All Chapters of Fake Marriage With The Mysterious Billionaire : Chapter 51 - Chapter 58

Mia waited until she heard the sound of Melissa’s footsteps completely disappear down the hallway before she finally moved. The moment the house became quiet again, she quickly walked toward the door of her room and locked it carefully. Her heart was still uneasy from everything that had happened earlier with Doris. She leaned against the door for a few seconds and let out a slow breath. The entire visit had felt like some sort of test. Every question Doris asked had made Mia nervous. Every glance had made her feel like she was being studied. And the worst part was that Doris was kind. That somehow made the guilt sitting inside Mia’s chest feel even heavier. Mia slowly walked further into the room and sat on the edge of the bed. Her eyes drifted toward her phone resting on the nightstand. She hesitated. Then finally reached for it. Maybe Jessa’s reaction would tell her something. Because the more Mia thought about it, the more confused she became. If Dori

It was finally the morning of the wedding and Mia barely slept. She had spent most of the night staring at the ceiling, turning from one side of the bed to the other, her mind refusing to rest. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the same thing. A wedding aisle, a contract...a diamond ring...Max Hult and herself standing beside him. Each thought made her heart beat harder. By the time dawn arrived, she had already given up on sleep completely. She sat by the window watching the first rays of sunlight spill across the estate grounds. The gardens looked peaceful and beautiful. As if today wasn't about to change her entire life. A soft knock echoed through the room. Mia immediately looked at the door, it was barely seven in the morning. Before she could answer, the door opened and Melissa stepped inside. Behind her were Clara, two familiar maids, and several people Mia had never seen before. Some carried garment bags and others carried makeup cases. One woma

The moment Mia stepped into the aisle, the entire room seemed to fall silent. The soft music faded into the background and the whispers disappeared. Every eye turned toward her and for a second, Mia forgot how to breathe. The white roses lining the aisle blurred at the edges of her vision as nervousness tightened around her chest. She could feel dozens of eyes watching her every movement, judging every step she took. She had imagined this moment countless times growing up, but never like this. Never with fear sitting inside her chest like a living thing. Never knowing that the marriage she was walking into was built on lies. Her fingers tightened around the bouquet. she couldn’t trip or panic, she just had to keep walking, one step at a time. Her eyes lifted and found Max again. His gaze remained fixed on her. The nervousness she was trying so desperately to hide made her look painfully vulnerable. For a brief second he remembered his mother. Remembered the

The moment the ceremony ended, the quiet murmurs that had been carefully restrained during the vows began to spread through the venue. Guests rose from their seats, conversations resumed, and the atmosphere slowly shifted from formal ceremony to celebration. Mia tightened her grip on Max's arm. She could feel the attention, the curiosity and the disbelief. Every person in the room seemed to be staring at her or perhaps she was simply imagining it, she hoped she was. Unfortunately, when she glanced around, she realized she wasn't. People were definitely looking, trying to figure out who exactly she was and more importantly how she had managed to marry Max Hult. The thought alone made her stomach twist. She forced a smile onto her face as several guests approached. "Congratulations." "Beautiful ceremony." "You look stunning." The words came one after another. Mia thanked each person politely while silently praying for the interactions to end. Beside her, Max