Chapter 4

Emma's Pov 

“Mum, are you alright,” I asked her.

“Yes I am fine, but what did you just say,” she asked.

“Am sorry mum, sorry dad, it was the only way I could have saved us and this house.” I answered.

“Then you should have left it,” added my mum, “signing a deal with anyone from the Carter family is the same as selling your soul to the devil,” she continued. 

“Mum, it can't be that bad,” I protested.

"I'm sorry Dad,” I said facing him, “when mum called this evening, crying I lost my mind for a minute,” I said near tears.

“See daughter,” he said, finally calming down,he stood up from where he was seated and sat near me.

“I know how much you care for your mum and I, but you shouldn't be entering a loveless marriage because of us.”

“Not at all dad, it's just for a year, after that we'll get to keep the house. Also within this one year no one will disturb us about the loans, giving us more time to find the money.” I replied immediately before he could over think things.

“Also during the marriage period, he'll be paying me a good sum of money every month and maybe after that one year we might have gathered enough money to redeem the company.”

My father's face lit up at the sound of this, but the happiness soon melted away.

“I understand, daughter, but not at the cost of you pausing your life for a year.” 

“Dad, I am not pausing my life or anything so please let's forget about it.”

“The best thing that ever happened to us was having you as our daughter,” said my mum, she came and sat beside me and dad, we all hugged, smiling. 

“So dad, you have your house back so please sign here,” I said to him, handing the document over to him and pointing to a spot he was supposed to sign.

He looked at me with heavy looking eyes filled with tears, he signed the paper and pulled it tightly to his chest.

“Thanks Emma,” he said, smiling.

“You're welcome Dad,” I replied, grinning from ear to ear.

We talked for a few more minutes, mum served my food and I ate dinner.

Logan's Pov

The day went just as I expected it, I now had a fiancee and now I could finally give Grandpa some good news.

It was past nine and I was just getting home. I am sure Grandpa must still be awake waiting for me, I thought to myself as I drove into the Carter compound.

I walked into the sitting room and just as I expected, there was Grandpa waiting for me.

“Welcome home son,” said Grandpa, who was resting on a sofa.

Since mine and Nathan's parents died 15 years ago, Grandpa had been the only family member that truly cared for me like my parents did.

Waiting for me has been Grandpa's routine for as long as I can remember. Even before my parents died, back then they always told Grandpa he was being soft on me, and till date Grandpa never stopped waiting for me at the door.

With my Grandpa I could be considered a kid or even a baby. 

“Hello Grandpa,” I said, giving him a hug.

“How long have you been waiting? I have told you that anytime you see I am running late you can just go to bed, what if I am stuck in a meeting and can't make it home that night.”

“Then I'll stand there till the next morning waiting to receive you,” he replied.

We both laughed at his joke, though it wasn't really one, I knew that was what Grandpa could do.

I just couldn't imagine life without him, a tear dropped from my eye without me even noticing.

You're thinking about it again right he asked, knowing fully well I was thinking about life without him again.

“Am sorry Grandpa, I just couldn't help it,” I said, giving him a hug.

That's why you need a wife, you need someone to keep you company while I am gone, he said.

“About that Grandpa,” I said. I want to tell you something.

“I'll be getting married soon, I have a fiance already.”

“Wow, that's the best news I have heard today, grandson, you just made my day,” he said smiling.

“I am happy I did Grandpa,” I replied.

“So can I see a pic or something,” he asked.

Oh shit, I just remembered I didn't have any picture of Emma, what was I to tell him now, I thought to myself.

“Uhmm.. Grandpa, I'll show you tomorrow, you no I don't like taking pics, so because of me we barely take any pics.”

“No problem dr, but tomorrow you must show me a picture of the girl who stole my grandson's heart or maybe bring her to see me on Sunday," he requested.

I thought about it for a moment.

“No problem Grandpa, I'll bring her over.” I replied.

Someone should bring Logan's food, said Grandpa to no one in particular, but almost immediately, a maid came out and served me my dinner.

“Dinner is served sir,” she said to us and walked away.

We moved to the dining table and I started eating, while still talking to Grandpa about my day.

“So you're home brother, welcome back,” greeted Nathan, my elder brother.

He was seven years older than me, yet we are so free around each other that we talk casually.

“Thanks bro, where's your wife,” I asked.

“Ohh she's in bed already,” he replied.

“So how was work?” He asked, drawing out a seat and sitting beside me.

“Work was fine,” I responded.

“Nathan, can you believe your brother finally has a fiance?” asked Grandpa.

“Really Logan, who's this girl you've been hiding from your brother, tell me about her,” asked Nathan.

“Well ..” I took a pause recalling all that happened today.

“Bro all I can say is that she's a feisty one and she always stands up for people she loves,” I replied casually. 

“Like you right,” he replied laughing, "Grandpa, someone is really in love.”

They both laughed at me, I just kept eating my meal.

“So which family is she from?” asked Nathan.

I was expecting that question, but not this fast I thought to myself. 

“She's from the whites,” I replied, paying all my attention to the plate in front of me.

“What do you mean by the whites?, if it's the same whites I know, he continued. Then I am sorry,

bro but you haven't found a wife yet,” said Nathan with a harsh and serious tone.

This marriage will never happen.