LOGINShe was Edwards's wife. But knowing that the British Billionaire would never love her as she loved him, her choice was to prioritize her unborn child and then, once he was born, take care of herself. This is her romance dark journey...
View MoreTahun terakhir di kampus...
Akhirnya Felicia kembali demi menyelesaikan kuliahnya. Setelah cuti satu semester alias setengah tahun untuk yang kedua kalinya karena harus mengumpulkan pundi-pundi rupiah untuk membayar tunggakan semesternya.
Mahasiswi tua?
Mahasiswi abadi?
Si mahasiswi bodoh?
Felicia sering mendengar bisikan itu disekitarnya. Apalagi ketika dosen menyebutkan namanya saat absen paling pertama, padahal abjad namanya bukan dari A. Membuat semua orang tau dia lebih tua dari angkatan itu.
Malu? Tidak. Gengsi? Tidak. Toh mereka tidak akan membayarkan tunggakan semesternya. Demi menyelesaikan kuliahnya dan mendapat gelar, Felicia mengesampingkan semua hinaan itu. Baginya tidak terlalu penting, toh semua itu tidak benar. Apalagi soal mahasiswi bodoh, mereka tidak tau saja IPKnya diatas 3,5. Yang sebenarnya bisa menutup mulut-mulut nyinyir itu.
Entah kenapa mahasiswi baru yang lebih muda darinya sama sekali tidak menunjukkan rasa hormat.
Cih!
Cerdas tapi gak bernorma, untuk apa?
Felicia memperhatikan koridor kampusnya yang penuh mahasiswa- mahasiswi tengah asik berkumpul dan menggerombol. Beberapa orang melihatnya dengan tatapan sinis dan bertanya-tanya. Mungkin heran ia kembali lagi setelah cuti setahun selama dua kali di masa perkuliahannya ini.
Beberapa merasa enggan membuat kelompok dengannya di mata kuliah tertentu. Felicia ingat sekali saat itu, ketika ia begitu sulit mendapat teman sekelompok untuk presentasi. Hanya karena teman sekelasnya berpikir ia angkatan tua yang merepotkan dan pasti akan sok ngatur. Padahal tingkatannya saat itu hanya satu tahun diatas mereka.
Untunglah ada yang mau sekelompok dengannya yang ternyata mahasiswa angkatan pertama saat itu. Dua tahun lebih muda darinya tapi sepertinya dia berotak encer karena berhasil masuk ke kelas yang setingkat lebih tinggi dari angkatan mahasiswa itu.
Felicia pikir mahasiswa itu jauh lebih baik dari yang lain, nyatanya dia sama nyebelinnya. Bahkan sangat tengil. Ia berharap tidak bertemu pria itu lagi di kelas nanti.
Nyatanya takdir seakan mempermainkannya, membuatnya satu kelas dengan mahasiswa tengil tapi pintar itu.
"Hay, Kak Fel." Sapa Jayden, si mahasiswa tengil sambil tersenyum sok ramah. "Kita ketemu lagi."
“Rose.” My shoulder receives a tap. "Leave now. I am asleep. I reach out and shoo the noise away. "We have to move on." “Ugh. You've started to disturb me in my dreams, too. Can I ever get a break? I instantly stand up when I hear a deep chuckle in my ear. My fuzzy vision clears, revealing Edwards standing next to my desk and flashing the smallest smile imaginable. "We're late," He extends his hand and removes a sticky note from my forehead. “Late? For what? I rasp. The cake sampling. “Oh no!” On shaky legs, I stand. When was it last? My purse is in the bottom drawer, which I open. My swollen toes protest, but I quickly slam on my heels.“Ten.” “Ten?! We were meant to be there at nine!" He sighs. I called and let them know we would be running late. I shiver. Have you called? I needed two seconds. Why not simply awaken me? Silence. "How much time have I been sleeping?" "2 hours." "Four hours!" Oh no. the changes. I'm so sorry, Edwards. He extends his hand. Just send
RoseIf I'd assumed that my work tasks would be reduced since I have to organize a wedding in two weeks, I was quite wrong. I'm pretty much back to the same situation I faced before, which is an issue for me right now. I'm overloaded. With work. With expectations. And with a bunch of useless questions like what colour napkins and what style of handwriting for the name cards.I can't even read cursive.“I require you to rework Yakura's report,” Edwards stops at my desk.“Again?” I groan. “It's the 3rd time in the past 6 months.”He places a stack of pastel orange papers on my desk.“Are you still having trouble with the printer? I could show you how to use it if you have a moment.” He doesn't bother responding to my query. “I anticipate that I'll have your revisions before the end of the day.”“Today?”“Is that an issue?” he inquires “No,” I reply with a tight smile. “I'll squeeze it in between planning for the wedding, picking a dress, and going to a cake tasting later.”“Excellent.
Edwards I spent the weekend after our engagement party drafting the paperwork, making sure Rose had no way of withdrawing our agreement. I threw the newly printed contract at my wooden desk. The pastel pink pages seem out of place compared to other documents scattered across the surface. Rose looked up at me. "What is this?" "Our marriage contract." "Why is it pink?" One would think that I asked her to sacrifice her precious shoe collection based on her facial expression. "Someone left it loaded in the copier and I don't know how to change it." A bubble laugh from her. "I don't know what you would do without me." "Your heightened sense of self-worth is worrisome." "You don't have to pretend you don't like me that much." "Your first mistake is to think I'm faking." She just grinned. "They say there's a thin line between love and hate." “Not thin enough,” I grumble under my breath. She smiles more as she embraces the pink contract. “Abbreviate at the bottom of each page a
ROSE"You are.. what?!" Mother's black eyes widened. She clasped her hands together to prevent herself from threading them through her spiral curls. "She said she was engaged," Nana answered loudly before taking a sip of her coffee. Her gray Senegalese changed as she readjusted her position in the wicker chair across from me. "How? Where? To whom? Last time I checked, you said single!" The brown skin around my mother's eyes wrinkled. "It's complicated." Yes, that's one way of saying it. Maybe I wasn't prepared for a conversation like this the day after the engagement party from hell.“Don't keep us waiting here. I don't know how long I'll have on this earth, and with the way you stammer, you're going to have a pre-wedding funeral," Nana added with a serious look on her face. She was probably the reason I could fake engagement in front of a room full of strangers as long as I did. "There's not much to plan because I'm on the run." "Excuse me?!" The sound of my mother's rapid brea






Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.