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The billionaire and his contract wife

Mr. Edwards Quinn stormed into his office, seething after a heated argument with his father, who had issued an ultimatum: marry within a month, or lose his position as CEO. Known for his carefree lifestyle and reputation as a playboy, Quinn was hardly ready to settle down. However, his career and status were on the line, so he decided to take drastic measures—even if that meant faking a marriage. After being turned down by several of his ex-girlfriends, Quinn turned to his last option: his assistant, Annabelle. She had been loyal, professional, and entirely unassuming—a perfect candidate to act as his “wife.” Without giving her a chance to process, he summoned her and threw a document across his desk, demanding she sign it. What he didn’t realize was that Annabelle had a hidden life and a past he knew nothing about. Annabelle picked up the contract and saw the bold title: Marriage Contract. Shocked and confused, she looked up at her boss. She had secretly harbored feelings for Quinn but had never expected something like this. She hesitated, yet couldn’t ignore the opportunity to be close to him, even if it was under false pretenses. Taking a deep breath, she signed the document, setting her sights on making him fall for her during their time together. Little did she know she was stepping into a dangerous game with a man known for his cold heart and disregard for others’ feelings. Can Annabelle’s warmth melt Quinn’s icy exterior? Will her secret identity unravel as she navigates this web of deception? And what will happen when the line between pretense and reality begins to blur? Dive into this thrilling story to find out!

Seaquin · Urban
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180 Chs

The Awakening

Sherly sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, observing her cousin's still form. The soft glow of the overhead lights cast gentle shadows on Edwards' face, highlighting his peaceful, albeit fragile, state. She reached out and touched his hand lightly, a silent plea for him to return to consciousness.

"Wake up soon, bro. Everyone is worried, including your mom," she said softly, her voice tinged with both hope and exhaustion. She sighed deeply, her worry etched into her features. The long hours of vigil were taking their toll, and despite her resolve, fatigue was setting in.

As time went by, the rhythmic beeping of the machines and the quiet hum of the hospital began to lull Sherly into a drowsy state. Her eyelids grew heavy, and soon she succumbed to sleep, leaning her head on the edge of Edwards' bed.