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Stabbed

Married To My Ex-Fiancé's Silent Uncle

Married To My Ex-Fiancé's Silent Uncle

Ming Yue
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.
Modern SchemingContract marriage BillionairesCEOFlash MarriageRevengeAge Gap
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Rose Hastington

I walked out from my office with a smile plastered on my face. I don't know why I'm so happy today but I'm just happy.

"You're weird." I glared to my brother as he commented about my face.

"Shut it Luky." I hissed and he pressed the lift button.

"Have you book a ticket to Miami for next week?"

"Why don't we use our jet?" I asked.

"Dad is going to use it smart head." He said annoyed and we walked into the lift.

"Why dad get to use it every time?" I hissed.

"It's his." Luke said in 'are you stupid tone?'.

"Where are you going after this?" I asked.

"As usual.. meet my brothers." Luke said and I rolled my eyes.

"Will Max be there?"

"It's only me, Sky and Ken for today.

"Where's the rest?" I asked and the lift opened, we walked out from the lift and walked out from the building.

"Aaron‘s at home taking care of his sick wife, Alex is taking Angel to LA, Sebastian is in Russia but I don't know what is that idiot doing there and lastly your Maxy.." I looked at him waiting for him to finish his sentence.

"Where? Max where?"

"I don't know." That made me smack his shoulder hard, he groaned in pain.

"Don't joke like that!"

"Why don't you check him at his house? You can call him too." He hissed and rubbed the spot where I smack him.

"Okay." I smiled widely and he still looked at me annoy, I walked to my car and waved to my annoying brother. I got into my car and drove out from my office building.

Let's just go to Max's house, I miss him. We fought a lot last week and none of us talk so let's just clear things up with him.

Max is my first love, I love him since I was 14 and I know that's crazy, now I'm 24 almost 25 and my heart still belongs to him. We both have an on and off relationship and as you all know Max is a playboy, he often change women almost everyday.

It breaks my heart and I've been watching it for almost 11 years, but he kept going back to me in the end. I know he's a douchebag but I love him. Crazy love but it's true.

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