Dumped And Accidentally Married A Billionaire
Synopsis
It still feels so unreal being dumped by my boyfriend at the courtyard on the day of our wedding.
David didn't show up and when I called him to know the reason why.
He told me right to my face that he had found love with another woman who happened to be my best friend.
My heart was shattered into a million tiny pieces.
I was wallowing in self-pity when I overheard Lucas talking on the phone about needing a replacement for the woman who has collected a part-payment to be his wife.
I agreed to be his wife without thinking twice wanting to get back at my Ex.
What would happen when two strangers' hearts intertwined?
And what started as an arrangement became a bedrock for something real?
Read to find out.
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Chapter 2
Chapter Two
Lucas collected the marriage certificate from the judge and we both found our way outside.
It was time to take a photograph and I wasn't in the mood to smile, not after having my heart broken into pieces.
I still managed to smile as we both held the certificate as the photographer snapped us several pictures.
He handed the marriage certificate to me to hold. I saw my full name on it.
Diana Rodrigues and Lucas Bernard as he collected the soft copies from the photographer and made sure the hard copy will be brought when it is ready.
When he finished he reached to where I was still standing and waiting for him.
“Let's go home”,
My heart began to beat rapidly wondering what I must have gotten myself into.
As I followed him. He stopped in front of a Mercedes, one of the newer models.
I did not know much about cars but I could tell that this car was a very expensive one.
It looked exotic and expensive.
“Get in”, he voiced out.
I did as he instructed like a robot. The air conditioning in the car was so cool.
I couldn't help as I enjoyed the ambience but as soon as my mind drifted to David I couldn't help as a frown marred my expression.
“He is such a jerk”, I cursed.
Lucas averted his attention towards me.
“What did you say?”he asked.
“Nothing”, I replied as I didn't want to repeat myself because obviously there was no need.
“You should compose yourself properly as we are meeting my grandfather”, he remarked
“Why”,
I had expected to be taken to his house first not like I didn't want to meet his family but why so soon.
“Well…we just got married and I want to introduce you to my grandfather is there anything wrong about it”,
I could see clearly that he was a man that was used to getting things done his own way.
I was clearly exhausted and I knew that the last thing I wanted to do is to be anywhere other than taking a warm shower and lying down in my bed.
“Some other times”, I responded.
I could see that he wasn't ready to take no for an answer.
“Let's just greet him and that would be all”, he insisted, leaving me with no choice.
“Fine”, I replied reluctantly.
We arrived at a hospital and the driver stopped.
I was stunned.
“I should have told you earlier…my grandfather has a liver cancer so he is bedridden for now ”,
At that point he knew he had to open up to me if this was going to work out well for him.
“My name is Lucas Bernard”, he continued.
“My grandfather had been pleading on me to get married”,
“I had told my grandfather we have been dating for a year now and that's why we got married”,
I was totally dumbfounded. He snapped me back to reality with a question.
“What do you do?”, he asked.
“I woke as a chef in a restaurant”,
“You will tell my grandfather that you are currently schooling”,
I wondered how his grandfather would feel if he found out we were lying the whole time.
But I was already far too deep in this to back down now.
“What do you do?” I asked.
“You don't know me”, he asked totally in disbelief.
“Are you a celebrity”,
“No..I am not”,
I could see his expression hardened as it was the first time he met a girl who did not recognise him.
I could see that a lot of girls knew him and drooled over his pictures.
“I work in Lucas enterprises known widely in business and fashion magazines”, he said proudly.
“Which one of them?”I asked, totally clueless by the reference he just made.
The only reason I knew that such a name existed was because I had gone there to apply for a job as an assistant chef in one of their hotels.
I was never given but I kept on applying year after year while working at my current company.
“All of them”
“What do you mean by all of them?”I asked, my eyes widening beyond its capacity.
“I am the heir of the Lucas empire”,
“What!”,
Did I just get legally married to a billionaire?.
Lucas finished saying those words and began to walk inside the hospital leaving me still in awe.
I couldn't believe it as I held the ring he had given to me earlier at the court.
It was pure gold. I should have used it to guess how rich he was. The best David would have given to me was a stainless band painted gold still my heart yearned for it.
The ring fitted my finger so well like I was measured for it.
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