CHAPTER 3

SAMARAH’S POV

“Hehe, I’m not a dog, Grandma—ow!” 

I clutched my left arm after she gave it a hard smack.

“You’re such a funny young woman! Go on, get inside and go make me a grandchild.” She shoved me into the room, followed by Rowan.

“Man, Grandma hits hard for someone who’s supposedly on her deathbed.”

“Shut up!” The prince’s brows knitted together again. 

Auntie Yassy followed us into the room and shut the door behind her.

“You two, cut it out. Here, read this and sign it.” 

She tossed an envelope at us, but neither of us caught it. We just stood there pointing fingers at each other over who should pick it up. 

“For the love of God, behave, okay? I’m leaving now, I can’t stay long.”

Rowan and I glared at each other. I was just about to reach down for the documents when he beat me to it.

“You are so incredibly rude!”

“Wow, says the girl who kept asking my Grandma when she’s gonna die.” 

He said it with this super bratty, high-pitched attitude, looking exactly like those petty kids on the street trying to win a fight.

“Well, obviously, so I’m updated on when this whole gig ends!” 

I leaned in to peek at the document he was reading, but he yanked it away.

“Insensitive b*tch.” 

I kicked the back of his knee, sending him buckling to the floor.

“Insensitive b*tch, huh?” 

I snatched the envelope out of his hands and sat on the bed to read it.

“You’re really pushing your luck today!” 

He hobbled over to me, but before he could grab the papers back, I shoved the duplicate copy into his chest.

“There are literally two copies here, you absolute lack of common sense!”

“Tsk!” He ripped the papers from my hand and rolled his eyes at me.

“One hundred fifty thousand a month for a span of one year? Why a whole year?” I asked, my eyebrows furrowed.

“I don’t know.” He scanned the contract over and over. “Don't worry, it says here we can cancel the contract as long as we both agree. But wait, what’s this? An additional ten thousand pesos every time he causes you emotional stress? You are so high-maintenance!”

“I married the devil, so I completely deserve that.” 

Surprisingly, he just sighed and didn’t fire back. A literal miracle!

Since it was still pretty early, we changed into normal clothes and headed back out. Thank goodness Auntie Yassy was fully prepared, she even had clothes stocked in the room for me.

“Holy horse!” The moment I opened the door, his grandma was standing right there, startling me.

“Hahaha! Where are you two off to?”

“We were just planning to look around.” 

Rowan’s mom was hovering right behind her, giving me that same death glare.

“I’m just giving her a tour, Grandma. I’ll be busy at the office again tomorrow.” 

A shiver ran down my spine when he draped his arm over my shoulder. His grandma looked at his hand and beamed.

“Don't worry, Rowan, you won’t be busy tomorrow. You two are heading to Ontario for your honeymoon.”

“Honeymoon?!” we said in unison, locking eyes in sheer panic.

“Why? Don't you want to go? I'm sure it'll be your first time there,” his mom chimed in, throwing shade.

“Ah, hehe, yes ma’am.” I scratched my head. 

Seriously, how am I supposed to tame this lady? I feel like I need to rewatch How to Train Your Dragon.

“But I have a mountain of work to do. We have a new product launching.”

Suddenly, his grandma let out a massive cough. Like, the kind of cough where you're practically about to gag? It felt way too dramatic. Why did it feel so fake?

Rowan rushed to his grandma’s side and started rubbing her back. 

“My... my throat hurts so much.” She held a handkerchief over her throat. 

How convenient. Why does her coughing fit always trigger the exact moment she wants to get her way? Hmm... suspicious!

“Come on, Grandma, let me take you back to your room.” 

And that's exactly what we did. Rowan and Grandma led the way, while his mom and I followed behind, her eyes practically stabbing me in the back the entire walk.

I just played dumb and followed them until we got Grandma settled into bed. 

“You two better start packing, alright? Your flight is at four in the morning tomorrow.” Rowan tucked her in and sat on the edge of the mattress, while his mom and I stood at the foot of the bed.

“No, I’d rather stay here and take care of you.” 

My eyes widened when she started coughing violently again. Wow, her timing is impeccable!

“Go on, Rowan... ahem! Ack!” 

It sounded like she was hacking up a whole lung. 

“I’m only going to feel worse if you don't grant my wish.” 

Wow, I’ve never seen a spoiled brat of a grandma until today.

He let out a heavy sigh before giving in. Man, this was taking forever, my legs are aching just standing here! 

“Fine, we’ll go on the honeymoon. But only if you promise to get better, okay?”

Dear merciful heavens, please pity me. Save me from this raging peni—!