The Unwanted Bride: Claimed By The Billionaire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I don't know anymore. Even now that I am laughing, he showed no sign of amusement or surprise. It's like he's used to my laugh, but he's not. I barely laughed these days, my life did not allow me to. I was not married to a simple man, I wish I was. He was the heir of the Sinclairs, one of the most influential family of our country. He could not be married to a simple girl either. And simple, I was.

“Even if I take everything you have, it still won’t be enough.” Papa collapsed in silent sobs. Selene was frozen on the floor. And then… he looked at me. That smile—devilish and dangerous—made me step back. “You,” he said. “You’re the one I want.” “No!” I shouted. “I have nothing to do with his debt! I’m not even part of this family!” “That’s exactly why I chose you,” he said with a grin. “You’ll be my bride.” My stomach twisted. “You’re joking… right?”

Simultaneously I brought my hand closer to her to shake hands, but I was disappointed because she didn't seem to pay attention to me. Instead, she faces my husband again. "Oh, my nephew, you got married already? Why didn't you even invite me? My feelings hurt. Where did you get this woman? She looks ordinary to me. I didn't know that your taste towards women is just plain. I want to introduce you to someone who was the heiress, but I guess I'm late." The sarcastic response of her aunt to Leonard.

What a pain. She exhales out a loud, deep breath as if she is controlling her outburst. She looks restless, "I'm calling Ashar, but he's not picking up his phone. Two thousand people from all over the country and even from overseas are coming to the wedding. If the bride wouldn't be on time, it will spoil the image of the two families. You don't understand how much good reputation is important for Hobsons. I'm going to put a thick veil on your face, so no one would recognize you. Your height, weight and body shape matches with mine. No one will find out, believe me." She is right about our weight, but not height. She is few inches taller. But this doesn't solve the problem. It's impossible.

•SOPHIA LANGFORD• Thump. Thump.. My heart raced insanely fast as I took steady strides towards the altar, raising my wedding gown a bit as I moved alongside the bridal maids. ..bridal maids I didn't even know. Nothing could be more relieving than being in the process of getting a fortune but at the same time, nothing could be more dreadful than being contractually bound to a billionaire who had a million rivals… Everything had really happened so fast this week..

His grip was steady, no longer the iron shackle of a husband-by-contract, but the anchor of a partner. "Day one hundred and eighty," I whispered. "Not quite," Damien said, looking at the glowing burner phone in my hand. The screen flickered one last time. A message from an unknown number: *The Architect never builds a house she can't escape. See you in the Caymans, Queen.* I looked at the smoking ruins, then at the man I had married to survive. The Unwanted Bride was dead. The Harrington empire was ash. But the Vane legacy was just beginning.

I went up to the balcony. The balcony was like a place I went to when my head was full and I just needed to let it out. I went there to cry most times or to scream at the world for being cruel and unfair. I stood at the railing and looked out at the dark garden below. I was getting married. I was getting married to a man I did not know, in few weeks my life would completely change, from the underpaid servant to the wife of one of the wealthiest men in the state. This was crazy.