Deceptive Marriage

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y sidewalk. Her high heels made clicking sounds against the concrete as her auburn ponytail and s

I swe

ss. Abigail was starting to see why too. The man was clearly aware that she’s the daughter of his boss and yet he bosses he

nking this through because she has no idea who she’s even looking for. Abigail eventually spots a man sitting by himself next to the window, his thumbs moving faster than she’s ever seen before as he taps on his phone with a serious, focused expression. His jet-black hair was neatly combed back and he ha

n as he saw who it is. There was annoyance

you kept a l

n is always determined to act professionally for her father’s sake. “Sorry about that.

d looking at her the second she sat down as his eyes snapped back to his phone. Abigail feels a pulse in her neck as her irritation only increased. Most gu

out an

ks that thought out loud

lowered his phone. “I need a wife an

oundedly as she tries to process what

dred times to a child and he leans forward towards Abigail while intertwining hi

d she quickly adjusts the volume of her tone. “You can’t just dump something like that on a woman

at only took two seconds tops before he spoke again. “I’m in a bit of a sticky situation. Being married to my boss’s daught

rd that completely throws her off. “Decept

s. I believe I’m about to be framed for something, and I need you as cover until the suspension is off of my back,” he says bef

marry you!” she accidentally raises her voice again. The way the handsome man brought a single finger to h

but damn,

kers goes to prison over bullshit, how do you think that’ll make your father look?” Abigail bit her tongue as the man continued. “It wouldn’t just make him look bad and throw him under suspicion too, it

hing simple

work. Abigail’s heart still palpitations in her chest. All of this sounds crazy. And part of her was starting to think that the man in front of

very expensive-looking diamond ring onto her ring finger. It was golden, of course, with a massive diamond in the middle and swirled down the sides. Tiny diamonds on each twist. Abigail’

kers must attend, including your friends. We have to

ER pa

then one thought crossed her mind that forced another blush

s, hugging,

things with him. But he clearly didn’t feel the same as he sent her a text even though she was sitting

ain bewildered. She looked at the text he had litera

is going to give me gray hairs by th