On the day of my wedding to James Jonas, his best friend, Mia Rodriguez, appeared in front of me, pregnant. She cried with tears in her eyes, “Ames, you have everything. Please, just give James to me. I’m having… his baby…” I ripped off my veil and threw it on the floor. Turning around, I saw James' panicked eyes. Perhaps he remembered our contract: If anything goes wrong with this wedding, his fortune will be mine.
View MoreMy name is James Jonas. Thanks to my strikingly good looks, I was voted the campus heartthrob of our department. However, for some inexplicable reason, no girls ever wanted to approach me. It frustrated me to no end. How could a guy as handsome as me, the epitome of charm, fail to attract any admirers? Eventually, I resigned myself to hanging out with my buddies all the time. I convinced myself that my brilliance intimidated girls into thinking they weren't good enough. That was until I saw her. A girl from a neighboring department, with a bright smile and an even brighter personality. In that instant, I understood everything. If girls wouldn’t come to me, I’d just have to chase one down myself. My circle of friends, including my best friend Mia, fully supported my decision. In fact, Mia was the one who gave me the best advice. However, after I started dating Amy, Mia began acting strange, always looking at me like she wanted to say something but never did
My parents returned after finishing their world tour. “Oh my goodness! You always told us you were just busy learning how to manage the company these past years. How on earth did you manage to get married, divorced, and even reclaim what your grandfather left me?” Mom pulled me into a warm hug and kissed me on the cheek. “My precious girl, don’t shoulder everything yourself next time, okay? Your father and I aren’t as useless as you think.” By the time she finished, tears were streaming down her face. Dad, who had finally pieced together the entire story, stood there looking like a fool. Realization hit him like a ton of bricks, and he pulled my mom into a tight embrace. “I didn’t know he treated you like that back then. I should’ve been there for you both. I didn’t do enough. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry!” He then started crying, too. It ended up being me who had to comfort both of them. “It’s okay, it’s okay. I’ve already handled everything. Don’t worry about
Mia’s child had just turned one month old. By then, my battle with Joe had reached its peak. In the middle of the chaos, I found time to finalize my divorce with James. Then, I filed an official report accusing Joe of embezzling company funds and using the corporation to cover up illegal overseas transactions. Joe was arrested. As for Mia, she finally got what she wanted—marrying James. Their child had already started preschool by the time news of their struggles spread. The two lived a miserable life. Neither worked, as Mia claimed she was too busy taking care of their child, and James said he was too ashamed to face the outside world. Every day, they argued over trivial matters.
The wedding didn’t happen in the end. James outright refused to acknowledge Mia’s baby, which sent her into a fit of hysterics. By the time blood started pooling on the floor, James finally snapped out of it and rushed Mia to the hospital. Joe, watching my outwardly sorrowful expression, stood in silence for a long time. “This was your plan all along, wasn’t it?” I bowed my head, not saying a word. My silence was enough. “Amy, you look beautiful in that wedding dress.” He looked sadly at me as he said this. The unexpected compliment left me momentarily stunned. Before I could respond, Joe turned and walked away. He must have finally realized the extent of my plans and was rushing back to the company to make an emergency move. However, I was prepared. Joe had hidden a portion of the Jonases’ shares in the shadows, hoping to use them as leverage against me. Fortunately, I had anticipated this long ago. Over the past months, I’d been quietly purchasing share
A month and a half passed in the blink of an eye. On the day of the wedding, the whole city’s eyes were on the union of the Moores and Jonases. The grand ceremony was like a dream brought to life. Jewels were glinting under the light, and champagne flowed like rivers. “Joe, congratulations! This marriage is a power move, no doubt!” Various influential guests approached Joe to offer their well-wishes. As for my parents? Well, their island-hopping trip had left them conveniently stranded on some remote beach. They couldn’t have made it back even if they tried. The ceremony progressed smoothly. The priest guided James and me through our vows. We were just about to exchange rings when— “Stop! I object!” The shout came from a heavily pregnant woman bursting through the doors, clutching a megaphone and shouting at the top of her lungs. Her dramatic entrance froze the entire venue. “Who… who is she?” whispered a curious guest. “I think she’s that woman who was
Joe wasted no time. Within a month, he had drawn up a transfer agreement. The condition was clear: if James acted against the marriage in any way, the contract would activate. James, of course, didn’t want to marry me. However, now he was trapped. If he refused, he’d lose his position as the Jonas heir. Mia, on the other hand, had vanished. No one knew where she had gone. James suspected his father had hidden her away, but he didn’t dare confront Joe about it. Meanwhile, my family’s company hit a rough patch, and by the time I sorted it out, half a year had flown by. With my parents off traveling the world, they entrusted me fully with the company. In the midst of it all, Joe chose an auspicious day, and James and I quietly registered our marriage. The wedding ceremony was set for a month and a half later. Joe explained that the custom-made wedding gown he’d ordered for me from abroad would take precisely that long to finish. James, meanwhile, was a
“What are you talking about?” Joe said, reaching over to wipe my tears. Through the watery blur, I caught a glimpse of something unsettling in his eyes—an unhealthy obsession, a madness barely concealed. My hands clenched tightly behind me. How disgusting! Was he trying to replace my mother with me in his twisted mind? I quickly turned my head, taking a step back. “James loves Mia more than he loves me. If I marry him, how can I guarantee my children would have a father’s undivided love?” Joe’s gaze lingered on my pale neck without shame, his voice unnervingly gentle as he said, “Then tell me, Amy, what will it take for you to agree to marry James?” “I don’t want to marry James! I don’t love him anymore!” “That’s not it.” His tone grew even softer. “Have you forgotten how deeply you love him, Amy? You’re just upset right now. You love him, so you must marry him!” Tears streamed down my face. “I won’t do it! Marrying him will only end in divorce. That’s wor
Just as I expected, James and Mia became even more entangled in their affair. Eventually, they ended up in bed together. That night, I brought Joe to the hotel where they were staying. Inside, we heard the faint rustling of clothes being hurriedly put on. By the time we walked in, the bed was empty except for James, who was fumbling to button up his pants. Tsk. He’d been sneaking around with Mia so often that it was no surprise. The once vibrant face I’d known was now pale and gaunt. I couldn’t bear to look at him.“Slap!”The sharp sound of Joe’s hand meeting James’s cheek echoed through the room. “Thud!”James crumpled to the floor from the sheer force of it. “Hasn’t Amy been good to you? You’re about to marry her, and you’re sneaking around with another woman!” “Dad, I…” James tried to defend himself, but it was too late. “Slap!”Another blow landed. Joe was livid, his fury radiating through the room. It seemed like he was about to grab a chair an
Chris handed me a stack of photos. “Miss Moore, this guy catches a whiff of temptation and forgets he’s a taken man. Honestly, you still want someone like him?” I flipped through the photos nonchalantly, leaning against the armrest of the sofa with one hand propping up my chin. Smirking, I glanced at him. “Sounds like you’ve got some strong opinions about him?” Chris adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses with a feigned air of indifference before replying calmly, “Not at all. I’m just raising an objective, unbiased concern.” Watching him deliver this nonsense with such a serious expression, I couldn’t hold back a laugh. When I first hired him four years ago, I knew he had talent. Who knew he had such a witty personality under the surface all this time?
I’ve known James Jonas for five years. From college sweethearts to walking down the aisle, countless people envied our relationship. "A perfect match, a pair made in heaven, the ideal love story…" I’ve heard these words so many times, but they never meant much to me. I knew James’s heart was with someone else. He’s known Mia Rodriguez for ten years, five years longer than he’s known me. The strange thing was that James and Mia always referred to each other only as best friends. Their bond seemed so pure, untouched by even a hint of romance. They ended up at the same college, in the same major. Yet, for reasons I still don’t understand, James decided to pursue me—a girl from a completely different department. Back then, I had dreamy ideas about college romance. James was handsome, polite, and incredibly charming. So, when he asked me out for the second month in a row, I finally said yes. During the first week, everything felt perfect. It was like the beginning ...
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