Deadline Marriage To My Unwanted Wife

Din tapped his fingers on the table. "You must remain in this marriage until I am ready to release you."

Jessie smirked, perplexed.

"I understand you're short on cash, and I'm willing to compensate you for your efforts."

"For the money, you want me to pretend to be married to you? What else would you possibly want from me? Sex?"

"No. I swear I won't touch you until you give me your permission."

"Oh my God!" Jessie screamed angrily.

"Please take a deep breath and relax. I can also assist you with your professional endeavours. I know you've been having trouble landing a big job since you passed up the opportunity to go to Paris. I'm also aware that you haven't been able to find work since you missed your chance and flew to Vegas during your breakup, so let's lend a hand to each other." Din made an offer.

"Did you run a background check on me?" Jessie inquired.

He demonstrated, pinching his fingers together. "Just a teeny-tiny check-up." He was being truthful, which made Jessie sigh. She despised the fact that he was so forthright about it. No! She was not going to fall for it. He was about to entice her into another marital trap.

"No," Jessie stated emphatically. Clearly and boldly.

He inquired, "Are you sure? All you have to do is pretend to be a happy couple in front of my grandfather, and I'll give you twice as much."

"No," she said as she stood up and carried her bag. "I'm looking for a divorce. Mr. Cooper, there are billions of girls out there who would be honoured to do all of this with you and would also be willing to remain, but I'm out." She pushed herself out of the chair and proceeded toward the door. She fixed her gaze on him. "I'm going to court if you don't consent to the divorce." She said after opening the door and walking out.

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(FLASHBACK)

"Here you go, Sweetie." Jessie Walker handed her fiance, Mark, his early morning cup of smoothies. Mark sipped the smoothie through the straw.

As he stared at the watch, he returned the cup to Jessie.