Getting rid of Mina, Fred's wife, after five years of her problematic self, he finally felt relieved. He needed a new wife so he got married to Jayda on the contract that she was going to be given 1.5 billion dollars. Fred and Jayda had shared a strong bond a few years back after an accidental 'one night stand'. Trying to balance their relationship seemed to be a problem as both of them were too enclosed in the fear of revealing their pasts and problems, with Jayda being so cold... READ ON TO DIVE INTO THE LOVE STORY OF JAYDA AND FRED AS THINGS UNFOLD BETWEEN THEM.
"Get out of this house, woman!" Fred Maklaw, the 32-year-old man barked at his wife, Mina Maklaw.
"Excuse me?" She huffed, getting to her feet from the vanity's chair.
Mina wasn't as surprised as ever because whether or not she admitted it or affirmed it to be true, she could tell that this was going to happen someday but she didn't expect it to be today.
Fred had just burst the door open by pushing it with an audacious force, storming towards her then stopped only a few feet away from her, and just hollered his whole life out at her.
He furiously held her by her arm and started to storm out of her room, dragging her roughly with him.
"Fred," she cried, "you're hurting me."
Fred didn't reck to hearken to her voice which was as equal as infuriating and killing to him. He was only interested in getting her out of his sight, house and mostly his life.
He tugged her all the way down the stairs then took quick steps to the door in which one step was equal to three of her steps so she had to run to catch up.
"You know you need to calm down and stop this drama." Mina spoke convincingly. Desperation was evident in her deep voice. She was as desperate as ever to stop him from throwing her out of the house.
The doors were already open widely so he easily pulled her forward and pushed her out of his mansion.
Mina lost her balance and harshly fell to the floor of the vestibule. With her so-called smartness, she was quick enough to prevent her forehead from smashing to the floor.
Her elbows and knees got bruised due to the friction on sliding against the floor.
She sharply turned her head to Fred. She had flown off the handle already and wasn't going with her pretence nature this time.
Getting to her feet, her body ached like hell from Fred's roughness on her.
"How dare you throw me out of 'my house'?!" She roared, advancing towards Fred that was boiling and mentally calculating what was the next step to take.
"You're so unbelievable. Your house?" He spat. A vein popped on his neck as his chest rose and fell to further express his furiousness, as well as the intense crumpling of his forehead.
"No matter how much you might or might not hate me, the sweetest part of it all is that I'm still your legally married wife." Mina permitted a shit-eating smirk to play on her lips, jamming her hands to her hips.
"Why the fuck are you sending me out this time? Be precise, please." Her question was something she ought not to ask, knowing fully well that if there were to be a list of the possible things that resulted to this, it could amount to an entire book as big as a book containing everything there needed to be known about Physics.
"You definitely didn't ask me that question right now, did you?" He said rhetorically, with a snort.
"I'm fed up with you and I don't want you in my life. You'll just end me if I remain with you." He spoke venomously.
"Not only are you unable to bear a child after five years that we've been together, you're a really terrible person to be with and you're ruining my reputation, my business as well as my life!" He latrated.
"No, no, wait. What?!" She exclaimed. "Scratch that shit, we're both aware of the fact that I'm totally fit and able to carry a child."
- "why then have you aborted about seven of them or even more?" He groaned frustratedly through gritted teeth
"Oh, you found that out too?" She forced a smile. Fred couldn't tell whether she was angry or excited or whatever emotion it was she was feeling but one thing he was sure of, Mina was damn crazy.
"Well, I don't think I want to carry those little demons in my belly for 9 whole fucking months. Geez, that's torture." She sounded so serious.
Fred raked his fingers through his hair and bit his lower lip intently that it was almost at the point of bleeding.
"Just leave, now!" He ordered.
"I'm going nowhere." She retorted.
He couldn't take it anymore. She just had to leave or the last screw of his brain was going to lose.
Fred called for his guards and ordered them to take her out of the house, never to let her step foot in his house again.
"Fred, I promise you that you'll never find a new wife!" She yelled as they held her arms.
She threw her legs in the air as they lifted her from her feet, taking her away.
"No one will cope with your stupid self. You'll run back to me, I promise you. I'll come back to you, no matter what!" She continued to yell on the top of her lungs.
Fred fell to the floor, sitting on the floor nonchalantly.
He felt relief wash over him.
Mina was finally gone. Was this real or was it just a dream? He wondered to himself.
He let out a chuckle, then another, then another before bursting out into laughter.
He laughed so hard that his eyes watered and he had to lay on his back on the floor with his hands on his stomach as he laughed so hard.
He was finally free from her. What a testimony?
What he had to do was to make it legal, divorce her. Then, find a new woman to wife, a better one that wasn't a demoness.
For a few years now, Hazel Evan had been in love with her best friend's hot and irresistible fiancé, Tristan Hendrix, but to her, her feelings was only a fantasy, she thought she could never have Tristan as hers. Never did she expect to receive the proposal from his supposed bride, to get married to her Prince Charming. Will it turn out to be a terrible idea that'll ruin her life? What if she had dug her own grave to hell by diving into this risk? Will her supposed fantasy be crushed by this devil of a husband? But... What if this devil had actually developed secret feelings for her? What if she was able to create a heart for herself in the ribcage of this heartless sexy devil?
"The new teacher is here," "What?! My boyfriend is the new teacher?" Tris Killian was more than shocked to know that her boyfriend, Denver Crosby was the new teacher in her High School. As clearly stated, a teacher in Hilltown High School, is never permitted to have a romantic relationship with any student. FORBIDDEN! Not only was Denver her boyfriend, he was the father of her daughter. They had to keep their relationship a secret at all cost. How was this going to be possible with all the female students flirting with Denver and the hottest guys in school wouldn't stop staring at Tris lustfully like they wanted to devour her in an instant. *** I hope you like this book, I'll try my best to make it good.
Imogen Mark, a simple, yet extremely hot Secretary to Kade Ricardo. She was really heartbroken to know that she would no longer work as Kade's secretary but to Hames Hendrix, a man that totally contradicted Kade's gentle and accepting personali. "Why do you have a problem with me?" I snapped at him. "I'm not Kade and I don't permit nonsense. I am your boss and you have to follow my rules, get it?" He barked at me. *** How was Imogen going to adjust to being the secretary to this ruthless and frustrating Millionaire of a boss?
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”