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I Married My Ex’s Billionaire Father

Being the daughter of the home wrecking mistress was bad enough; but when your own mother also detested you and actually loved your step sister while treating you like an abomination, that had to be the worse thing in life. As if things are not bad enough, her wedding day is hijacked and the Prince Charming she thought would be hers forever betrays her to be with her own sister and she realizes that they had been laughing in her face all this while. Distraught and heart broken, she does the next best thing, gets drunk at a bar then wakes up the next morning in a man’s hotel room and with a cheap wedding ring on her finger then she flees in fear. Unfortunately for her, that night won’t just go away and she finds that her groom actually wants her and wait for it… he is her ex’s father. * “You went into a hotel and spent the night with a strange man, do you deny it?” “why should she deny it when she spent the night with her husband?” a steely voice said while his eyes looked down at Lyse with all the affection in the world then he turned to Brooke, his eyes losing their softness. “Do you have a problem with what my wife and I do?”

SukieWrites · Urbano
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139 Chs

What Note? What Flowers?

Brooke arrived at Brandon's luxurious penthouse, a place she had grown to consider her future home. She was glad to see Brandon who had been avoiding her since the incident at the hospital.

As she stepped inside, a sense of unease washed over her. There was a tension in the air, an undercurrent of something unspoken.

"Brandon, we need to talk about the engagement." she began softly.

She was afraid of saying the wrong thing, of annoying Brandon and rocking the boat. She just wanted him to actually participate in their relationship.

He was sitting on the couch, a look of weariness etched on his face. "I know, Brooke," he sighed. "And I am sorry, but I think we should... postpone the engagement for a while."

The words hung in the air, heavy and unexpected. Brooke's heart sank. "Postpone?" she repeated, her voice rising. "Why would we want to do that? What has changed?"