Mr. Billionaire's Accidental Bride

A string quartet played a mournful tune, which only added to the absurdity of the moment. Guests whispered behind t

urs grew

g through with it...

n who's not ev

t need that Blackwoo

pounds anyway. So what if

. 'Let them talk. It would be far better for me to marry Julian Blac

ty, useless prop. She held her bouquet of white roses loosel

head high. The polished marble beneat

a nervous sound lost beneath the

Rosalind, the offici

d to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sic

d

ispers echoed

ate how absurd the question sounded. Clearing his throat awkwardly, he skipp

taring at the empty air wher

he event was packed with guests and made headlines across the ci

where the bride stood alone in her elegant gown, r

Sells Daughter for an Extravagant Bride Pr

.

bed, her gaze fixed on the man lying there. Despite his pale, colorless face, his noble demeanor remained intact.

le-whether it was white, red, black, or yellow. Each color represented different fates,

out hesitation, he pushed aside the blanket and sat up, noticing a striking figure

hoarse from his long s

d, approached with trembling steps. Her voice quivered with a mixture of surprise and reli

ile touching his lips. He was accustomed to his frequent bo

ief. "You usually only faint for a few hours or a day

t concern for both your grandmother and me. We consulted an esteemed astrologer to discern your fate. She advised that t

se. The wedding has just concluded, and you've awakened at last.

d with joy, motioning fo

t hand. "Though the circumstances were not ideal, you are now husband and wife. I hope you will che

ead through his skin, causing him to shiver slightly. His eyes

red lips pressed into a thin line, her almon

Mrs. Blackwood said softly, her eyes reflecting guilt and

was my choice. There's no suffering to speak of,"

somber expression. It was absurd to him that, after a mon

unning face, his brows

small amount before the two elders departed, leaving th

ce. Rosalind poured a glass o

ss, took a sip, and then heard her clear, melodic voice. "Let me int

ip. "Should I intro

" she replied

placing the cup on the table

curt introduction. She had long

Her long, pale legs were visible beneath her robe, the sash accentuating her slender w

d slowly lifted her eyes to meet his.

*