DaoistIartEs

“I never spent a dime from your debt, you both lost it gambling always…” Another slap landed on Astrid's face and this came from none other than her dad, Josh.

“You ungrateful brat, it's only the request I am pleading for,” Josh let out and then a sardonic smile escaped her lips.

She wiped the tears from her face and now stood from the ground.

“I am not going to get married to a man old enough to be my father.” she declared firmly this time not avoiding eye contact with her dad that much.

“What?” Josh's voice countered.

“Why for once can't you love me?” She cried out her hands moving to her chest as she tried to hold in her tears.

Josh moved closer to her, lifting her by her chin roughly, “Then do this one favor for me and save us from losing everything I have ever worked for,” His voice was a bit calm but stern, one could tell he didn't care about Astrid.

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Astrid Daniels who is hated by everyone and is known as the faso of family is forced to get married to the man arranged by her father to protect his company from plummeting and also help in paying his debt.

She refused but then was told by her dad that he would help pay for her mum’s surgery if she was doing his wish.

Since she was a high school drop she couldn't get a good job to pay for her mum's surgery so she needed to agree to her dad’s proposal.

On the day of her wedding ceremony with the older man, things turn around when she goes into the wrong hall and gets married to one of the richest men in their city and also her crush.

 What fate do you think awaits her?

Accidental Marriage With Mr Billioniare

Maren and Miles drove in silence, the only sound echoing was the hum of the engine and the soft music playing in the background. Suddenly, Miles turned off the main road and onto a smaller route.

"Where are we going?" Maren asked, looking around at the unfamiliar road, she had thought they would be going to Astrid I'm the hospital only for Miles to change the route:

Miles glanced at her, his eyes softening. "We both need some time to ourselves," he answered, his eyes still on the road.

"You have been busy taking care of Astrid, your business, and dealing with all sorts of dramas. You need a break."

Maren frowned, now glaring at him "But Astrid needs me," she said, her voice laced with worry.

Miles placed a reassuring hand on her knee. "Julian is with her," he said. "He will take care of her, while I do the same to you."

Maren looked at Miles, even though his eyes were still on the road she noticed how tense he was.

THE REPORT