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Married To My Ex-Fiancé's Silent Uncle
Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he'd dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family's land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell-the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I've suspended Hugh's executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I'm just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back."Miss, Madame had said that you can get two million dollars if you have a baby boy and five hundred thousand if you have a baby girl." The old lady said softly.
"Okay." Nancy Ning nodded.
She had no other choice, did she? Her mother was already in desperate need for someone to pay off her hospital bills, and she knew for a fact that her father, Clark Ning, would never shoulder any part of the bills, because he didn't care it at all.
Nancy Ning was angry about that, so she didn't want to beg him to give her some just to shoulder off the few debts. Thus, she tried to turn to her boyfriend, Caspar Yue, for help only to find that he'd been sleeping with her half-sister, Fannie Ning.
Desperate times could only bring desperate measures.
Nancy Ning could only sneer, stomping off.
Lightning strike in the clouds above, the skies thundered in reply. Soon enough, rain drops smashed down onto the pavements as her thin clothes were now considered drenched by the rain.
The others ran away from the rain, trying to find a shelter as fast as they could, leaving her to wander alone like a soulless person looking for a purpose.
"Miss!" Someone called out to her.
Nancy Ning turned around, only to spot an old lady.
She furrowed her eyebrows and walked over towards her. "Madame, did you call me?"
"I just want to ask your age." The woman took hold of Nancy's hands and led her to a milk tea shop where they could get the shelter they needed.
She glanced at Nancy up and down, an unknown emotion passing in her gaze.
"19," Nancy answered.
"Oh!" The older woman paused. "I saw you in the rain earlier, and I felt like you were going through a lot of tough times. Are you okay?"
Her question had triggered the waterfalls about to tear through Nancy's eyes. In a second, she was already sobbing on the old woman's shoulder.
"My mother was in a car accident ten years ago. She's in a coma now, and now that her organs are failing her, she needs surgery, and I... and I..." she sobbed. She had no hope now if she wanted to save her mother.
"It's just a bit of cash, girl. Don't worry." The old lady patted. "Besides, I know one way where you can get all the money you need for the surgery."
As soon as she heard money, Nancy quickly latched on to her.
"Madame, I'll do anything I can, as long as I can get the money."
The old lady could only smile in reply. "It's simple really. You will get paid if you can have a child with my young master." She peered at her. "Will you?"
It took a few moments for Nancy to even register the information at hand before she slowly nodded.
She knew what it meant to have a child in her teenage years. If people were to find out, her reputation would be destroyed. But if she didn't get the money, she'd lose her mother in the process as well.
At this point, she'd always choose her mother.
With her approval, Nancy was quickly taken to the mansion.
"Girl, go wash yourself," the old lady commanded, motioning to the bathroom as she handed Nancy a silky nightgown. "Master would be here soon."
Nancy had no time to admire her surroundings as she nodded at the woman. "Yes."
The old lady smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Don't worry, girl. My master's a nice man. He'll take care of you for the night."
"Thank you." Although the woman had vouched for him, Nancy still felt as if she were like an animal being watched in the zoo.
"Remember, turn off the lights once you're finished freshening up," she instructed before closing the door behind her.
Nancy didn't say anything more as she moved over to the bathroom, readying the hot shower.
Once she was finished, she dried off her hair and turned off the lights before throwing herself onto the bed, letting the cushions swallow up her petite frame.
The silence was already starting to unnerve her.
It felt as if she were an animal waiting to be slaughtered, to be sold out. Her heart started to beat fast in her chest, and she tried her best to calm herself.
Time seemed to be at a standstill. It felt as if hours had passed by before the door finally opened.
Nancy quickly closed her eyes.
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Sweet Twins: Indulge in Daddy's Love
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Cold CEO Vs. Sweet Wife
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Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me
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Press Me To Your Heart
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Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King
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Trial Of The Senses
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How To Seduce A Billionaire
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The Fancy Pants Club
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All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love
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