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Taming Mr. Cold and Arrogant

A SEQUEL of CONTRACTUALLY MARRIED *Arrianna Angela/Rian and Alexander Jonathan/Alex *Sophia Ysabelle/Sophia/Belle and Daniel/Dani ~~~~~~~°~~~~~~~°~~~~~~~°~~~~~~~ Sophia Ysabelle, 26 years old, accepted the life-changing deal of marrying the famous billionaire, Daniel Kelley, not for his money but for his name. They have different reasons for marrying each other. Daniel needs a woman to pretend as his wife to get the biggest investment for their company, that will lead them to the top-grossing company in the whole state of California. While Sophia needs someone 'powerful' on her back while still seeking justice for what happened to her in the past. But there is a big problem between the two of them, they couldn't stand alone in one place facing each other. Daniel is a cold and arrogant billionaire with a smile as precious as a diamond, and who already put her under his judgement from the very first time they met. And Sophia is a stubborn yet resilient woman who never backs down from anyone's judgement, not even from her future husband's rudeness. But in the end, will she tell him her real reason for marrying him? When he finds out the truth, will he continue to judge her? Will he be able to protect her from her dark past or he will just remain cold and arrogant husband towards her? "Never judge someone without knowing the whole story. You may think you understand, but you don't" *Rian* ~~~~~~~°~~~~~~~°~~~~~~~°~~~~~~~

JaycelleRodriguez · Urban
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123 Chs

Chapter eighty-two: Give him a chance

"I'm sorry, but I can't answer that right now."

I shook my head before running back inside the house. 

"Sophia..."

I heard him shout my name but I didn't look back and headed directly to my parents' room where my Dad is sleeping at the moment. He had a stroke again yesterday, and it has happened twice since we came back to Italy. 

I dried my tears before entering the room and I found my mother and Dad's private nurse inside. 

"Hi, is he sleeping?" I asked referring to the old man lying on his bed, my father. 

"No, he's awake. Do you want to talk to him?" Mom asked me and I nodded. 

"Yes."

"All right, I will leave you two for a while. We will come back if it's time for his medicine." She patted my shoulder and they exited the room. 

I sat in the chair near the bed and held my father's cold and pale hand. 

"Hi Dad, how are you feeling?"

"I think I should be the one to ask you that question, my baby."