Jessica Belles' dreams of becoming an A-list actress crumble with each rejection, leaving her frustrated and desperate for a breakthrough. When a famous actor offers stardom in exchange for one nightstand, she refuses due to her undying love for her boyfriend, only to have her heart shattered by her boyfriend. Broken and seeking revenge on her ex, Jessica reluctantly agrees to the actor's proposal. However, a twist of fate lands her in the bed of William, a business tycoon notorious for his allergy to women – and coincidentally, her ex's cousin. Vowing to avoid him, Jessica is taken aback when William approaches her with a surprising proposal: “For two hundred days, let's get married. You help me cure my allergy while I make all your wishes come true.” In a whirlwind turn of events, Jessica finds herself married to William, navigating the elite world where hypocrisy and jealousy thrive, all while pursuing her acting dreams. How will things turn out when two strangers of contrasting personalities are supposed to live under one roof for 200 Days? What more when one party starts developing unknown feelings for the other. Will the marriage be a happily-ever-after or will it end on the 200th day?
View More"Evan," Jessica muttered. She hadn’t expected him to come.She glanced at William before looking at Evan.Evan couldn’t contain the shock he felt seeing them together. However, he smiled and walked in fully."I brought flowers for you. They're your favorite," he said, placing them on the table."Thank you," Jessica smiled."How are you feeling? When I saw the news, I immediately called your personal assistant, who informed me you were here. It's a relief to see you're out of danger," Evan said."Yeah," Jessica muttered, glancing at William again. Surprisingly, he looked calm. Was it because of her current situation?Jessica sighed, deciding to tell Evan the truth. Besides, she had no reason to hide William from him."Evan, I don’t think I properly introduced him to you the first time you guys met," Jessica began. "So, meet William Newman, my husband."Husband? The word rang in Evan's mind. If seeing them together earlier had been shocking, this revelation was even more shocking.He ha
Jessica smiled as she raised her head, gazing at her reflection in the mirror. Behind her stood a beautiful woman with long raven hair and mesmerizing blue eyes. One didn’t need to look twice to notice their striking resemblance. The woman’s hands ran gently through Jessica’s hair, combing it with care.“Mother,” Jessica whispered, her heart swelling with joy.This was a habit they used to share. When she was younger, her mother would brush her hair every night before bed. The thought brought tears to Jessica’s eyes, but she didn’t let them fall.“You’ve grown into such a strong and independent woman, sweetie. I’m so proud of who you’ve become and the achievements you’ve made so far,” her mother said, brushing her hair softly.“Thank you, Mother,” Jessica replied, closing her eyes. Everything here felt so right, so serene... so perfect.However, her mother’s next words sent a wave of panic through her.“It’s time for me to go,” Janet said, placing the brush on the table.Jessica turne
William stood at the front of a large conference hall, addressing his employees. His voice was steady, his presence commanding.“…So that’s the program for the launch of our latest product,” William concluded his detailed presentation.The employees clapped in unison, clearly impressed by the meticulous planning.“Any questions or suggestions?” he asked.Five hands shot up immediately. An older woman was the first to speak.“I suggest we strengthen the advertising campaign. It’s–”The door suddenly swung open, cutting her off. Maxwell strode in, his face etched with urgency. Murmurs surged through the room as the workers exchanged curious glances, startled by the interruption.Maxwell walked up to William. “Mr. President, we have a problem,” he said, his voice low but firm. “There was an attempted murder right outside the company. A person was shot.”“What?” William’s brows furrowed deeply.Maxwell hesitated, adjusting his glasses nervously. “The victim… it’s your wife, Mr. President.
William stood at the front of a large conference hall, addressing his employees. His voice was steady, his presence commanding.“…So that’s the program for the launch of our latest product,” William concluded his detailed presentation.The employees clapped in unison, clearly impressed by the meticulous planning.“Any questions or suggestions?” he asked.Five hands shot up immediately. An older woman was the first to speak.“I suggest we strengthen the advertising campaign. It’s–”The door suddenly swung open, cutting her off. Maxwell strode in, his face etched with urgency. Murmurs surged through the room as the workers exchanged curious glances, startled by the interruption.Maxwell walked up to William. “Mr. President, we have a problem,” he said, his voice low but firm. “There was an attempted murder right outside the company. A person was shot.”“What?” William’s brows furrowed deeply.Maxwell hesitated, adjusting his glasses nervously. “The victim… it’s your wife, Mr. President.
Earlier That Day...Rachael sat in front of the vanity table, putting the finishing touches on her makeup."Brandon, are you ready? We'll be leaving in a few minutes," Rachael called out."I'm almost ready, Mom!" Brandon replied from his room.Rachael checked the time and sighed, hurrying to finish up. Jessica must be waiting for her at the audition venue, but she still had to drop Brandon off at school first.Once she was ready, Rachael gathered her things, preparing to leave with her son. Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud thud, and a man stumbled in, staggering. He looked disheveled, badly beaten, and reeked of alcohol."Anybody home? Where the hell is everyone?" he slurred, gripping the wall for support.Brandon’s eyes lit up, and he ran toward the man. “Daddy!” he exclaimed excitedly.The man roughly shoved Brandon aside. “Get out of my way. I’m not your father,” he growled, glaring down at the boy.“Brandon!” Rachael rushed over, pulling her son into a protective hug. “Go
The next day, Jessica was seen hopping on one leg as she slipped on her shoe. Once she was done, she settled down in front of her vanity table to apply her makeup.Jessica hadn’t slept a wink the previous night; she had been busy rehearsing for the audition. As she dabbed on concealer, she made sure to cover the dark circles under her eyes, evidence of her sleepless night.Once ready, Jessica grabbed her things and left for the audition venue.Upon arrival, she was stunned by the huge number of actors and actresses present. The waiting area buzzed with activity, and Jessica could spot a few popular actresses she recognized from movies she had watched.Slowly, nervousness crept into her system. ‘If popular actresses are here, and some are likely to be rejected, what chance do I have?’ she thought.“No... Don’t think that way. Be positive, Jessica!” she muttered inwardly, taking a deep breath. She scanned the room for a seat and quietly settled in an empty chair, waiting for her turn.J
“You want to audition for the villain role? But why? The scriptwriter, Mr. Scott, is particularly meticulous about that role. I've heard even the top actresses in the country couldn’t pass the audition because they couldn’t portray the villain the way he envisioned,” Rachael said, worried about Jessica.“That makes it even more challenging and interesting to me,” Jessica replied confidently.“But–”“Rachi, don’t worry about me. I have faith and confidence in myself. I can do it,” Jessica reassured her with a smile.A brief silence passed on the call before Jessica heard Rachael sigh out.“Fine. I believe in you,” she said. “But the movie is going to have Mr. Louis and Ms. Belinda as leads. I hope you’re okay with it. You know Louis... He’s...” Rachael trailed off, choosing her words carefully.Jessica paused briefly but then replied firmly, “I’m cool with it.” she said.“Alright, then! I’ll email the audition location to you. It’s happening tomorrow,” Rachael said.“Thanks! That’s why
Louis walked to the window, his phone pressed to his ear, a glass of whiskey in hand. The warm hues of the setting sun cast shadows across the skyscrapers in the distance. He took a slow sip from his whiskey, his sharp gaze lost in thought before finally addressing the person on the other end of the line.“So, what’s the movie about?”“The movie is an adaptation of a book written by the renowned British author Scott Gibson. It’s a masterpiece, and the author, who’s also the scriptwriter, personally requested you for the male lead role,” Louis’s personal assistant explained eagerly.Louis let out a small chuckle as he turned from the window, setting the glass of whiskey down on a nearby table. “You know I don’t waste my time on amateur projects. How much are we talking about here?”“Sir, this isn’t an amateur movie. The book has a massive fan base, and there’s already a buzz about the film. Honestly, this could win the Best Picture award. And to answer your question, we’re talking mill
Jessica walked into the dining room to find everyone already seated around the table. Her eyes darted to Roland, who gazed back at her with an unreadable expression, as though he hadn’t uttered those cutting words earlier. Feeling the tension build, Jessica lowered her gaze and made her way to an empty chair, sitting quietly.“Sweetheart,” Helena’s soft voice broke the silence, her tone warm and inviting. “How about one of these days, the three of us go shopping? Just us three ladies?”Jessica hesitated, her awkwardness evident. “Uh… I’m not sure if it’s okay for people to see us together,” she replied, her voice faltering.Helena’s smile wavered as surprise flickered across her face. Something about Jessica’s reply unsettled her—it sounded off, almost guarded. Concerned, Helena couldn’t help but wonder what had caused this shift in Jessica’s demeanor.After Roland’s words, Jessica couldn’t shake the acute awareness of the class difference that existed between her and the rest of the
“Let me have a taste of you.”Jessica furrowed her brow in confusion, hearing those words from the man called Oliver.“What do you mean?” she asked, even though deep down, she knew exactly what he meant.“You know what I’m talking about, Jessica. You’re not a kid. I can assure you that you’ll get what you want, and even more—” he didn’t finish his sentence, as Jessica cut him off.“I’ll have to decline. I have a boyfriend whom I love dearly. I’m not the type of woman who throws herself at a man just to get what she wants,” Jessica said through gritted teeth. She was boiling inside.Her gaze settled on the glass of wine before her. She badly wanted to pour it on his face, but offending this man would be a terrible idea.Jessica, a D-list actress whose dreams of becoming an A-list star had faltered with each rejection she received, made a living as a part-time model, using her looks and body to get by.She had thought of asking Oliver Martins, a famous actor she met two months ago durin...
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