The Tycoon's Bride.
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ming to get me. But I had a secret, one that could change everything. I was certain I was pregnant, but I didn't know whose baby
ng the news to Tristan either. "Who gets pregnant from a one-night stand?" I screamed, face down
d me. Guilt consumed me, weighing heavily on my conscience. "I could pin the pregnancy on him, after all, we had a great time,
welled up in my eyes and poured freely, streaming down my
he aftermath?" I was torn, and the thought of what to do echoed in my mind. I felt dizzy and
voices outside woke m
eyebrows raised high as she scanned the space. "You're supposed to be prepared and ready t
What have I done this time?" I a
is your hair so disheveled and your face so pale?" she
ces echoing outside were all for Tristan. He was finally here. I panicked inw
certain I'm ready to leave just yet,"
raged. "The last thing you should
up this minute and get dressed," my m
provoke her further. I didn't want to risk her noticing any
way gown, and nude patent pointed heels, and a
offering a helping gesture. But instead of simply assisting me, he pulle
nts and me utterly shocked. I was flabbergasted, m
complimented, his eyes g
e, still trying to pro
sparkling with amusement, before tur
ish and would love you to share the
mirked. "
hest. I was carried away by his handsome featur
replied, trying
ere Tristan made sure I sat before h
stan announced, his voice firm and autho
moment those words left his m
iled, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
t, but no one told me I was going to stand at the altar exchanging vows with someone I
ning my life and wouldn'
with warning. "Whenever he chooses to go on with the marriage depends on hi
sh look, her eyes implying
asked, his eyes narrowing slightly as he stared directly into
-sculptured face, from his brows to hi
muttered, my voic
d; I had a lot of troubles going on,
to have a conversation with you privat
o say should be said here," my moth
consent; at least cut me some slack," I retor
broke the tension and walked
t," I blurted out,
re wh