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Forced To Marry My Husband I Ended Up With His Cousin

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Original title: Forced To Marry My Husband I Ended Up With His Cousin

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Forced into a marriage as a minor by her useless father, Stacy has only known a life of pain and sorrow since the passing of her mother.Now a mother herself at age twenty three, her daughter is sick and the only man who can save, would rather cheat on her and spend the money on another woman because a girl child is not enough for the rich Carter family. Her daughter about to die, she makes a bold move and takes a job as a human toy to be used as these high profile clients who wants their identity hidden see fit. Unfortunately, her daughter dies.She’s pregnant again. For this strange client.Rather than get rid of it, she panics and runs away. Six years later, she’s back with triplets and not the same woman the Carter family used to know.Preferring to keep her identity as the CEO of the famous Zaya Pearl secret, she is here to collaborate with NOVA, a new fashion company, but imagine her shock when she finds out that the owner of NOVA is none other than her triplets’ father, also cousin and business rival of her ex-husband. Now both men want her, but not for the reasons she ever thought.

Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.

Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:

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### Chapter 1: Chapter-1

STACY“You need to stop following me around with those flowers, Stacy. It’s annoying.” Tricia whirled on me, eyes shooting lasers at me. “Please, Trish. I’m so sorry. Please, forgive me. Please. I…I shouldn’t have said what I said. Please.” I begged. I was desperate to repair our friendship. I couldn’t continue like this with her under my roof. She did her work diligently, I decided to make her pay weekly instead of monthly so she could take care of herself since she wouldn’t accept money or help in any form from me anymore.Plus, the surprise I had for her was complete. I just needed to make her forgive me. I clutched the flowers I had ordered that morning to beg her with. “No, Stacy, you shouldn’t have.” She said, staring hard and angry at me. “I never judged you for getting pregnant for Rowland, did I? I never judged you for the bad things that happened to you when you were still married to William. I never judged you, not even once, when things were tough for you.” Her voice wa

ROSY“It’s been a month, Rosy.” William emerged from the bathroom, towel around his waist. He had returned from work not too long ago. Not saying a word to me, he had removed his work clothes and went to have his bath. Now he was out. I had a shoot for tomorrow morning for an advert and I was trying to rehearse lines.My heart plummeted as I heard his voice. My brain couldn’t process the nearly typed words on the script anymore. I didn’t raise my gaze to his face. I couldn’t afford to. “I’m talking to you.” Aggravation was beginning to spear through his words. “Look at me when I’m talking to you.”I slowly lifted my eyes to his face. “I…I don’t know what’s happening, William. I’m also doing my best to make sure I get pregnant.”“You’re not doing enough.” He deadpanned. “Since you have proven to be a barren tree, I’ll not waste my time on you anymore.”I swallowed, nerves twisted my insides so hard I almost couldn’t breathe from the pain. “No, William. You can’t do that. W-what if I

STACY “Hey, I am done with the meeting and…” The rest of my words died when I spotted the familiar figure sitting behind Rowland’s desk. I didn’t want to believe who I thought it was. She turned around in her chair, and stared at me. Not saying a word. She didn’t even get up. Just remained seated, appraising me. She wasn’t dressed well, I’d confess that. And it broke my heart. She looked thinner. “Tricia…” I called, taking unsure steps forward. She rose from her seat, folded her arms. “I’m not back for you. I’m back for the kids. Rowland told me you let Rita go and the kids have been asking about me.” I moved closer. “I’m sorry.” She took two steps backward, her expression devoid of emotions. “Just hold it there, Stacy. You said those words because it’s how you felt. Saying sorry doesn’t make up for what has been said. I shouldn’t be here. In fact, I do not want to be here. But the kids didn’t do wrong to me. They don’t have to suffer for it. I’ll be taking care of them b

STACYIt’s been three weeks and I had finally told the kids the truth about Rita. They were so furious, that they have refused to talk to me. They were closer to their father now. Now, they would rather go with him to the office and stay there, than come watch me in the boardroom with the NOVA creative team. According to them; I was making everybody go. If only they would understand why I let Rita go. Yes, I could accept my blame for the quarrel between I and Tricia, and also the one that had transpired between me and their father. But for Rita, it was justified.They were my kids, I could always talk to them. For now, I decided to concentrate on the team before me and the meeting we were having on making our very first attire — a cosmopolitan jacket.Some of the members brought good ideas and it made me excited that they had been following my lectures and explanations. However, there was one annoying person in the group — Janelle Curtis. She was smart, no doubt. But with her ‘kn

STACYI walked into the VIP ward, holding a basket of edibles. The triplets walking beside their father. As soon as they spotted Rita, they left their father to run up to greet her, happy to have her awake. Even nudging me out of the way as well.“Hello, Auntie Rita!” They chorused, grinning and waving. She managed a small smile, her eyes showing how weak she was. She was still pale, but nothing as serious as last night’s. “Hey babies.” She raised herself to a sitting position, and I saw it was with some difficulty. “How are you?”“We are fine,” they answered in unison. “How are you too?” This was from Layla who was eyeing the IV running from the IV bag to the catheter. “I’m fine, darling.”“Are you still sick?” Landon decided to ask after sharing in his curiosity of the catheter and IV bag with his sister. “Not really.” She replied.Luca who wasn’t paying mind to the IV bag or why Rita was taking it had another medical tool taking his attention. The heart monitor. He watched as

WILLIAM Not in the mood to talk to anyone, I started for my room, unbuttoning my shirt and loosening my tie along the way upstairs. Mom quietly entered her own room. Rosy, my wife, followed behind me. I could tell she was fuming, but I didn’t have time tonight for her. The birthday party has been nothing but a huge mistake…or maybe not totally. However, seeing Stacy looking the way she was tonight at that party had taken me by surprise and shock. I could hardly believe it was her. Six years. Six years she’d left this house without my notice. Six years I had gone searching for her to no avail. Today, she had attended my grandmother’s birthday party with my cousin, Rowland Carter, and their kids. Rowland, I thought in anger, that bastard. There was a reason why I never saw eye to eye with him, even in business. He had once…no, twice, taken potential business clients from me. And now he bragged of a company bigger and more prosperous than mine. That was enough to make me wish th

STACYI stepped into the dark room on wobbling legs and full of buzzing nerves. William was the first and only man to have ever seen me naked. Clad in just a pair of lace bra and panties, I felt uncomfortable knowing I was about to be seen by another man.Tonight was the night.I had signed a non-

STACYI skidded to a halt, almost tripping in my haste. The hospital floor was too squeaky clean. One had to be careful, but I didn’t care about being careful, not when the doctor had sounded serious on the phone.My daughter’s health. The cancer. Her brain. I stopped myself from thinking further

STACY “Madam, please, your husband is busy. He will…” I paid no need to the secretary who was running after me as I pushed my way through desks and staff, heading for his door.Once I reached the door that read ‘Office Of The CEO’, I turned the knob and opened.The secretary disappeared from the

STACYI dressed in a simple black dress, carried a small black duffel to prevent being cross checked like a criminal downstairs. I was still in mourning so the black dress suited my mood. Studying my pale, thin frame in the mirror, I noticed how hollow my eyes were — sad and despaired too. I look

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### Chapter 2: Chapter-2

STACY“You need to stop following me around with those flowers, Stacy. It’s annoying.” Tricia whirled on me, eyes shooting lasers at me. “Please, Trish. I’m so sorry. Please, forgive me. Please. I…I shouldn’t have said what I said. Please.” I begged. I was desperate to repair our friendship. I couldn’t continue like this with her under my roof. She did her work diligently, I decided to make her pay weekly instead of monthly so she could take care of herself since she wouldn’t accept money or help in any form from me anymore.Plus, the surprise I had for her was complete. I just needed to make her forgive me. I clutched the flowers I had ordered that morning to beg her with. “No, Stacy, you shouldn’t have.” She said, staring hard and angry at me. “I never judged you for getting pregnant for Rowland, did I? I never judged you for the bad things that happened to you when you were still married to William. I never judged you, not even once, when things were tough for you.” Her voice wa

ROSY“It’s been a month, Rosy.” William emerged from the bathroom, towel around his waist. He had returned from work not too long ago. Not saying a word to me, he had removed his work clothes and went to have his bath. Now he was out. I had a shoot for tomorrow morning for an advert and I was trying to rehearse lines.My heart plummeted as I heard his voice. My brain couldn’t process the nearly typed words on the script anymore. I didn’t raise my gaze to his face. I couldn’t afford to. “I’m talking to you.” Aggravation was beginning to spear through his words. “Look at me when I’m talking to you.”I slowly lifted my eyes to his face. “I…I don’t know what’s happening, William. I’m also doing my best to make sure I get pregnant.”“You’re not doing enough.” He deadpanned. “Since you have proven to be a barren tree, I’ll not waste my time on you anymore.”I swallowed, nerves twisted my insides so hard I almost couldn’t breathe from the pain. “No, William. You can’t do that. W-what if I

STACY “Hey, I am done with the meeting and…” The rest of my words died when I spotted the familiar figure sitting behind Rowland’s desk. I didn’t want to believe who I thought it was. She turned around in her chair, and stared at me. Not saying a word. She didn’t even get up. Just remained seated, appraising me. She wasn’t dressed well, I’d confess that. And it broke my heart. She looked thinner. “Tricia…” I called, taking unsure steps forward. She rose from her seat, folded her arms. “I’m not back for you. I’m back for the kids. Rowland told me you let Rita go and the kids have been asking about me.” I moved closer. “I’m sorry.” She took two steps backward, her expression devoid of emotions. “Just hold it there, Stacy. You said those words because it’s how you felt. Saying sorry doesn’t make up for what has been said. I shouldn’t be here. In fact, I do not want to be here. But the kids didn’t do wrong to me. They don’t have to suffer for it. I’ll be taking care of them b

STACYIt’s been three weeks and I had finally told the kids the truth about Rita. They were so furious, that they have refused to talk to me. They were closer to their father now. Now, they would rather go with him to the office and stay there, than come watch me in the boardroom with the NOVA creative team. According to them; I was making everybody go. If only they would understand why I let Rita go. Yes, I could accept my blame for the quarrel between I and Tricia, and also the one that had transpired between me and their father. But for Rita, it was justified.They were my kids, I could always talk to them. For now, I decided to concentrate on the team before me and the meeting we were having on making our very first attire — a cosmopolitan jacket.Some of the members brought good ideas and it made me excited that they had been following my lectures and explanations. However, there was one annoying person in the group — Janelle Curtis. She was smart, no doubt. But with her ‘kn

STACYI walked into the VIP ward, holding a basket of edibles. The triplets walking beside their father. As soon as they spotted Rita, they left their father to run up to greet her, happy to have her awake. Even nudging me out of the way as well.“Hello, Auntie Rita!” They chorused, grinning and waving. She managed a small smile, her eyes showing how weak she was. She was still pale, but nothing as serious as last night’s. “Hey babies.” She raised herself to a sitting position, and I saw it was with some difficulty. “How are you?”“We are fine,” they answered in unison. “How are you too?” This was from Layla who was eyeing the IV running from the IV bag to the catheter. “I’m fine, darling.”“Are you still sick?” Landon decided to ask after sharing in his curiosity of the catheter and IV bag with his sister. “Not really.” She replied.Luca who wasn’t paying mind to the IV bag or why Rita was taking it had another medical tool taking his attention. The heart monitor. He watched as

WILLIAM Not in the mood to talk to anyone, I started for my room, unbuttoning my shirt and loosening my tie along the way upstairs. Mom quietly entered her own room. Rosy, my wife, followed behind me. I could tell she was fuming, but I didn’t have time tonight for her. The birthday party has been nothing but a huge mistake…or maybe not totally. However, seeing Stacy looking the way she was tonight at that party had taken me by surprise and shock. I could hardly believe it was her. Six years. Six years she’d left this house without my notice. Six years I had gone searching for her to no avail. Today, she had attended my grandmother’s birthday party with my cousin, Rowland Carter, and their kids. Rowland, I thought in anger, that bastard. There was a reason why I never saw eye to eye with him, even in business. He had once…no, twice, taken potential business clients from me. And now he bragged of a company bigger and more prosperous than mine. That was enough to make me wish th

STACY “Zaya is your daughter too, William!” I screeched despairingly, the back of my throat burning with sorrow and unshed tears. My hair was disheveled and a strap of my dress was falling off my shoulder. My face streaked with dried tears.I was in a state of panic, panic, fear and sorrow all at

STACY “Madam, please, your husband is busy. He will…” I paid no need to the secretary who was running after me as I pushed my way through desks and staff, heading for his door.Once I reached the door that read ‘Office Of The CEO’, I turned the knob and opened.The secretary disappeared from the

STACYI stepped into the dark room on wobbling legs and full of buzzing nerves. William was the first and only man to have ever seen me naked. Clad in just a pair of lace bra and panties, I felt uncomfortable knowing I was about to be seen by another man.Tonight was the night.I had signed a non-

STACYI dressed in a simple black dress, carried a small black duffel to prevent being cross checked like a criminal downstairs. I was still in mourning so the black dress suited my mood. Studying my pale, thin frame in the mirror, I noticed how hollow my eyes were — sad and despaired too. I look

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