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Married To My Ex-Fiancé's Silent Uncle
Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he'd dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family's land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell-the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I've suspended Hugh's executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I'm just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back."Irene, let's break up."
Irene Xiao remembered how his words hit her like tons of bricks. "What?" she uttered, lost for words.
The man pinched his nose as if it was draining for him to even explain it to her. "Here's the thing. We just don't fit. I mean, I love eating all kinds of things, and you," he continued, wrinkling his nose. "You can only cook noodles, and don't get me started on the... You get what I mean, right? Here's 200,000 dollars. Think of it as a compensation for the time we've spent together."
Irene Xiao sat on the side of the road, hands gripping over the edges of the pavement as she thought back to the moment he broke her heart. She took another swig of the beer she was holding, sniffling.
What the heck happened?
She remembered how in love she and Jonny Jiang were. They had been together for three years. Except for her body of course, she was willing to give everything to him. But what happened? She just got dumped!
Irene Xiao wailed.
However, it was only right that he did so...at least. Jonny Jiang's parents were government officials, and his family background was outstanding to say the least. As for her, her mother had a lowly job, and she had an equally troublesome sister.
They had different social statuses, so maybe it was just right that they broke up.
But still...
She blinked back the tears, wiping the ones that slipped down her cheeks.
Why the hell was he like this?
She remembered how much he loved her noodles, and how he'd said that he'd eat them for days if he wanted to. He'd even said that they'd go through all of his parent's disapproval and her family's background. "It'll be all right," he'd said, wrapping his arms around her.
It took three years for all those words to go to waste.
One can never really trust a man's word.
Her heart clenched. As much as she tried to hold back her tears, the barriers around her started to break. She found herself sobbing in the streets.
'200,000 dollars! As if that could buy back the time I wasted on you!' Irene Xiao thought, taking another swig of her bottle.
It couldn't,
but she found herself taking it out of cold blood in the end.
'This is my money anyway.
Wasting my time on that asshole!'
Just as she took another sip, a car stopped at the side of the road a few meters behind her.
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Be Your One And Only
The day Irene was dumbed by her boyfriend was the same day that she got engaged. Drunk in sadness and alcohol, Irene found herself answering a tipsy "yes" to Aaron's invitation to marry. By the time she sobered up, she found herself whisked in a marriage with a man she barely knew. At first, each/0/79054/coverorgin.jpg?v=248fd387f8a7ef06a95d551925555a22&imageMogr2/format/webp)
HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION(An Erotic Billionaire Romance)
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Money Darling
A love child who failed to fulfill her father's wish for a son and was abandoned by her mother at birth, Leona grew up in the Ling household, being scorned at by her step-mother. Although born in a wealthy business family, she had to fund her tuition fees and living expenses on her own by doing part/0/30174/coverorgin.jpg?v=cef715ce14bffb4c48b60ad05e901be9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Second Marriage: He's Blind Yet Love Isn't
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The Closer I Get to You
Yana is a young and strong girl. She tries all means to get money for her brother’s surgery. She sells herself to the handsome and rich playboy Albert for three months because he promises to give her 100 million. However, three months later, her brother dies of a heart attack, Albert also leaves her/0/18586/coverorgin.jpg?v=96859da1609c2100575209e96ea86e31&imageMogr2/format/webp)
College Girl Behind The Charming CEO
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He Only Married Me To Show Her That He Already Moved On
He has all the traits that you wished for your dream man to have. Power, money, perfection, handsomeness and a body like a Greek God. But he's inlove. He's inlove with her. For him, she was the completion of his dream, a perfect wife and a mother to be with his children. He would give her ever/0/18623/coverorgin.jpg?v=3450a60433e05136701430e344ca57c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ex-wife's Temptation
Anne followed a certain contract: she would get married to Kevin and give birth to his child by the end of the year. Otherwise, she would lose it all. However, it was easier said than done. Faced with humiliation day by day, she had run out of patience. This time, she didn't want to give in. On/0/17940/coverorgin.jpg?v=7b1b588f48145f19860b2aa07e4ea4a0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dancing With the Devil
All Ivy wanted was love. Her boyfriend of one year, Jake, seemed to be a good option, but he was far too professional for Ivy's liking, and her best friend, Violet, didn't like him at all. What else was she supposed to do, though? So what if he didn't hold her, hug her, and kiss her properly? At/0/18395/coverorgin.jpg?v=3f661114451a51366737e8f892f18be0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
