Karlee felt crushed when she uncovered her fiancé's betrayal, and she sought comfort by drinking alone. During this vulnerable time, she encountered a striking man who was none other than the famous Brian Olson. Following an unexpected night together, they impulsively agreed to a contractual marriage. Brian showered Karlee with attention, leading her to believe she might have discovered the ideal partner. However, his actions were merely a part of his deliberate plan. Overwhelmed with anger, Karlee initiated divorce proceedings, despite discovering she was pregnant. Tears welled up in Brian's eyes as he implored, "Honey, I know I messed up. Can you find it in your heart to forgive me?"
At Zoria Club.
"Karlee, are you sure about this?"
On the phone, Jessica Mason, Karlee Elliott's friend, voiced her concern. "Even if Jeremy has betrayed you, you shouldn't risk your own happiness like this!"
Karlee tipped back another glass of wine, her vision clouding with alcohol. "It's the only way I know to get back at them. Otherwise, I'll be forever tormented by those two shameless people!"
Indeed, she was plotting to seduce Brian Olson, the CEO of the Olson Group.
Word on the street was that Brian's family was desperate for him to marry soon because a family elder was critically ill and wished to see him tie the knot.
After she hung up the phone, Karlee spotted Brian emerging from the restroom. Clumsily gripping her glass, she staggered toward him.
"Oh! I'm so sorry."
Karlee "accidentally" spilled her drink on Brian's chest, instantly staining his tailored suit.
"Watch out, Mr. Olson." Dennis Fletcher, Brian's secretary, intervened, scrutinizing the tipsy and disheveled Karlee. "Mr. Olson, should I..."
Brian lifted his hand to stop Dennis.
Karlee, with flushed cheeks, was clumsily wiping Brian's shirt, her breath reeking of alcohol. "I'll... I'll clean it up for you!"
Her perfume wafted around Brian, her touch sparking an unintended desire. Brian adjusted his tie, his expression tense, and firmly caught her wrist.
Brian had been forewarned that his uncle, Laurence Olson, intended to place a strikingly beautiful woman at his side.
The woman in front of him, with her enchanting gaze and silky skin, had a tiny scar by her cheek-so subtle that it was nearly invisible. Her lips, slightly curled, resembled the petals of a rose.
It was clear now why those people had chosen today, of all days, to drug him.
Karlee struggled against Brian's hold. In a soft voice, she cried out, "You're hurting me!"
Brian, his breath uneven from the drug's influence, gently lifted her chin. Presented with such an irresistible temptation, how could he turn away?
"How do you plan to compensate me?"
His voice was hoarse from the drug, his lips nearly brushing Karlee's. The desire in him burned.
Karlee looked up at him, biting her lip innocently, her eyes dewy. She was like a prey at his mercy.
She murmured, "Just... Just tell me what to do. I'll do anything..."
Brian chuckled, lifting her in his arms as they headed to an upstairs suite. After locking the door, he threw her onto the bed, discarded his tie, and looked at her with a darkened gaze.
"Hope you won't regret this!" he said.
Upon hearing that, Karlee shivered, yet Brian wasted no time, pressing his lips firmly against hers.
A night of frenzied madness followed, shattering her previous resolve. She had reserved her first intimate experience for her wedding night with Jeremy Cooper, the man she had loved for more than ten years.
She had been instrumental in building their studio from nothing, helping Jeremy orchestrate deals and execute contracts, always letting him take the credit for every design she had made. And she had accepted only two thousand dollars a month as her salary because she loved him.
But Jeremy had betrayed her!
As the morning light poured through the window, turning over was a struggle for Karlee. Her body ached as if it had been shattered.
"Mr. Olson, the driver is waiting downstairs." Dennis' voice resonated from outside the door.
Brian muttered a reply, and Karlee's gaze shifted to him by the dressing mirror; he was adjusting his attire.
She had spent the night with him...
Quickly, Karlee drew the blanket over herself to hide the marks on her skin, and Brian, securing his cufflinks, glanced her way.
"What's your name?" His tone was icy, utterly devoid of any warmth.
Karlee, caught off guard by his indifference, bit her lip and lowered her head. "Karlee... Karlee Elliott."
Hearing her name, Brian turned to face her, looking down at her like a ruler deciding her fate.
"What do you want?" he asked.
The question struck Karlee as peculiar, yet it saved her from the awkwardness of asking it herself.
With Jeremy's betrayal fresh in her mind, she lifted her gaze. "I want to marry you!"
Brian's expression remained unchanged, but his eyebrows lifted inquisitively as he studied her.
He thought even though the woman Laurence had arranged was both unique and stunning, she seemed too impulsive.
Karlee detected the mockery in his eyes, realizing how absurd her request was. Just as she was about to clarify, Brian extracted a business card from his suit.
"Tomorrow morning at nine, meet me at the City Hall," he said.
He threw the card onto the white sheets.
Karlee retrieved it, reading the name-Brian Olson.
She exhaled a breath of relief. Then, it suddenly dawned on her.
He had actually agreed?
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...