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ENCHANTMENT: Love is not Real, Power is.

Sophia’s life wasn’t perfect but it was at least going her way until fate decided otherwise. Stuck in a loveless marriage but still devoting herself to her husband, who treats her like trash, and sons, who adore her, she however, finds herself betrayed by the monster of a husband she has. He was certain she couldn’t live without him as she had built her life around him, and he was more than ready to put her through a new type of hell she didn’t know existed. Except this time, she was no longer the woman he met and lived with for five years. Would he wait for her to become the groveling ex just for him to prove his superiority or would she turn him into that ex? *************************************************** “It’s you I love!!” “But you are going to be his wife for a fucking year, Soph!!!” “It’s just 365 days, my love and after which, I’ll be out and back into your arms again. We’d get married just like we’ve always planned.” “Married? When I know another man is going to be sleeping with you for a whole year.” “Never! It’s an arranged marriage and I don’t have a choice but one thing I can assure you about is the fact that there would be no sexing or even sharing of a room.” “Are you sure?” “Absolutely.” **************************************************** “I don’t know if the terms of this contract was properly explained to you but…” “Being your wife for a year and going our separate ways afterwards.” “After you’ve given birth to my baby, of course?” “What?” “That’s the whole essence of this waste of my time. My parents want a grandchild and that’s what you’re here for… WIFE!”

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CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

SOPHIA'S POV

As strange as the text sounded, it felt too personal and at first, I tried so hard to ignore it, tagging it as just one of those annoyed women of Damien who just needed to air out their frustration.

Being chilled turned out to be not as easy as I thought, and as I stood, still in my really fancy after party wedding gown, by the bathroom door, my mind kept replaying the text I had just read.

Was I really in trouble? Should I be worried?

Questions, that I still couldn't figure out the answers to, flooded my mind, momentarily distracting me from the feeling of sadness I should be experiencing; as I am, however, still heartbroken over Marcus. Yes, that should be all on my mind and I shouldn't even bother myself about what he (Damien) was doing or who he was doing what he was doing with.