Overflow With Fake Love

Chapter 1: I Will Marry Him 

The sky outside the hospital was gray and suffocating.

Amy Turner stood in the hallway, listening to what Myrna, her father's current wife, said, feeling ironic.

Looking at her grandmother lying on the hospital bed through the window, she was lost in her sorrow.

She knew that she was not destined to have a happy and free marriage since she was born in such a family, but she did not expect that she would end up in such a situation.

Her mother died a long time ago, leaving her and her grandmother, as well as the ruthless father.

When her father remarried her stepmother and she had a stepsister, everything became less beautiful.

Her grandmother was the only reason for her to live in the world, but she was badly ill in hospital.

Her grandmother was her support, but she also became her handle.

Amy complained secretly that it was the bad weather that affected her already insipid mood.

Shaking her head, Amy tried to calm herself down and focus on what Myrna said.

"Your father is on a business trip.He asked me to inform you that the wedding would be held in three days.You'd better get ready early:"

Wearing delicate makeup, Myrna showed her detachment and disgust and looked impatiently at the quiet and silent young woman in front of her.

She was really sick of the daughter of her husband's ex-wife.

If the Howard Family hadn't suddenly wanted her, and the Turner Family had to count on the relationship, she would never have met this girl.

"If it weren't for your father, you would never have got such a great opportunity.’’ Hearing this patronizing remark, Amy almost laughed.

Those who didn't know what happened would think it's a great bargain for the girl.

It was said that the young master of the Howard Family was seriously ill and thus had been receiving treatment abroad.

So he was still unmarried.

In other words, a woman who married him actually rarely had a chance to meet him.

But her 'good father’ just accepted the request from the Howard Family without hesitation, treating her like a cheap thing that could be thrown away at any time.

"You're not my mother ‘’ Amy looked up, revealing a small and fair face, "Such a good chance should be your daughter's.’’

Her features were extremely beautiful.

At the moment, she showed an indifferent expression, which was more ironic than words in Myrna’s eyes.

Myrna raised her hand and slapped her in the face, her eyes burning with anger.

"If it weren't because you're still useful, you would have been kicked off.Our family has already agreed to the marriage.You have to accept it." Amy stroked her numb face.

Myrna raised her chin, took a glance at the ward, and warned, "Amy, you'd better be obedient.Even if you can live by yourself, do not forget that your grandmother is still here.If you dare to disobey me, I will stop her treatment at once and you have to afford the astronomical medical bills..."

Being angry, Amy clenched her hands, but soon a crushing sense of powerlessness filled her.

Myrna was right.

Amy was unable to refuse now.

She took a deep breath. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"Okay, I'll him."

"The earlier you accept it, the less your grandmother and you would suffer,’’ Myrna put on her sunglasses again, and raised a contemptuous smile, "After the wedding, we will pay for your grandmother's treatment."

She turned to leave.

Only when she disappeared did Amy turn back.

Feeling exhausted, she had to lean against the door to support herself.

‘‘Grandma, I'm sorry.You said I can't give in to the Turner Family, but what I really can't lose you” Three days later, at the Turner's house.

It was probably the simplest wedding for the Howard Family that only arranged a car to pick Amy up, while the Turner Family was eager to make it grand and decent for the sake of their faces.

When Amy was about to leave, Myrna called out and stopped her.

"You'd better behave yourself over there, or I can't guarantee your grandmother's safety!" Amy didn't even take a glance at her, directly getting into the car.

As the black Spyker slowly drove out from the Turner House, Amy gazed out of the window, looking indifferent.

"Where are we going now?" She asked the driver.

"Miss Turner, Old Lady has prepared dinner and is waiting for you and Mr.Howard"

From his words, Amy knew that the old lady he mentioned must be her future mother-in-law, while that Mr.Howard should be her future husband.

Amy frowned slightly and questioned, "Isn’t your young master abroad?"

The driver did not answer.

Seeing his reaction, Amy was instantly aware that she just needed to do as she was told, after all, she was a nobody.

It took quite a long time for them to get to Howard's house.

As the gate opened, a majestic and solemn mansion came into view.

Many powerful figures in the Imperial City lived here.

However, Amy could feel that this place was devoid of warmth and love.

‘’It seems another disaster “ A black Bentley was parked not far away.

The person in the Bentley did not move.

The driver immediately got out and walked over, looking respectful.

Amy couldn't help but take a curious glance at the car, seeing the man's side face as the window was slowly rolled down.

His heavy presence intimidated everyone present, including Amy.

Then she collected herself and began to carefully observe the man: he was well-groomed, dressed in an impeccably crisp suit and tie.

He had marked and angular features; every girl who met him would find his face fascinating and vie to be his wife if he agreed.

The man noticed someone was watching him, and then raised his head to look at Amy.

Seeing his cold yet charming eyes, she almost forgot to breathe.

The man was perfect whose appearance would even rank top among the superstars.

It was the first time for her to see such an attractive man.

"Who is the man?’’ Just a second later, he snapped his gaze back, without paying much attention to her.

He had no idea that how his look and behaviors attract the nervous Amy.

"Mr.Howard, aren't you staying home for dinner? Today is your…’’ Before the driver finished his words, Paul Howard said no.

He responded briefly in a cold tone as if he had thought about the driver's question and prepared its answer in advance.

The driver nodded respectfully and didn't ask anymore.

As the Bentley was away, he stood still for a moment.

Then he remembered Amy was in the car behind him, and hastily opened the door.

"Miss Turner, please.Old Lady is waiting for you."

Amy nodded and followed the driver.

The people who came here were big shots.

But she didn't care about them and just wondered about the man’s identity.

A strange feeling lingered in her mind and she could not resist the temptation to think about the man at the first sight.

‘‘Will I meet him again?"