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"Tyler Wills broke my heart and now, he's back to pick up the pieces, but I built walls he can't climb... or can he?" --- Samantha Blake, a rising star in New York's design world, thought she left her broken past behind. But when a big lie messes up her life, she has to face Tyler Wills, the man she once loved and lost. As secrets come out and enemies show up, Samantha must deal with a mix of lies and desire. Will she find the strength to forgive and get her future back, or will the past ruin everything she cares about?
The doctor was finally approaching.
The quick brief glance I took at my wristwatch made me realize I'd been waiting for about an hour.
My head was a mess, racing faster than a cheetah chasing its prey.
Oh God, calm down, I told myself.
"Please let it be negative, please, please let it be negative" Literally frea-ing out, I mummured under my breaths, my words barely audible.
"Ms. Wills, I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long," Dr. Dawson said, his smile making me uncomfortable. Why the smile??
I breathed out a shaky breath, hoping to calm myself.
Deep breathes Sam. You got this.
"Not at all, Doc," I said, attempting a smile. "It wasn't that long..."
"Well, congratulations, Mrs. Wills." His smile grew as he gave me a tiny envelope.
My breath hung in my throat. No, God, no. I quickly conposed myself, swallowing hard.
"What do you mean, Dr. Dawson?" I asked, my heart pumping hard.
"You're six weeks pregnant, Mrs. Wills," he stated.
It seemed like time stopped, and the world began spinning.
Fuck!
My eyes darted about, reflecting my anxiousness. I gathered my resolve and pulled myself together.
Breathe, I reminded myself, willing myself to stay composed. Not here. Not now.
Forcing a big, fake smile, I hoped the doctor wouldn't notice the strain behind it.
"Thank you, Dr. Dawson," I said,"This is certainly unexpected."
"Congratulations, Mrs. Wills! It's good news," he replied, clearly unaware of the storm that's raging in my mind.
My heart hammered in my chest, as I muttered my thanks and gathered the papers he handed me.
A slow exhale tried to steady my trembling fingers as I signed the forms, all the while thoughts racing through my mind like a runaway train.
The doctor continued to talk about antenatal registration and other details. He seemed ready for a longer conversation, but I wasn't. I hurriedly wrapped things up and rushed out of the reception area and made hastily for the hospital exit.
The moment I got into my car, I broke down. Fuck! How did I let this happen? My heart raced and my hands trembled. I tried to calm down, but nothing worked.
I tried taking deep breaths, but it didn't make the fear go away.
I needed to get home, fast.
My hands moved over the engine, ready to turn on the car and speed away. But I froze, confused.. or scared?
Scared of how Tyler would react? The heartache it would cost me? The pain?
I quickly wiped up the tear that was threatening to fall off my eyes taking a deep breath.
Slowly I opened the envelope that contained the result and it stared back at me. It was right there, Positive. I was pregnant.
As my gaze drifted to the busy New York street, my mind wandered to what could've been. This news should've been a cause for celebration, for excitement.
A culmination of our love.
Yes, it was an arranged marriage between us, but somehow, we'd fallen in love... or so I thought.
Had it all been an act? Was the trust, the connection, just a fake?
I closed my eyes, fighting back another wave of tears.
Squeezing the paper in my hands, I gathered my resolve..I knew I had to tell Tyler, no matter how he'd react.
Marriage with Tyler at the beginning wasn't really smooth. Before my dad abandoned my late mom and me, he had married me off to Tyler because of a promise he made to Tyler's father after his investment in our company.
I declined at first but had to choice than to later agree.
Life with Tyler wasn't as bad as I imagined, it was actually decent, especially after our first night together.
We found a rhythm, a strange kind of comfort in each other's presence.
It was far from a fairy tale, but it worked..or again, so I thought?
But recently, things had shifted. Tyler had changed, especially after the recent business trip he went on with his new secretary, Julie, he had become distant and cold. He wasn't the same man I had grown accustomed to.
Our once peaceful, if not perfect, marriage felt like it was on the brink of collapse.
Now, sitting in the car with the test results on my lap, the gravity of the situation struck me hard.
How did we get here?
My fingers shook as I grasped the envelope, the word "Positive" gazing back at me, mocking my expectation of a different response.
A rush of nuasea swept over me, not only from the pregnancy, but also from the fear of what was to follow.
I couldn't predict Tyler's response. Will he be happy? Angry? Indifferent?
The uncertainty gnawed at me, making it kinda hard to breathe.
I brushed away the tears that had escaped and took a long breath, attempting to calm myself.
The prospect of returning home to confront him was like stepping into a heavy rain without an umbrella.
But I needed to tell him. There was no dodging this convo.
No matter how scary it was, I couldn't hide this from Tyler.
I had just started my car, getting ready to drive home, when my phone buzzed.
It was from my bestfriend Annie, her name glared at me daring me to pick up and let this weight off but I thought twice about picking it.
I couldn't face her right now. She'd see through me, straight into the chaos that was tearing me apart.
So I put the phone down, letting the call go unanswered. The silence felt louder than the ringing, like the calm before a storm.
Just as I was trying to find some peace, the phone buzzed again.
"Hey blockhead. Why wouldn't you pick up? Call me, it's important!"
Annie's text message flashed on the screen, demanding my attention.
I let out a sigh. It was no use. Annie was persistent, and I knew she wouldn't give up easily.
But how could I possibly explain what was happening when I barely understood it myself?
And Ann said it was important.. What could be important?
"You have no right to ask me such questions," Ava said, almost immediately. "This whole marriage thing is only on paper, remember? It doesn't give you any claim on my personal life. I am not your property, Jace!" "The contract is still on! Fake or not, I own you Ava and I do have every damn right to ask!" Jace cuts in, his voice low and dangerous. "Now, tell me - who was that guy with you at the bar??" ****** In a storm of betrayal, obligation, and unexpected twists, Avalynn finds herself entangled in a contract marriage with Jace Malvis, the heir to a powerful business empire. As their relationship evolves from a facade to something more, secrets unravel, revealing hidden connections that change everything. With the truth finally emerging, Avalynn must navigate love, family, and her own identity. Can she find true happiness amidst the chaos, or will the demons of the past haunt her future?
"They were torn apart by secrets. Can love bring them back together?" ********** Marie, the secret heiress of the Smith Group, marries Max, the boy she loved as a child, even though her grandfather doesn't want her to. Lena, Max's adopted sister, has a bad past and an obsession that makes them unhappy. Lying and not trusting cause broken hearts and deception. After a miscarriage makes the truth clear, Marie leaves to start over with the help of her grandfather and Dave, who is her grandpa's adopted son. Lena's jealousy drives her to plan dangerous things when her feelings for Max come back. To get her happy ending back, Marie has to find out the truth about how her parents died and trick her enemies. Will her enemies win, or will she be able to overcome betrayal and take her proper place?
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
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!"
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
"I want a divorce!" Ryan demanded, despite the fact that he had cheated on her with his ex. ~ Serena is no longer the quiet, romantic lady Ryan Winters married and divorced five years ago. Now the CEO of Rocky's Designs, she is bright, unwavering, and unapologetic about her independence-a far cry from the woman Ryan remembers. When fate brings them back into one another's lives, Ryan is forced to confront the truth about their past, their newfound hot chemistry, and a surprising revelation; Serena has a daughter who may be his. But Ryan's girlfriend, Kate, isn't prepared to lose him again. She will do whatever it takes to keep Ryan in her grasp-even if it means destroying Serena's life and the corporate empire she has built. What happens when Serena's now peaceful life is being disrupted? Will Serena lose once again or will she seize this billionaire's heart?
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?