His Contractual Wife

Flash Marriage To The Alpha Colonel

Mo Yufei

I was an intern nurse working exhausting shifts, yet my mother constantly forced me into blind dates with wealthy, arrogant men to secure our family's social standing. During a terrifying hospital lockdown, an assassin disguised as a doctor held a scalpel to my throat. I was almost killed, but a high-ranking military colonel threw his own body down a flight of concrete stairs to shield me. I survived with cuts and bruises, but when I went home, my mother didn't care about my near-death experience. She was only furious that I had rushed out on my blind date with Preston, a rich financial analyst. She forced me to meet him to apologize. When Preston grabbed my arm, bruised me, and mocked my attack as a pathetic lie, my mother still took his side. "Men get angry," she told me coldly. "It's your job not to provoke them. You will beg for his forgiveness, or you are no longer welcome in this house." I had narrowly escaped an assassin, yet my own family was willing to feed me to a monster just for a fat paycheck and neighborhood gossip. My heart went completely dead. So, when the intimidating Colonel appeared, offering me maximum military protection through a sudden marriage, I didn't hesitate. I walked back into my parents' house and calmly slapped a crisp marriage certificate onto the coffee table. "I won't be apologizing to Preston. I got married today."

Romance Suspense Romance Flash Marriage Female-Centered Personal Growth

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After a few drinks, Emilee Bates felt a searing sensation in her stomach.

Her body began to heat up, and her clarity of mind started to cloud.

Desperate to keep her balance, she pinched the palm of her hand fiercely and staggered forward.

Today was supposed to be a festive occasion, celebrating the company's recent acquisition and the inauguration of the new CEO. She had been coaxed into drinking several glasses of wine, never suspecting they were spiked.

Once Emilee sensed something was amiss, she mustered all her strength and dashed out.

But as the drug's effects intensified, the inner heat nearly overwhelmed her.

Soon, her wavering consciousness could no longer sustain her, and her body weakened, causing her to collapse forward.

Surprisingly, the expected impact never came.

Instead, she found herself in a broad, warm embrace.

The man who caught her carried a subtle mix of alcohol and a crisp, cold fragrance. As Emilee rested in his arms, the scent struck her as strangely familiar.

"Sir... please help me..." she murmured.

Feeling him attempting to detach, she instinctively tightened her grip around his neck.

Emilee's head swam, feeling as though she clutched a block of ice.

Unbeknownst to her, when she held him tightly, his body stiffened abruptly.

Through her dizziness, she saw him clearly.

He had taken off his suit jacket, and his white shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, exposing a glimpse of his chest. A silver chain dangled from his clavicle, disappearing beneath the fabric of his shirt.

His face retained its handsome, stern features, yet there was a shift from youthful charm to a more seasoned maturity.

At that moment, his deep-set, inscrutable eyes fixed on her without blinking, assessing her like a predator sizing up its prey, hinting at a hidden, ominous threat.

Jonny Owens...

Why was he here?

He was supposed to be the man of the hour at today's gathering.

As the scion of the formidable Owens family, he had just returned to the country and orchestrated a major takeover of her company. Following the acquisition, a lavish celebration was expected.

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