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Falling For My Accidental CEO Husband

Waking up from a coma was the least of Serena’s worries when she finds out she’s married! She can’t remember who she is. Her parents are plotting to kill her. What does a young woman do in such a situation? She traps her handsome rich husband ofcourse! Serena will not let him go until she uncovers the truth. Aiden Hawk married for convenience. Blackmailed by his grandmother, he came up with the perfect plan. Marry a woman on her deathbed and play the role of her grieving lover. When she passes away, he would be free to do as he pleased! But to everyone's surprise, she came back alive! What’s more, she’s sticking to him like glue! Will their accidental marriage work out or will they be separared for ever? *Picture credits: Queenfrieza Snippet: Her eyes widened in shock when he walked over to lock the hospital room door with a click. "What are you doing?" she asked shakily. She did not like the look on his face. He raised a brow and smirked, raising the corner of his mouth. "What do you think I'm doing?" "Why… why did you lock the door?" "My wife...You've woken up after so long. Of course, I have to spend some time with you undisturbed..." Serena watched him as he walked towards her, his presence seemingly filling the room. Her heart almost threatened to leap out of her chest...She wanted to jump off the bed but her legs were useless and she had no strength...

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Her Home

Aiden looked around the small apartment with interest. Even though Serena had worried that the place was not livable, he found it surprisingly well-maintained. It didn't appear neglected at all; it was clear that someone had been caring for the space during her absence.

Yet, more than the upkeep of the apartment, he was captivated by this glimpse into Serena's past. This was the house she had bought for herself with her first payout, and he could see the care and thought she had invested in every detail.

As he examined the pictures scattered around the apartment, though, he felt a strange disconnect, as if he were looking at someone else entirely. The Serena he knew was always laughing, her genuine smile lighting up every room she entered. He picked up a small picture from the table next to the couch. In it, a little girl beamed at the camera, her arms wrapped around her father in a tight embrace. The joy radiating from that little girl was palpable.