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Waking up from a coma was the least of Serena’s worries when she finds out she’s married! 
She can’t remember who she is. Her parents are plotting to kill her. What does a young woman do in such a situation? She traps her handsome rich husband ofcourse! Serena will not let him go until she uncovers the truth. 
Aiden Hawk married for convenience. Blackmailed by his grandmother, he came up with the perfect plan. Marry a woman on her deathbed and play the role of her grieving lover. When she passes away, he would be free to do as he pleased!
But to everyone's surprise, she came back alive! 
What’s more, she’s sticking to him like glue!
Will their accidental marriage work out or will they be separared for ever?
 *Picture credits: Queenfrieza

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 Her eyes widened in shock when he walked over to lock the hospital room door with a click.

"What are you doing?" she asked shakily. She did not like the look on his face.

He raised a brow and smirked, raising the corner of his mouth. "What do you think I'm doing?"

"Why… why did you lock the door?"

"My wife...You've woken up after so long. Of course, I have to spend some time with you undisturbed..."

Serena watched him as he walked towards her, his presence seemingly filling the room. Her heart almost threatened to leap out of her chest...She wanted to jump off the bed but her legs were useless and she had no strength...

Falling For My Accidental CEO Husband

"Where are we going, Aiden?" Serena asked, her voice breaking the heavy silence that had filled the car for the past hour.

She tried again, leaning slightly toward him. "Okay… So, how was your meeting?"

Her patience was beginning to wear thin, and her tone sharpened as she turned fully toward him. "Aiden Hawk, if you do not tell me why your panties are in a twist, then I swear I'll—"

"I'm taking you out on a date," he interrupted abruptly, his tone clipped and his gaze fixed on the road ahead.

Serena blinked at him, momentarily caught off guard. "Oookay," she replied slowly, drawing out the word as she studied his profile. His jaw was tight, his knuckles gripping the steering wheel a bit too firmly, and his lips pressed into a thin line.

What Happened?