His Will, Her Revenge Novel – Grace Parrish grew up with the Hawthorne triplets, but they were all bewitched by a girl named Arianna Lynch. Arianna took away all of the triplets’ love, which broke Grace’s heart.
To put her relationship with the triplets behind her, Grace married a stranger. Outside the City Hall, Grace looked at the marriage certificate in her hands absent-mindedly. She was married? To a stranger she had only met once.
The certificate was fresh new. The husband’s name on it was Antonio Kaufman. That was all Grace knew about the man. “When do you think we should hold the wedding? I’m anxious.” Standing beside Grace, the aloof man fixed his eyes on her.
She thought about it. “In two weeks or so. I need some time to get prepared.” Antonio smiled thinly. A tad of gentleness showed in his black and intensive eyes. “OK. You don’t have to do anything about the wedding.
Just wait for me to pick you up on our wedding day.” Grace nodded with a faint smile. “I live in the Hawthorne’s place in the Larkspur Estates. I’ll be waiting.” Antonio’s thin lips moved slightly. He seemed to have something else to say. Just then, a phone call came, and a Rolls-Royce stopped in front of him.
“Sorry. I gotta go.” Grace gave him an understanding look, and Antonio got into the car. His car drove away, became a dot in the distance, and was finally out of sight. Then, three limos in distinct styles stopped before Grace. When the doors opened, three men got out.
They differed in personalities but looked very much alike. Alden Hawthorne, the eldest of them, got out first. He strode to Grace with his long legs and airily pushed his gold-rimmed glasses. “Arianna is having a fever. I was taking care of her and didn’t come on time to register our marriage.
” Drake Hawthorne, the middle child of the triplets, had a slim figure and wore a black trench coat. “Weren’t you indecisive about which of us you should marry? It happens we all came late. So, let’s talk about the marriage next year.”