Semua Bab Marriage of Convenience and nothing more: Bab 1 - Bab 10

CHAPTER 1 *Nelly's POV*“Are you going to do it?” Emily asked.“Do I have a choice?” I responded as if it didn’t matter to me. But deep down, I understood my internal state. I twitched inside every time the thought crossed my mind.I’m going to sleep with men for money just to pay for my grandma's hospital bills and raise funds for her surgery.Doctors diagnosed my grandma with cancer two months ago. It has been a month and three weeks since I lost my grandpa in an accident. As if the universe were playing a cruel trick on me, I’m left to foot my grandmother's bills with nobody to help. No uncle, no aunt, nobody at all. Why must life be this challenging and unjust?“To what end?” Emily’s question jolted me back to reality.I looked at her and saw her eyes brimming with tears. “I wish there was something I could do to help you, Nelly. I don’t want you going down that path. You’re not exposed to these things. How are you going to cope?”Her words moved me. Emily was my best friend.

**CHAPTER 3****Jason's POV**What is she doing here? I questioned in my head as I stepped into my mansion.The woman I had a one-night stand with is my employee. It's indeed a small world.Come to think of it, what would make a woman who has a job as a waitress turn to something as desperate as prostitution for her end-of-month paycheck?Women, I thought aloud, do they ever get satisfied? I reflected on my ex and my past relationship with a woman I loved deeply and committed so much to.What didn’t I do for her? What did she ask for that I didn’t fulfill?I would go to any length to make sure she was satisfied and happy.Was it sex? I gave her that.Was it money? I had plenty and gave her direct access to my bank card.Was it attention? Darn it, I gave her all of that. She was my first love—the only person in the world I've ever shown my vulnerability to.I guess she saw all of me and then took advantage of my weakness.Tears fell from my eyes at the thought of her betrayal.It's not

CHAPTER 5Nelly POV"That damn woman, she thinks she can ruin my day and get me fired on the spot", I said, pacing in our dressing room raging inside."Damn her and damn her money. Just because she has the money doesn't mean she can go around bullying everybody"."Nelly you have to calm down", sugar said behind me."Calm down? Did you just tell me to calm down? I almost lost my job because of her and all you tell me is I should calm down", I retorted."This is not the first or second time she will be doing this to me. That was why she insisted I be the one to serve her. Never knew she got some plans up her sleeves." I snared."One day, just one day, if we ever crossed paths, I promised to pay her back full-time. She will regret this", I said with venom in my voice.It was at this point I heard my manager's voice. "Nelly Mr Wilson wants you in his office"."Sir, is there a problem? Did I do something wrong? I asked, worry dripping from my voice and written all over my face."I don't k

"Did you just call me a bitch? Look in the mirror and ask yourself who really fits that title—you or me?" I shot back, my voice laced with disgust as I wiped my stinging cheek.Candice smirked, crossing her arms. "You know you owe me," she said, her voice dripping with mockery."Who is this… lowlife?" another woman beside her asked, eyeing me like I was something she scraped off her shoe.I rolled my eyes. Birds of a feather do flock together."Remember the girl I told you about? The one who ruined my dress at the restaurant?" Candice sneered. "Well, here she is."My fingers curled into fists at my sides. A small crowd had gathered, whispering and watching. It felt like déjà vu—another public humiliation, another moment where Candice played the victim while I was made to look like the villain."Accusing and harassing people must be your favorite pastime," I said, my voice steady despite the heat rising in my face. "I didn’t ruin your dress and you know it. You knocked my hands away on

CHAPTER 9Jason’s POV"I didn't invite you here," I said, striding toward the kitchen, my patience already wearing thin.Diana followed me, her heels clicking against the floor. "I called you several times, but you didn’t pick up," she whined. "Since you were ignoring me, I figured I’d surprise you."I scoffed, pulling open the fridge and grabbing a bottle of water. "A surprise? Or an ambush?" I twisted off the cap and took a sip, ignoring the way she was eyeing me like we were still something."This place hasn't changed a bit," she murmured, running her fingers over the edge of the couch. Then her gaze settled on me, her eyes softening. "It still feels like home."I clenched my jaw. "That’s funny, because you lost the right to call this place home a long time ago."Her expression faltered for a second before she plastered on a smile. "Jason, come on," she purred, taking a slow step toward me. "Don’t be like that.""Don't come closer," I warned, my voice low.She paused, pouting. "Why