Married at First Sight

Jasmine, “…”

Her best friend sure pulled one heck of a move.

“There are all those Lifetime movies and romance novels about blindly marrying a multi-billionaire. Maybe that’s the case with you too, Seren.”

Smacking her best friend in the head, Serenity remarked with a grin, “I bet you read all the chick lit in the shop. Dream on about marrying a billionaire at first sight. Do you think the place is crawling with billionaires?”

Jasmine rubbed on the bump and sighed as Serenity had a point. Jasmine then asked, “Where’s your husband’s place?”

“Brynfield.”

accessible. Plus, it’s not far from our shop. Where does your husband work? He must earn a lot of money since he bought a house in Wiltspoon and a gated community like Brynfield. What

if he wants you to contribute to the mortgage. It’s to protect yourself. Not to jinx it but you won’t

sister. He bought and paid the house in full, so there’s no mortgage. I don’t think it’s nice to put my name on the title

the husband and

with Liberty’s money. Still, Liberty was not named on the property deed. With her mind harking back to her

to

shop at eleven o’clock at

was nearby and a family member was buying her dinner, Serenity

the main door, Serenity took out her keys and walked to her

rode for twenty minutes until she arrived downstairs at her sister’s place. It was only when Serenity parked the bike that she realized she no longer

and found that the lights were out. Although feeling down, Serenity left the family of three to be and rode her

midnight by the