Gabriel Wilsons, the well known 'devil' in the whole business industry of Chicago. He has everything that you wish for your dream man to have. Power, money, perfection, handsomeness and a body like a Greek God. But he's in love. He's still in love with the woman from his past.
The same woman he has given everything he had before, but eventually betrayed him, left him and shattered his heart into pieces. And because of that, he turned into a cold, heartless, rude and an arrogant billionaire who will do everything to seek revenge and to show her that she's no longer important in his life. Even though the truth is the opposite of what he is doing.
That's when he met me. I applied as his Personal Assistant to fulfil my bucket list of dreams. To explore my life and experience everything. Then he offered me a deal. He asked me to marry him just to show his ex that he already moved on.
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"She's pregnant." He blurted out and I almost fall from where I stood. I just grasped the backrest of the couch to support my weight. The pain creeping in my heart was unbearable but I managed to stay calm.
"Congratulations!" I said faking my excitement. Well, I can't call it as cheating because she's the real reason why we were pretending as a couple. And that's when I made the biggest decision in my life. Taking the biggest secret in me, that I've already fallen in love with him---- I left him. Then eventually I learned a lesson.
'Loving someone who doesn't love you back isn't as hard as loving someone who can't see your worth and only uses you as his way to get someone he loves back into his life."

FALLING FOR THE MAN I MARRIED

"Greg, can you give me the chocolate syrup, please?"


"Sure." he gave me the syrup from the counter as I continue to arrange the pancakes from the large plate.


"You're always welcome." and he winked at me. I just shook my head and smiled at him.


I woke up early this morning, even though I hate mornings and wake up early. But this is our last day in Belleville and I want to make breakfast for all of us. When I opened our bedroom door, I found Greg stretching and doing push-ups in the hallway. He asked me why I get up early and I told him that I was thinking of making breakfast, so we both ended up cooking in the kitchen.


He's making a cheesy and bacon omelette while I'm preparing my chocolate pancakes and chocolate muffins.


"I missed this kind of moment, Madi," he said as he flipped the omelette.


I looked at him immediately and made a face, motioning him to shut his mouth because someone might hear us.


Chapter 43: Sunday breakfast