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The Billionaire's contract marriage

The Billionaire's contract marriage

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Chapter 1 Being Mrs. Winston

Word Count: 1317    |    Released on: 24/05/2022

ose up. It

g the crowd for familiar faces. They landed on my co-workers who stared back at me blankl

front of the other, moving towards the

the wedding planner said, right before she winked a

btly checked his watch. He still had not perfected the art of giving an e

posing for the unsuspecting guests armed with cameras an

l train let go of my gown and the groom clasped my hand with urgency.

ly performed–and began to speak, I tuned my brain towards the las

now a weakness. I sniffed hastily,

hand. I am trying not to cry, and there

Sneaking around the dinner last night to get a glimpse of the final scene, tearing up and ruining my makeup in th

s speaking intently on marriage vows. I tuned out again, focusin

ve blessings. Unlike in the movies, he skipped the part about exchanging

ned to the groom

dded wife? To love and to hold, to cherish and to protect, for ric

entitled, arrogant, and unfairly handsome man I worked under fo

ediately and smiled at

dded wife? To love and to hold, to cherish and to protect, for ric

d the riches part, nothing else held any weight. I was about

ney and fame, sure to end in sepa

and turned to look at the priest wh

" I responded, feeling a bitter taste in

ds, "With no further delay, I pronounce

Winstons' indulged when our engagement broke out. Strings of flings and

e sin involved in keeping up the s

ond, Cole leaned over and pecked me softly on my lips. Thankfull

yes of Cole's family. From experience, I knew they felt like strangling me now but

perfume stuck in my nose and I grimaced, fighting hard for air. The numerous pearl beads on her nec

l never be. All this is just for show, none of us care one inc

hands with as soon as he reached them, and a small jolt of pain washed over me. I would hav

you. I have zero interest in your family name. Your son came with the offer, not me." I replied

lking, and put on the best forlorn face of

," I suggested, holding his hand whi

al him though, right?" I asked, layering on the swe

esponded, urging us to move along. As we walked away

ur-inch heels had begun to bite into my feet. Contrary to the story she spun about it being

sband. He made a stellar show of grinning as he opened the passenger door for me, s

crowd as Cole revved up and engine and drove

tomorrow," He said curtly, putting a black shade ov

ivate jet waiting for our arrival. Being the

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