“Miss Edwards, I need your signature on this consent form for artificial insemination surgery,” said the lawyer as he presented the document to Ariana Edwards.

Ariana gripped the pen tightly, her knuckles turning white as she stared at the consent form.

The surgery was scheduled for tomorrow, and today was her wedding.

The donor of the sperm was none other than Theodore Anderson, the eldest son of the wealthy Anderson family, and also her groom.

But fate had dealt a cruel hand. Theodore had been in a horrific car accident three months prior and was now comatose, unlikely to ever recover. His life hung by a thread, and it was uncertain how long he would last.

The Anderson family, known for their fixation on succession and legacy, was desperate to ensure Theodore’s bloodline would continue. So his father, Darian Anderson, took it upon himself to get his son a wife. The sperm that Theodore froze years ago was going to be inseminated into the bride’s womb before he died.

As Ariana looked down at the consent form in front of her, her complexion was ashen, and her eyes betrayed a subtle sense of panic.

collect my thoughts? I need to read through it carefully,” she said

of silence, the lawyer nodded

in an eerie silence. Ariana immediately placed the consent form on the table. She had to call Jasper Anderson, her

would have it, Jasper, Theodore’s half- brother, was the mastermind behind this

upside down by the recent passing of her father, and the ruthlessness of her stepmother, Glenda Edwards. Ariana was left with nothing, not even her deceased mother’s belongings which were

came to her with a proposition: she would pretend to marry Theodore, and they would find a way to sabotage the surgery. After Theodore’s death, Jasper would become the sole heir of the Anderson family, and in return, he promised to marry Ariana and help her

Jasper’s spell, initially agreed to the plan. However, as the wedding drew closer, she realized

seeking Jasper’s comfort and counsel, Ariana tried calling him, but to no

She took off her high heels, held them in her hands, and walked down the corridor, her heart racing with fear and

she approached the last lounge

slightly open door. It was the sound of a

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