Who Does Rudeus Marry Novels & Stories

At the news currently been displayed about Hudson and I, same way she had announced their plans to marry and her getting the shopping mall. “Popular Real Estate guru, Hudson Rodriguiez is rumored to be having a little more than a simple business partnership with Miss Hernandez, CEO of De Hernandez Dreamz! They signed a business partnership earlier this year but from the pictures… are we to expect a wedding soon? Congrats to the latest couple!” Beautiful, isn’t it? It just gives the right amount of juice to the already sizzling stew that Charlotte began by going online with everything in the first place! First, she made Amelia announce she and Hudson were seriously making plans to get married

Gerald looked at North meaningfully. “I would never risk the crime of polygamy.” An idea came to North, and she pulled Gerald to one side conspiratorially. They hid in a corner where Henry would not see them. Meanwhile, Henry and Linda were still boasting. Someone asked in surprise, “Mr. Gerald and Reina are getting married? Why have I not heard anything about that?” Henry waved a hand. “Gerald has a marriage agreement with the Jordan family. Reina is the heiress of the Jordan family. Doesn’t that make it a done deal?”

Out loud she said,” So what about Peter Ramsey’s sister? “Big scandal!” her aunt answered with relish. “Charlotte Ramsey was about to marry one guy and just before the wedding he refused to sign the prenuptial agreement her father had drawn up. She turned around on the spot and married the British billionaire, Damien Winter, instead. Her former fiancé proceeded to sue for ownership of the apartment they’d shared—hers, of course—in a de facto relationship. He got it, too. Didn’t go to court. She signed off on it. The point is…” “He was in it for a slice of the Ramsey billions.”

I draped a towel over his shoulder. "You're in a white dress, we love each other, how about it, Bambi, marry me?" He asked, his voice not shaken, but simply as if he was so sure. As if he wanted nothing more at this moment. "We can be like that couple from that tv show". He said, and I hated to break it to him, they never made it. "They got a divorce after you fell asleep". I said, and he whimpered. "Well we can be them post me sleeping". He agreed, as I leaned against his back, my hands wrapping around his waist.

I am his wife, and it is my responsibility to accompany him to this major occasion, as this is the main reason I was compelled to marry that idiot Duke Hayes! "There's no need to stress about it Elaine, you don't need to come in here," Duke said coldly. This man really! " Sorry but I won't listen to you stupid man! " I angrily replied to him and before he could say anything I ended the call with him. You dare not include me with what's happening in your life? Well I will force my way to be included. It's your fault for forcing me to marry you Duke Hayes.I will make you regret it and exact my retribution by ignoring your commands. Simply wait and see.

“I have a proposition. A contract marriage. One year, maybe more if it works. You get protection, money for your child, and payback against Ethan. I get a wife who quiets the board and teaches my son consequences.” She stared like I’d gone insane. “You can’t be serious.” “I’m always serious,” I told her. “Walk away now with nothing but pain. Or walk away with real power.” Her mouth opened in shock. Silence hung heavy between us. Finally, she breathed, “Why me? You could pick anyone.” I reached over and gently lifted her chin so she couldn’t look away. “Because my son never deserved you.” I let that sink in. “So, Isabella Hart… will you marry me?”

But when I opened them, my breath caught. It wasn’t Luca. It wasn’t Sophia. It was Dante. His name was stamped across every headline like a brand seared into flesh. “Dante Russo Marries Former Fiancée of Luca Vitale.” “Russo Declares Gianna Not a Scandal, but His Wife.” “Evidence of Luca’s Infidelity Surfaces—More to Come.” I froze, staring at the bold letters as if they might rearrange into something else. My pulse thundered in my ears. I clicked the first article with shaking hands.

"Wait. That Travis Osborne? That CEO that was featured in Worbes or something?" "Mom, it's Forbes," Naveena said between bites of her food. "Yes. That Travis Osborne. He's my loving husband." "Oh honey. I missed your wedding. I'm so sorry," she said, her eyes welling up with tears. "Mom, don't cry. I'm sure you have an explanation for everything, and I and Travis—my husband—haven't exactly had a wedding. So we have time to plan that." "Oh. What do you mean you haven't yet had a wedding? Does that mean you're not married? Why didn't he give you a wedding?" She looked down at her stomach. "Are you or were you?"

But I know that it's already too late for me to regret everything that happened though. I am already married to the ruthless billionaire, and I could never change that fact anymore. Well, not unless I travel back in time, which is not very possible to happen. "Wow. Kier Henderson must be the luckiest person to have such handsome and rich son-in-law. Finally, huh? A big catch. Henderson Company won't surely be back in the mud ever again. Afterall, our bride here has the ruthless billionaire by their side." The lady added while chuckling, and I didn't like seeing her happy face as well as her voice. So so much that I badly want to make a scene here by pulling her hair and smash her head right

I chased after Alexander and drew his hand, we walked to the other side "what do you want Bella?, I have tried to smoothen things for you but I got a slap in return, are you trying to provoke me?, I can be mean to ladies if pushed to the wall, don't ignite my anger" "Forget about that, what kind of contract are you talking about?" I asked "we can't say it here, this is my number, call me when you are free, please fuck off now, I have things to handle" he said and threw a small plastic card at my face I quickly picked it up and we both walked to the meeting and I was shocked to see my mom hugging Mr Edwin "what's happening here?" I asked confusingly "We have discarded our old disputes, there'