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Billionaire's redemption romance

Billionaire's redemption romance

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Chapter 1 Shattered Dreams

Word Count: 1369    |    Released on: 26/05/2024

dinner i

into her room. With a worried expression on her face, t

ed nothing. Although Jessica's mother-in-law welcomed her and showered her with gifts and love, Christopher's cold-heartedness serve

Christopher would be

such ridiculous hopes? He was glad to see her go, if his response this morn

Have you conversed with Chri

departed. He mentioned

e next day she had an early flight. Spending the fi

he was also und

h

ing up in her eyes. The only way she could prevent this wave of pr

I think a

oolish for having decided not to cry in front of the maid. How about if you al

hile Madam was enjoying her breakfast, their owner, Christopher Clar

eady made reservations for an early flight. Looking at the small amount of clo

he maids and other house employees had become fond of her because of her tenderness and generosity. She even smiled while

she kept them any longer. Right then, every emotion she carried around was causing chaos. They asked to be set f

ing for air. But she slid out of bed and proceeded down the stairs, not thinking back on the terrifying experience.

arge kitchen. The only light coming from the windows was the moonlight, which made it almost impossible to identify the perso

the moon fell on the woman's

pink lips. And appearances that cou

h . Who else

altar. She was the reason Jessica was forced into this miserable marriage. Her husband's refusal to see her as anything

t even a word. However, hating her woul

that the woman s

en more. The following morning, Jessica was heading out. Why the rush? The l

ested Christopher. Th

or us to be that noisy, is it? I apologise for disturbing your sleep, though. Is that right, Jessica?" The woman was so arrogant as to boast in

deserve her respect. In actuality, Hannah was conceited and rude from the begi

en, like butter melting on a hot griddle, this crafty woman wept a few pathetic tear

lark Enterprises' CEO, Christopher Clark, but she had witnessed all the deceit and intrigue this

m not sure what Christopher perceived in you. Even your att

Jessica grew irate and hissed. Even though the woman's actio

could still feel her getting agitated.

, she noticed the sombre figure in the shadows who w

wallowed

herself into his arms was Hannah . "Jessica is really impo

d it if he had been standing there for longer than a minute. She didn't ne

bed a bottle of water from t

e made me feel ashamed!" As Jessica made her

!" In his deep voice, she heard C

was hungr

gh. Come on, I'll be in

and closed the door behind her, i

y, losing the ability to control her hurt

oden door, Jessica knelt dow

forgiveness. I hold you accountable for

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Billionaire's redemption romance
Billionaire's redemption romance
“Jessica Smith is ready for a break following her brief marriage to aloof and conceited millionaire Christopher Clark. In an attempt to relax, she meets Brian brown, another affluent millionaire. She has no idea that she's going to face a completely different set of difficulties. Christopher Clark never acts in a random manner. The decision to wed a poor employee of his company was not made at random; rather, it was made to preserve his family's prestige following the defection of his sweetheart. And the reason he breaks off his relationship with Jessica after less than a year of marriage is to protect her from something that even he finds difficult to understand. Will Christopher and Jessica ever be able to genuinely understand each other, or will they always be entangled in a web of lies, treachery, and love that seems to be waiting around every corner when they're together? Will they ever be able to forgive each other and give themselves the second opportunity they both may very well deserve? [EXCERPT] She muttered, almost beseeching him, "This is not the right time," her voice faltering in spite of her determination to remain solid. She felt the firm muscles beneath his shirt as her hands were pressed up against his chest. Fighting him was a lost strategy. Christopher's lips grazed her earlobe again, his fingers twirling around her waist as his warm breath made her tremble. "There's never a right time when it comes to us," he whispered, his deep voice a low, alluring whisper.”