Yvonne_Jemutai

An hour ago she was heartbroken, the next hour she had fun and her life turns upside down in the coming hour...

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  “What?” she sprung up. “Y-you sold me?” she asked.
Her father’s smile faltered. “You will get married to him. I am only trying to help you get your sick face out of my house.”

  “It’s Jeff William.”
Amandla smiled sheepishly. “My name is Amandla Conradina.”
Jeff’s brows twitched. “What kind of name is that are you a specimen?”
Amandla’s smile fell. What was this even? The bride and the groom were introducing themselves after the marriage. Well, everything was possible in her life.

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Okay, dear readers, this is one crazy journey, fasten your safety belts for the ride.

Married to the nightmare CEO

The next day after the Patrick incident, Amy was in the backyard with Jason and Lucy having a barbecue. Lucy was grilling, Amy making salad while Jason was dancing to the music on the mini speaker they had.


  "It would be fun if your brother in law could lend a hand in cooking!" Lucy shouted directing her words to Jason. Amy watched them quietly, no; she wasn't going to be part of the bickering that was going to begin any time from then.


Jason instead sang loudly and danced vigorously moving further away from them, pretending not to have heard Lucy. Amy had to intervene before someone she knew erupted. "You should be happy he isn't, he is worse in making food Lucy."


Lucy paused her grilling, her face was already tomato red and only Amy knew how pissed she was at the moment. Hey, it's him Lucy should be angry at, why was she taking the blame and anger instead of the culprit who was dancing merrily without a care in the world over there? "If he can't cook, he shouldn't eat," she growled before grilling as if she was venting out her anger on the barbecue. She slapped the meat pieces hard with the spatula and then turned the meat over and over until Amy couldn't take it anymore.


Dropping the knife she was holding, she crossed over to Lucy and grabbed the spatula forcefully from her. "Girl, go do the fruit salad, lemme grill." Lucy thrust the spatula in her hand, humpfed and walked away angrily only to stop frozen in front of…Jeff?


  "I didn't know there was a mini party here?" he said in a menacing voice that seemed to echo everywhere.


Amy rolled her eyes, seriously this again? "Can we talk in private?" she made an attempt to exclude Lucy and Jason from their banter.


They walked inside and stood by the corridor. "Why did you move out of your room?"


Eh? Her eyes widened slightly. Was she supposed to ask for permission now? Give her a break. "What, did you expect me to see your girlfriend's horrible face daily?"


She crossed her hands and leaned on the wall opposite his towering figure, maintaining eye contact.


Oh please (Edited)