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Chapter 17

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Ruby's POV

I sank into the soft mattress, still trying to embrace the reality that I was now married. Even though it was a one year contract, the thrill of it refused to leave my chest.

I never envisaged my marriage to be one without a proposal, engagement, and wedding invitations and walking down the aisle with my father.

If anyone had told me that I would be signing a marriage contract for monetary benefits, I would have denied it with everything in me.

I stared at Ron's email and his reques
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