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Get the APPSecrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine
The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Love Unbreakable
My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage
Reborn And Remade: Pursued By The Billionaire
His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius
The Masked Heiress: Don't Mess With Her
Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You're A Zillionaire Heiress
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Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”The Breakup
It was the eve of Christmas; 24th of December and the bustle of Christmas decorations were up and about in the city.
The Hopkins family were no exception; they were up and fully into decorations and preparations, almost as if they had caught a Christmas Fever.
“Here Sara, pin these jelly Christmas boots. I got them delivered from an online store this morning.” Trisha tossed a bag of jelly boots to her younger sister.
“I thought we agreed that we already have enough glitters and stuff for the tree.” She hung them.
“Yes, but Barak and I decided that they would hang lovely on the tree.”
Trisha wound her arms around her fiance's shoulder, pushing her body towards his and planting a kiss on his lips.
Barak's arms held on to Trisha's slim lower waist, and hugged her to himself affectionately.
“I think we make the best decisions, don't we TrishaRell?” Barak's voice was soft on Trisha's lower ear as he called her by the pet name he made for her.
She was getting turned on, but she was going to hold on a lot longer to grind him after Christmas Eve’s dinner.
“Okay, gather around kids.” Trisha's mother called to them.
“Let’s have this dinner then you can smooch all you want.” She chuckled.
They sat around the table and said a prayer to God for good life, happiness and Trisha's forthcoming wedding.
