A Flash Marriage with A Stranger

Waking up, I found a man lying beside me.

He flashed me a wicked smile.

"I'll give you 1 million every month after we get married, and five hours later, we will have the wedding. We have a deal?" he proposed.

I kissed him on the cheek and responded, "Deal."

When she held the bridal bouquet, Ivana Andrews still looked puzzled.

Yes, I got married.

And my groom was the son of my father's sworn enemy.

My father was so angry that he had a heart attack and was now lying in the hospital, an oxygen mask covering his nose and mouth.

He wasn't alone in the ward. One of his beautiful mistresses looked after him.

My father screwed around.

He wasn't ashamed of keeping mistresses. Instead, he felt proud.

He often said, "A successful man always has lovers."

Despite my father's affairs, my mother tolerated it and never asked a divorce.

As a result, my father had quite a few illegitimate children.

Those mistresses believed that they could marry my father after having a son with him.

They were too naive.

How could those stupid women outwit Damon Bernard who was a shrewd businessman?

My mother was in the audience, shedding tears.

She didn't feel happy because I found happiness.

But she just was relieved that I finally settled down.

The man who entertained the guests with me was the only son of the richest man in Chicago, Hawkins Moore.

My gaze fell on him.

But he gazed at the woman in a yellow dress.

Affection was palpable in his eyes.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, he shifted his gaze off her.

With a smirk, he leaned in and whispered to me, "Let's make a pretty good team!"

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We spend a passionate night.

When Hawkins Moore woke up and saw me, there was no surprise in his eyes.

As expected, he was a player.

"Sorry, stole your virtue," he said as he took my hand and caressed it.

I leaned closer and said seductively, "If my parents find out, they will make you marry me."

Aware that he was flirting with me, I just played along.

He was momentarily taken aback and then a playful smile formed on his lips.

"I'll give you 1 million every month after we get married, and five hours later, we will have the wedding. We have a deal?" he proposed.

I kissed him on the cheek and responded, "Deal."

Before the wedding, I took out an agreement.

I wasn't afraid that Hawkins would not marry me. I just needed to make sure he would pay me as he had promised.

Hawkins skimmed through it and signed his name on it.

I was short on cash.

I didn't care if I was a gold digger to him.

As soon as the wedding was over, I and Hawkins went our separate ways.

If it wasn't for his father's hospitalization due to brain hemorrhage that I had to visit him,

I almost forgot that I was a married woman.

The wealthy Moore family had hired a brain specialist from New York.

A crowd of people crowded into the luxury ward, waiting for Hawkins' father to wake up.

Hawkins was the last one to arrive.

I didn't recognize him as I had face blindness.

"Honey, you don't even say hello to your husband!"

I turned to the direction of the voice.

Suddenly, I felt a tap on my forehead.

"Who are you looking for? I'm right here!" Hawkins said.

It had just been a few months since we last saw each other. Now he had long hair, dressed like a rock guitarist.

"Hawk, your dad's life is still in danger. Behave yourself!"

The woman who scolded him was attractive and she was wearing designer clothes.

I found that she looked a bit familiar.

"And you, Claire, where are your manners?" the woman continued.

Hawkins nudged me. "Sweetheart, greet my mother!"