“Babe, there’s something I want to talk to you about.” I look up from the book I’m reading and meet Nathan’s eyes.
The surgery was ten days ago and it was a success. None of us is facing any problems. Well, medical problems, because I’m dealing with another problem called Nathan. He has been so protective. He doesn’t let me do anything and even when he’s at work, Malory stays with me and she’s just as bad as her son.
He has alarms for all the medicines I need to take and he even monitors what I eat. But I can’t be mad at him for taking care of me because if I were in his shoes, I would be just as bad as him.
“what is it?” I wonder. He’s sitting in front of me on the couch.
“Madelyn wants to meet you.” I frown. I don’t know a Madelyn. “Your biological sister.”
“Oh,” I mutter. “Why would she want to?” There’s nothing that connects us except for the woman who gave birth to me. I can’t even call her a mother. She’s a monster that I have zero compa
They're perfect for one another ^__^ Published on February 27th, 2022
We are actually married, yet we’ve taken this whole repeating-our-wedding thing incredibly seriously. Nathan wasn’t joking when he said he wanted to give me the wedding of my dreams. I thought he would oppose the theme I have always wanted, but surprisingly, he liked it. A winter-themed wedding. When I talked to the wedding planner about everything I had in mind, she showed me amazing pictures that I fell in love with. I loved how Nathan didn’t throw everything on me. He was there every step of the way. He was there while choosing the decorations, during the cake-tasting, and choosing the venue. He tried to be there when I was shopping for the dress, but as I said, we took everything seriously. If he saw the dress before the wedding, it would be bad luck. I think we both have had our fair share of bad luck and I wasn’t going to risk anything. Luckily, Henry and Zoey had their wedding three months before our wedding anniversary, so we managed to have o
“Honey, I need you to dress up tonight and be ready by eight. We’re having guests and I want you to look presentable,” mum tells me. Not exactly something I want to hear the moment I come back home from work. “Also, please wear your contact lenses, not your glasses. You look more beautiful without your glasses and they make me feel like you always have your head dug in your laptop. You know, all geeky and smart.” Here’s my mother’s definition of ‘presentable’. A lady shall wear a dress and heels, put on make-up and have her hair done in order to look presentable. Oh, and if a lady wears glasses like how it is in my case, then she needs to ditch them.“And who are the guests?”“The Rodriguez.”I can happily dig a hole in our backyard and bury myself in it. I don’t have a problem with the whole family, but a certain member never fails to make me desire nothing more but to pun
“Lenny, you finally know how to walk in heels!” he throws a snarky comment, making sure to use the nickname Lenny. He has seen me in heels before, but that’s Nathan. What else should I expect from him?“You should see how I kick idiots like you with my heels. Such a lovely sight,” I snap, walking away.“Bro, she literally stomped on my foot with those heels before you came. Avoid her for your own good,” I hear Henry warning Nathan and I smile a little to myself. My brother knows how I can’t bear to be in the same place as Nathan, so I know he may try to ease the situation a little for me.Since dinner is already on the table, we all make our way to the dining room and we take our seats. I have the best luck on earth. Nathan is sitting right in front of me. How I wish I could just throw my plate at his face.“So, how is hacking going, Linnea?” Nathan smirks as he looks at me.“As good
I must have heard something wrong. Marriage? What the hell is wrong with these people? Have they not witnessed the way Nathan and I have always treated each other? Do they think this was some kind of game we are playing to hide our feelings? The only hidden feelings– or desires if I may correct myself– we have for one another are probably our deep need to strangle each other. For the love of God! We have just given them a demonstration of how we can bear the presence of each other without even knowing what they wanted to talk to us about? Do they need more evidence to understand that we can’t stand each other?I look at everyone the moment I stop coughing and surely, I have heard everything right because Nathan looks as stunned as I am.“Who is marrying whom?” I say, anger bubbling inside of me. Apart from the lovely person my family has chosen for me, they have no right to set me up for something like that. This is my life and I'm not a p
“I’m telling you, I may not be a drinker, but I’m going to drown myself in alcohol today!” I exclaim, looking at my best friend who also happens to be my cousin as she drives us to an A-class club. There’s a black and white party held there, and I need to get this whole marriage out of my head.“I don’t understand why you agreed,” Thalia says. “However, it’s kind of refreshing to see my smart cousin making a stupid move,” she laughs, and I feel like slapping her.“Stupid move? Honey, I’ll be getting ten million dollars in a year. Are you sure it’s a stupid move?” I smirk.“Then if you don’t deem your decision as a stupid move. Why are you on the edge over this whole thing?” she wonders. Good question.“Because at the end of the day, this is Nathan Rodriguez. One of the hottest bachelors in Florida who also happens to be the richest. This autom
After the dinner when the arranged marriage was announced and how Nathan and I spent the night together at Thalia’s place, everything has been nothing but hectic. It’s not like we slept in the same bed, but I have to say, he was a bit clingy to an extent.None of us bothered to talk to the other once we went our own ways.My family and Nathan’s family are taking this wedding seriously and they're spending a tremendous amount of money. Haven't they gotten the memo that it will last for just a year? It's their loss, not mine. I don’t care about any of this. They can do whatever floats their boat.I'm supposed to hate everything about this wedding, but I can't help but fall in love with my wedding dress. Is there any woman on this planet who has the guts to hate a dress from Zuhair Murad?“Wake up, beautiful bride.” Mum sounds extremely cheerful and I find it hard to believe that she understands that this marriage is
Vows were exchanged and in the blink of an eye, I became Mrs. Rodriguez. Not once have I imagined myself to become a Rodriguez. Life tends to surprise us after all. Kissing Nathan at the altar will forever be one of the weirdest moments of my life. I never thought I would kiss him one day, let alone kiss him at the altar. There was no spark, and it was quick with no emotions. This isn’t how I wished my kiss at the alter would be like. I wished my kiss would be passionate, something that would forever be imprinted in the back of my mind and carved in my heart. I wished my kiss to be with someone I loved, someone I was ready to give up my life for. I guess we don’t get all that we wish for. The venue where the wedding reception is held is breathtaking. The chairs are gold just like I requested and the roses are blue and white. Each table has a few flowers in a small basket and the table itself isn't covered by any cloth just like what I wanted. Although my mum wasn't a
The idea that I have to live under one roof with Nathan feels so weird. How am I supposed to handle him? I feel like each day I'm going to wake up to a different prank. Despite stating in the contract that he has to be loyal, I have a feeling that one day I’m going to find a woman walking around in her underwear. “Welcome home, Linnea.” He opened the large black door and I step inside first. He has such a fine taste. “I have a housekeeper here. Her name is Carole, but I gave her a few days off since we are supposedly going on our honeymoon. She comes daily at seven-thirty and leaves around six. I usually give her the weekends off,” he tells me. Yeah, we are not going on a honeymoon. The two of us agreed on that. I thought Nathan would have a housekeeper living with him in the same place, but I guess he loves privacy. At least there’s something we both agree on. I wonder how old Carole is. Is she a girl in her twenties or even early thirties? Does he mak