sun had already begun to set by the time the wedding ended. Everything happened fast. Too fast. Soon, everyone gathered at the reception hall. The place was grand. Beautiful. Luxurious. Rich and influential people filled the room. Laughing loudly, glass clicking, influential people trying to connect with each other, while everyone completely ignored the bride. Riley felt small. Out of place. Invisible. It was as though she didn’t exist at her own wedding.