Too Late, Mr. White! I'm Married To Your Rival Now นิยาย & เรื่องราว

she urged. I forced a smile and sat beside Kira, clinging closely to her. “Kira told us everything that happened and how our son got you pregnant. I know I can't force you to do anything but we would like for you to keep this baby and we hoped we could propose marriage too,” Mr White said. Her smile vanished immediately. “Marriage? But why?” She inquired, trying not to break down. Mrs white sighed. “Our reputation is very valuable to us, dear. And we can't have news that our son has a child outside, it'd tarnish our image,” she explained.

"Stop this right now. I am giving you one last chance, Aurora. Apologize or you go to the cell." I slowly looked down at the floor. He gave a small, mocking smile. "Good girl." I looked right back up into his eyes and spoke clearly. "I, Aurora Carson, curse, the day i stood at the alter and called you my husband Donald Blackwood. As my husband, Our marriage is completely over. You will hear from my lawyer".

He says while staring at me “Thank you and it’s also a pleasure meeting you,” I say with a smile on my face. “I always knew you were impatient Armani but I thought since you got married to the love of your life-” Mr. White says, glancing from me back to William. “You would be far away across the globe enjoying your honeymoon instead of being here in my office.” “I don’t see how any of that concerns you after all it is my marriage and my wife isn't it White?” Williams asks and Mr. White chuckles in response.

My heart raced faster, I had been bombarded with one bad news to another today, what was Stella going to say now? “You will be getting married to a Billionaire.” my brows furrowed, she sure sounded out of this world, but was she serious?

Martha nodded, a small, approving smile playing at her lips before she disappeared back down the hall. "That felt good," I admitted, taking another sip of wine. Lillian raised her glass in salute. "Pride looks good on you, bestie." A few minutes later, we heard the distant sound of rain beginning to patter against the windows. It quickly escalated into a downpour. Martha reappeared, looking slightly uncomfortable. "Mr. White refuses to leave, Miss. He's standing in the rain without an umbrella, saying he won't go until you speak with him." Lillian snorted. "Going for the dramatic romance novel approach, is he? Let him drown."

​I pulled out my phone, opened a blank message screen to an old number I had memorized years ago, and began typing. ​I know you think Carter is protecting you, Elena. But you belong with me. This isn't over. ​I hit send. I watched the delivery status update to sent. ​Let Carter play the white knight. Let him build his walls and throw his money around. Elena was my wife first, and I was going to make sure she never forgot it.

Exactly the kind of ring that looked like it had always belonged on someone’s hand. Mr. Nik looked up at me with that same controlled confidence, as if kneeling in his own office with Liana watching was the most natural thing in the world. “Apparently,” he said, voice low and steady, “I need to do things properly this time.” He held my gaze. “Elena, may I ask you to marry me again?”

She had fought for me. Even though, in the end, she had admitted she never loved me, that it was all pity. That she had only stayed because I was a poor orphan who had no one. It was all a game to her. "Mr. White, are you daydreaming? How disappointing." Alexander indifferent voice cut through my thoughts like a blade. "It was just a simple question," he continued lazily. "You did say you were happily married, didn’t you? So it shouldn’t take you this long to respond."

"I want a divorce! My husband doesn't love me anymore!" I step into the county clerk's office holding my water-damaged marriage certificate just in time to hear a young woman at the next window filing for divorce. She's sobbing uncontrollably, insisting that she and her husband have fallen out of love. By a strange stroke of luck, her husband shares the exact same name as mine—Louie Russell. The only difference is that her husband is the wealthiest man in Jalenne, while mine is just an ordinary guy. Smiling at the coincidence, I hand my marriage certificate over to the clerk. "Could you please issue me a replacement?" But the next second, the clerk gives me a strange look. "Ma'am, you

the personal assistant explained. "Oh that!"r white suddenly remarked as if he had been in another realm, "We would just have to find a good replacement for her," Mr White concluded as he watched the man mid his head in n affirmation. "Yes boss!" He asserted and immediately turned to take his leave, "I think.there is something.bigger going on!" Mr white declared as he thought about the news he had just seen. He knew Isabella was married to Vincent which meant Jessica being pregnant with his child only indicate that she was Isabella's rival.