Chapter 9

Emma's Pov 

The alarm on my phone went off at exactly seven AM.

I groaned as I stretched my arms above my head as I stood up from my bed.

Today was the day I'll be meeting Logan's grandpa. I know he said his grandpa would surely accept me but I couldn't help but make an effort.

I stood in front of my wardrobe for almost ten minutes not knowing what to wear.

“What do I even wear?” I muttered.

The door opened and mum walked in.

“I guess you're not able to decide on what to wear,” she asked as she sat on the edge of my bed.

“Good morning mum,” I said, smiling as I walked over to her to give her a hug.

“Morning my dear,” she said, giving me a peck on my cheeks.

“As I said the other time, you must have been confused on what to wear cause I heard when your alarm rang and you didn't come downstairs,” said my mum as she walked over to my wardrobe.

“Yes mum, I've been standing before my wardrobe for almost fifteen minutes but I just can't decide on one cloth.”

“I think the pink gown would do,” said my mom.

“No I think that's too short, I don't want Logan's grandpa thinking bad of me.”

My mum looked at me and smiled, she then dropped the pink gown and walked over to me.

“Sit Emma,” she said, as she sat on my bed.

I sat down beside her

“It seems you're putting too much importance to this marriage, I don't want you to forget it's only a contract marriage.”

I thought about it, before I finally spoke.

“Mum,I am not putting any unnecessary importance, I am just meeting his grandpa for the first time and I know how much he values his grandpa.”

“That means he'll surely value what his grandpa thinks of me,” I said taking a pause then continued.

“See mum I said holding her hand, I want to impress his grandpa and not him,” I said, looking into her house to see if she believes me.

“Alright Emma” she replied, “Whatever you say, I just hope you don't end up falling for Mr Logan, just remember this always, it's only a contract.”

I smiled at her, “alright mum, I've heard you.”

I walked over to my wardrobe, and brought out three gowns, a cream colored knee length gown, a brown long gown, and a purple knee length gown.

“Please help me choose which one suits me best,” I said, placing all three clothes on me once at a time so she can see how it looks on me.

“I think the cream gown looks better,” she said. 

“Yeah I was actually thinking about that, the color is neither dull nor bright.”

“Alright Emma, let's go downstairs and make breakfast, it's almost 8 and your dad must be waiting for us.”

I placed the cream gown on my bed and returned the other two clothes in my wardrobe.

I then held mum's hand as we went to the kitchen, where we made breakfast.

After making breakfast we ate and I went back to my room to read a novel to pass time.

A message suddenly pops up on my phone.

Logan: Good morning Emma, how was your night?.

Emma: Morning Logan, my night was good thanks.

Logan: I said to tell you that I'll come pick you by Five.

Emma: Alright no problem, Thanks.

I dropped my phone on the bed and continued reading my novel.

Logan's POV 

Few hours later 

I had just finished taking a nap, I stood up from my bed and walked over to the already picked out White suit.

I went into the bathroom to take a shower and a few minutes later I was already dressed up. 

I picked up my car key, and soon I was descending down the stairs.

“My grandson is looking good,” said grandpa.

I smiled as I approached him, “Grandpa, you should be resting in your room, what are you doing downstairs?.”

“Nothing, I just felt like walking around the house. Also I wanted to be the first to welcome my granddaughter- in-law into the house so I said to come rest in the sitting room.”

“Alright grandpa, let me go now so I won't keep your granddaughter in-law waiting,” I said as I left the sitting room to the garage.

An hour later, I was already at Emma's house.

I honked and she walked out of the house, wearing a cream colored knee length gown with long sleeves.

Her hair was tied up in a loose ponytail with few strands brushing her face, she looked simple yet beautiful.

Her dad suddenly showed up behind her.

“Good evening Mr White.”

“Evening,” he responded, “bring her back early,” he added.

“I sure will,” I replied, he turned and went back inside, closing the door behind him.

“You look presentable,” I said to Emma while opening the door for her.

“I guess you mean I'm beautiful right,” she replied smiling at me.

“I didn't say that,” I replied closing the door behind her.

I went over to the drivers sit and turned the engine on, we were now on our way home.

“This one you opened the door for me to get in, hope there's nothing wrong,” she asked.

“Nothing I just want to be used to it, cause very soon I'll need to do that more often,” I replied.

She shook her head in agreement.

I drove into the mansion and parked in the garage.

Grandpa was standing outside the door, looking at my car, only God knows how long he's been waiting there.

I came down and opened the door for Emma, she came down then I closed the door behind her.

We walked over to Grandpa who was opening his arm for a hug.

He must have missed me, I thought going to hug him, only for him to pass me and go to hug Emma.

“Ouch Grandpa,” I said jokingly.

“So you're Emma,” he asked, holding Emma's hand.

“Yes sir,” she replied.

“Logan, you made a good choice, he said,” still looking at emma while smiling.

“I sure did grandpa,” I replied while smiling.

“You must be hungry,” he said as they both walked into the mansion.

I just stood there for a minute watching my grandpa and Emma walk in, I smiled and followed them.

We ate dinner and after we walked into the sitting room where grandpa kept asking Emma a thousand questions.

He took a pause and smiled at Emma.

“Thanks for agreeing to marry him, I know he can be a nutshell at times.”

“Grandpa,” I called out to him while making a funny face.

“What am not lying,” he responded.

“See Emma, he continued, living with him is a job on its own but please I am begging you on his behalf to just keep overlooking his stubborn behavior.”

Emma smiled, “sure grandpa, it's not like I have a choice I've already agreed to this marriage and I don't plan on backing out.”

“Emotional old man,” I muttered under my breath.

“I heard that,” he replied and we all laughed, suddenly grandpa stopped laughing, he sud

denly held his chest.

“Grandpa, what's wrong?” I asked frowning.

Nothing, I think I just need rest, I'll be going to my room now, he said.

He tried standing up but suddenly passed out, Emma held him be

fore he could hit the floor.

My heart skipped a beat, we rushed over to him, I took his hand to check his pulse but for a minute I couldn't feel anything.