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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

"Mrs. Brown." Aiden rose from his seat, his movements deliberate and composed as he stood up and greeted her with a tone that could freeze fire.

Williama Brown, however, seemed utterly unfazed. She swept forward with the confidence of someone who believed the world revolved around her whims. Ignoring the chill in his tone, she leaned in to press a kiss to his cheek—a gesture laden with false familiarity.

But Aiden, shifted his head at the last second. The result was almost comical: her lips met nothing but the empty air near his face. The awkwardness of the moment hung in the space between them, but she pretended not to notice,even as her smile faltered for the briefest second.

With an exaggerated huff, she straightened herself and smoothed down the front of her tailored jacket, as if the fabric needed an excuse to absorb her irritation. Shaking her head, she let out a sigh that sounded as though she were the one burdened by the situation.