LOGIN"Why did you come here dressed like this? I thought I bought a dress for you!!" Ethan's voice rang out, filled with irritation and frustration. Ashley looked around nervously before quickly covering Ethan's mouth with her palm, trying to shush him. "I am sorry, I misplaced the cloth..." she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Grandpa Ben sat in the back, watching the exchange with a stern expression on his face. He had expected Ethan to arrive with his fiancé, and instead he was greeted with this madwoman. Ashley had known that borrowing money from Ethan's company was a risk, but desperate times call for desperate measures. She had two options: either marry the CEO to pay back her debt, or come up with the money by the next day. As she stood in front of Ethan, she couldn't help but feel like a fraud, knowing that the person he believed her to be was just a figment of her imagination. Now, with everything on the line, Ashley must decide whether to reveal the truth about her fake persona to Ethan and risk losing everything, or continue on living this lie.
View MoreEthan opened his eyes, his surroundings unfamiliar. It soon became clear that he was in a hospital room. Frustration welled up within him as he realized that he despised being surrounded by crowds, a fact that Andrew seemed to know all too well and still forced him to go to the club with him . "You're awake," Andrew said with a smile before rushing out to call the doctor. Minutes later, the doctor arrived and conducted some tests on Ethan's body. "You're in good health now, but it seems you need to address your fear of crowds with a therapist," the doctor stated. Ethan, however, promptly stood up from the bed. "Thanks, but I don't require therapy," he replied curtly. The doctor tried to assert his authority, cautioning Ethan to rest for a while longer. Unperturbed, Ethan retorted, "You can't dictate what I should do," and proceeded to walk out of the hospital, determined to assert his independence. "He never listens," the doctor muttered under his breath. Just then, Ethan's phone
Ethan P.O.V: I heard a voice call out to me, and I turned my head to see the woman from earlier chasing after me. Confusion washed over me as I wondered why she still wanted to talk. Hadn't we settled everything? She approached me, her tone filled with a mix of curiosity and uncertainty. "Excuse me, sir," she began, her words trailing off slightly as if searching for the right way to continue. I looked closely at her, struggling to place where I might know her from. "No, have we met before?" I asked, hoping for some clue that would jog my memory. I couldn't recall ever seeing her face, but maybe I was mistaken. She shook her head, denying any previous encounter. Briefly, she explained, "It's just that I am a good customer of this company." I couldn't help but let a small smile slip as I appreciated her loyalty. "Thanks for being a good customer. I'm sorry that I don't recognize you. It wasn't my fault," I responded, hoping to reassure her. Revealing the truth about my condition, I
ASHLEY P.O.V"I don't have anything with me apart from my ID," I replied, attempting to sound bold. But despite my best efforts, my voice betrayed me, coming out shaky instead. As I filled out the loan application, my hands trembled, making it difficult to write my name with confidence. Deep down, I knew my financial history was far from ideal, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of fear that the secretary would reject me outright. However, I couldn't afford to give up hope just yet. There had to be a chance, especially since I no longer owed them any money. Ethan had promised to clear my debt if I came to dinner with him, and I had faith that he, being a wealthy man, would uphold his word. It had been over a week since we last met, and I hadn't received a call from his darn company. That could only mean one thing: my name had been successfully cleared from their list of unreliable debtors. With a nervous yet determined expression, I stretched out the completed application towards the
"Yeah, thanks very much, I'll be expecting the pay," I replied with gratitude and a hint of excitement before I gently dropped the call. After a tiring day at the mall, I had come home to a pleasant surprise – a message from someone claiming to have a job for me. Knowing that I needed the money for pressing matters, my spirits soared. Looking back to the previous night, the memory of the unexpected phone conversation resurfaced.PREVIOUS NIGHT "Hello, am I speaking with Ms. Ashley?" the caller had inquired, their voice unfamiliar. "Yes, you've got Ms. Ashley," I responded cautiously, intrigued by the mysterious nature of the call. "I have a job for you," came the response, instantly capturing my attention and fueling my curiosity. "What sort of job are we talking about?" I questioned, eager to learn more about this enticing opportunity. "I'd like to discuss it in person. Could you kindly provide me with your house address?" the caller requested, their intention still hidden from
"Where are you coming from? And what happened to you?" Ryan asked with a concerned look on his face. I couldn't help but smile at his worried face. "The place isn't important. I guess I just needed to let out some tears, so don't mind me," I replied casually, attempting to downplay the situation.
Ashley povThe time for dinner came quickly. I was in the middle of curling my hair when Ethan called to remind me not to be late.Today is the day I'm going to meet with the famous Grandpa Greyson. Damn! I could feel my heart beating faster than usual.“I can do this!” I reassured myself before wa
Ethan PovThe atmosphere in the dining room was getting more and more suffocating as we ate. Early this morning, Mr. Greyson, my grandfather, invited me for breakfast alongside my uncle, Jonathan.I couldn't eat anything but found myself stabbing the steak in my plate while glaring hard at Jonathan
Ashley pov“Marry me!” he said in a commanding tone and I scoffed within. What the hell was wrong with him? And who does he think he is?Although he looks classy, that doesn't give him the right to stop a lady and ask her to marry him right away. It doesn't make any sense in every sense but he seem






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