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

Finally Bella's dream had come true, she had married the man of her dreams, rich and muscular,only that there was an added quality on Kevin,he is such a shameless tycoon. THE END ~~~~~~ Thank you so much my readers for your support on this journey.

Now, she realized she had traded a gold mine for a pile of dirt. "Enjoy your last few nights here," I said, turning toward the door as Marcus appeared with my suitcases. "And Penelope? Tell Arthur I’m still waiting for my ten million dollars. He has until midnight." I paused at the doorway, looking back over my shoulder. "Alexander is a very patient man, but he hates it when people owe his wife money. You wouldn't want to find out what happens when he loses his temper."

They all kept silent, nobody dared to breathe a word… not when he had claimed her right in front of them… Not when he was the most powerful person in the city… his words were final, nobody questioned it. Ethan cleared his throat as he grabbed a mic to say something. “I’ve wanted her a long time ago.” Ethan started, voice husky. He paused for a while, eyes searching as he looked beyond the crowd. He tried to steady his breath, his hand held onto hers without letting go. “But she was married. So I waited.” Another gasp rippled through the crowd, murmurs spread through the crowd.

I said. Not unkindly. Marcus nodded and closed the door. He had to be used to my harsh commands by now. I sat alone in my office with the folder open in front of me and the name at the top of every page. "Liam White." The man who was currently living in a house with my child growing inside the woman I loved. The man who had looked at me in a hospital corridor and said "don't you dare touch my wife" without raising his voice. The same man I had shoved in the chest like a teenager because I had run out of any other language.

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t know you are busy, and your PA is not on her desk.” She waved her hand dismissively. “No, it’s alright, we are done here anyway.” I walked in closing the door behind. “This is Mr White, my co CEO appointed by the board.” What, she never mentioned that something like that happened. Just when did that happen and why didn’t she tell me? “Hi, you are Marcus Walker, correct?” just who the fuck was that man? “Yes, I am and Olivia’s husband.” He nodded. “Oh, now I get it. you are Mrs Walker, and he is your husband.” Just what the fuck was wrong with his voice. Why the hell was it that deep, it was not normal.

I said, breaking the silence. Only then did he look up and meet my eyes. "And you're late." My eyes furrowed slightly. "By five minutes." "And already making excuses... how unfortunate." "I wasn't aware that I married a stopwatch," I said, and a faint smirk touched his lips. "I don't tolerate inefficiency... Mrs. Hemenez." "Then you married the wrong woman," I replied. A dark chuckle escaped his lips. "And pray do tell who exactly proposed this marriage?" Silence stretched and my fingers curled slightly.

White asked seriously. “I… I wanted to become a matchmaker for him as a friend.” I paused. “He told me how he is so interested in your daughter and wants to get married to her. Is it possible to bless them?” I asked anxiously, curling my lips. They stared at me with a surprised facial expression as Mr. White sighed heavily. “It seems you are mistaken, Mr. James,” White said, staring at me with displeasure. I didn't know what he meant by that but my ears were anxious to know what they meant.

A message arrived seconds later. I just saw your calls. Natasha wasn’t feeling well tonight. What happened? The message he sent made no sense to me; My son was dead under a white sheet ten feet away from me, and my husband had sent me a message about another woman's comfort. My fingers moved mechanically across the screen. His call came in again and this time I picked it. I answered. Neither of us spoke first. I could hear him breathing from the other end of the call "Tina." His voice came out finally. "I'm so sorry."

“You should look at the bigger picture.” “The bigger picture where you humiliate your wife? Where another woman gives you the child I couldn’t? This has been five years of hell. Five years of a loveless marriage. Five years of playing the perfect wife, smiling at the camera while you slowly disappear behind the scenes. You're never even at home to make a baby with me. Your wife!” “Don’t twist it. This isn’t humiliation. This is about family. My legacy. Accept the baby, accept the woman and maybe they’ll finally stop asking.”

EPILOGUE (2) Just as Layla finished Speaking, Mr. And Mrs. White walked into the living room, "Did we keep you all waiting?!" Mrs. White waved at them and went over to her seat and her husband. "Asking as if you don't already know." Leo replied from where he sat while rolling his eyes at his mother. "How dare you talk to my wife like that?! Do you think I cannot beat you in front of your son and your Wife!" Mr. White glared at his son and threw the spoon at him.