My Life in a Contract Marriage: Rescued by a Hot Billionaire
Beauty was the Ashford family law, and Freya Sinclair was beauty come to life—until an accident stole that title from her. Sold to the Ashfords for a bag of chips, Freya was forced into a marriage with their heir, Alexander Ashford, on her 18th birthday. Unloved and unwanted because of a scar, she endured years of rejection. Determined to reclaim her life, Freya takes a stand, only to be cast out by the family that never wanted her. Homeless and disowned, she crosses paths with Sylus Thorn, a world-renowned fashion designer and enigmatic billionaire. Just when Freya believes she can start over, Alexander comes back to claim the wife he once discarded. “Do you have anything to say regarding your stepsisters’ affair with your husband?” Just when I thought I had no choice but to respond, a strong hand gripped my arm, pulling me out of the crowd. Startled, I looked up to see a tall, muscular man guiding me away with ease, his presence shielding me from the cameras and the reporters’ relentless questions. We reached a black car parked at the edge of the lot, and relief flooded through me. “Mr. Thorn,” I whispered, recognizing his familiar face. “Get in,” Sylus commanded, his voice calm but firm. Without hesitation, I climbed into the car, my heart racing from more than just the escape. Will Freya save her marriage to Alexander, or will she be swept off her feet by the mysterious Sylus Thorn? Join the MLCM Readers https://discord.gg/gEq2mCr574
Going Against The Ashfords
Two days passed in a blur, with nothing but the deafening silence in my apartment to keep me company. So when Lucas called, asking to meet for dinner, I jumped at the chance. It wasn't just a casual dinner though; he wanted to discuss the divorce proceedings. That was enough to jolt me back to reality.
I arrived at the restaurant, a quiet, upscale place. The hostess smiled as she guided me to a secluded table in the back, where Lucas was already seated. He stood as I approached, a polite nod greeting me as I sat.
We wasted no time.
"After carefully examining your case," Lucas began, adjusting the papers in front of him, "there are three solid grounds for the divorce. First, infidelity—Alexander's been unfaithful, which we can prove using the paparazzi photos. Adultery is a valid reason for divorce under the law, though it can be tricky to prove unless there's clear evidence, like what we have."