Billionaire Destined Wife

The floor inside the room was covered with cloths from the man and woman, "I have given myself to you. How about you say a final farewell to Elena?" The woman asked in an enticing voice. She was half-exposed and drifting over a man. "Don't mention her name when we are making love." The man was eager to the point that he put his hands on the delicate bosoms and groaned in joy. The woman appeared to be disappointed as she didn't find the solution she needed. "Absolutely no chance! She is the mistress daughter - even our canine stands firm on a more significant foothold in our family than she does. What's the big deal about her?" The man said nothing. He grasped the woman's waist and push harder, which made her shout and groan his name. Elena Brown stood in front of her door, paying attention to everything in the room. Her face turned cold as she comprehended what was happening. She had recently gotten back from the emergency clinic. Her mom Percy who had raised Elena since she was a child without the assistance of her dad, was determined to have progressed liver cirrhosis two months prior. Her mom required a liver transfer immediately. Elena needed to assemble money to pay the medical costs. To exacerbate her, her younger sister attached with her boyfriend. Elena felt her life was going to pieces. "Did you hear me? You need to let me know your choice today. It's either her or me. The decision is yours." Jenna Brown beat on Marc Bailey's chest, frantic to hear his response. Elena kicked the door open and scowled at them. "Allow me to save you the difficulty. He is only a man. You can have him on the off chance that you need." In spite of the fact that Elena sounded uninterested, her heart broke to watch her boyfriend go behind her back with her sister. Marc was Elena's lifelong companion and collegemate. He was an attractive man from a wealthy family. He had pursued Elena during their college days. He had admitted his adoration to her again just after their graduation. It was on the assembly hall of their school. Many individuals were near, and almost all students and teachers had seen the heartfelt scene. The group cheered, and Elena at last consented to be his girlfriend. The aggravation of treachery squashed her. Looking at the two individuals before her, Elena grasped her clench hands, her nails sinking into her tissue. Marc briskly droved Jenna away, put on his jeans, and escaped from the bed. Jenna nearly tumbled down. Elena's words lighted her outrage. She had invested some part of energy into connecting with a rich, attractive man like Marc. Elena had prevailed upon him without taking any kind of action, which chafed Jenna. After all, Elena was only a mistress daughter whom we share an equivalent dad. "What the hell are saying? You sound like you dumped Marc. Marc dumped you, b***h!" Jenna jeered as she pulled the blanket closer to her body. Then, at that point, she took a glance at Marc and inquired, "Marc, what did you share with me a few seconds ago? Tell that to Elena!" Marc had laid down with Jenna absolutely out of drive. The woman had lured him, and he failed to keep a grip on himself. He snatched Elena's wrist. "Elena, please forgive me. I didn't have the foggiest idea what I was thinking." In spite of the fact that tears filled her eyes, Elena look at him with disdain. When Elena put her energy into something, nobody could stop her. She pulled out her hand from Marc's hold. "I'm sorry, Marc. I don't want anything that is corrupted by Jenna. Both of you are an ideal pair. We should separate." Jenna was shocked. Marc was very nearly breakdown, yet there was not so much as a hint of grief on Elena's face. Outrage flooded through her veins since she didn't accomplish what she had needed. Elena lacked the opportunity to converse with them. Jenna had forever been contending with her since they were young and she appreciated removing whatever had a place with Elena. She used to grab Elena's toys and clothes. Now that they had grown up, she grabbed her beau as well. Elena was utilized to it. She was just stressed over her mom clinical costs now. Just as she was going to leave, she heard the clattering of strides from the passage. "It's late around evening time. What's with all the commotion?" Jenna's parents, Brandon Brown and Freya Bailey, surged over in the wake of hearing the upheaval. Brandon strolled into the room first. His eyes broadened with dismay when he saw his girl sitting on the bed wearing nothing - aside from the blanket folded over her. "What in blazes would you say you are doing in your sister room? You will get married soon. what are you doing with another man?" he roared. Jenna embraced herself and look at Brandon with ragged looking eyes. She gritted her teeth to stifle her fury. The Larson family and the Brown family had a consent to get their children married when they grew up. Her fiancé was an illegitimate child, and the Larson family had driven him out of the house along time prior. He was poor and didn't have a fair work. He was only an idler who burned through his time sitting idle. Jenna would have rather not marry him. She believed she merited somebody better than him.    "I'm pregnant!" Jenna expressed, pointing at Marc. " I'm pregnant with his child. So I can't marry any other person. You better call off the wedding." Marc was dumfounded. He had laid down with Jenna a couple of times. The news was excessively stunned for him. "What babble! You should marry into the Larson family!" Brandon was seething with rage. He needed to slap Jenna for acting idiotic. Besides, the wedding involved his reputation. What might he at some point tell the Larson family to cancel the wedding? Freya defensively remained before her daughter. She was defensive of Jenna and rarely chastened her. Her significant other was fuming frantic, and she was unable to watch him yell at Jenna. "Brandon, for what reason are you distraught at Jenna?" Freya cried. "Elena is also a daughter of the Brown family. She can marry into the Larson family." Brandon and Freya had no kid for the initial not many years after they got married. Because of the strain of the seniors of the Brown family, they had brought Elena whom Brandon had a child with Percy. After two years, Freya at last got pregnant and gave birth Jenna. The situation just made her disdain Elena significantly more. Elena's presence was evidence of her barrenness and her better half issue with Percy. The simple sight of Percy's daughter enraged Freya. In the wake of giving birth Jenna, Freya turned out to be more fractional towards her daughter and loathed Elena. Later, as time passed by, Elena grew up to be a preferred lady over her daughter in each viewpoint. That appeared to heighten her scorn for Elena much more. Freya's words incensed Elena. " You had consented to get Jenna married into the Larson family, not me," she "For what reason would you say you are wanting to get me hitched in light of the fact that your little girl has been banging somebody?' "We have raised you such a long time. It's the ideal opportunity for you to reimburse our generosity, Elena," Freya said in a soft tone, her eyes glimmering with guile. Don't you want that your mother should have a surgery? We will pay for the medical costs as long as you marry into the Larson family instead of Jenna." A self-satisfied grin arose all over Jenna's face. She felt Elena and the ill-conceived child of the Larson family would be ideally suited for one another. Elena gritted her teeth as Freya's words enraged her. However, the doctor's words streaked her mind. Her mom didn't have much chance left. Elena recently graduated and couldn't afford to pay for her mother's treatment. In spite of the fact that Brandon and Fiona raised Elena, they never truly thought often about her. Percy Holmes, Elena's mother raised her alone, and love her dearly. She was unable to leave her mother alone during the hardest time. Seeing her dithering, Freya approached Elena. "In future you will marry someone. How about you help your mother by marrying the son of the Larson family. I will give you the money after you get married." Elena's feet shuddered as everybody in the room gazed at her. She needed money to pay her mother's medical fees. Tears at last gushed down her cheeks. She lowered down her head and answered in a soft tone. "Alright, I'll marry him."