Malaika

Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

Madel Cerda

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch-a titan of industry and my best friend's father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

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It was an hour past midnight when Rachel Shen came out of the operating room.

At this time, the hospital was very quiet. Summer had brought upon an intense heat, and the entire city was hot as a stove. Despite that, there was a particular chill at the hospital.

Rachel Shen looked over to the brightly lit emergency department. There, a familiar face caught her attention.

A tall man carrying a woman in his arms was briskly walking towards her. Closely behind them, another man followed.

There were already a couple of nurses behind them. Rachel Shen calmly but hurriedly walked towards the group.

The man had obviously seen Rachel Shen. Although his face was calm, there was a hint of anxiety in his eyes. "Rachel, please come and see her," he said, his voice low and cold. "She got drunk, and now she had a high fever."

Jack Fu rarely spoke in a quick and slightly panicked way. But Rachel Shen was used to the situations like this, and she still kept cool. "Take them to Room 108," Rachel Shen told the nurse beside her.

Immediately, the nurse led Jack Fu to a room on the left.

Jack Fu looked up at the sign and strode over.

At this time, the man who was walking behind Jack Fu came up to Rachel Shen. "Well, there's something you don't see every day," he said in a joking tone.

Rachel Shen didn't say anything as she followed Jack Fu into the room.

When Michael Du saw how Rachel Shen ignored him, he followed her with a sigh. 'Jeez. They're all pretentious and boring. How can Jack be around women like this?' Michael Du thought to himself. He stared at Rachel Shen. Even when she was facing backwards, it was easy to tell that she was beautiful. Despite the fact that she was wearing a loose doctor's gown, her figure swayed with immense appeal.

There was no doubt that she was full of allure. Her features were perfect, and her eyes were as clear as spring water. However, her lack of spiritual energy made people feel that she was dull all over. 'That woman is truly a pity!' Michael Du thought regretfully.

Upon arriving at the ward, Rachel Shen saw Jack Fu putting the woman onto the bed.

Two nurses silently stood by. Both of them seemed to be waiting for Rachel to arrive.

Rachel knew that Jack always had an intimidating air around him. This day was no exception, even though he was a bit disheveled at the moment.

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