Married As His Contractual Wife, Now He Spoils Me Silly!
"So, Ms. Winters, are you signing the papers?" Mr. Lucas asked in a gentle tone. I looked at him for a second, then glanced back to the papers in front of me again.
I know I'm desperate right now but, how can I marry someone I know nothing about?
Before I could respond, the door burst open, and a good looking young man walked in, appearing to be in his mid 30's.
Mr. Lucas swiftly sprang up from his seat, looking tensed already. "Mr. Reed, what brings yo-"
"Has she signed them?" He interrupted rudely. His tone cold and detached.
What a rude guy!
How was he raised to speak to someone old enough to be his father like that?
"Um, you're here just in time. This is her," Mr. Lucas said, pointing at me with a nervous smile on his face. "Ms. Winters, this is Mr. Bernard Reed, your future husband."
"What?!" I shrieked, my eyes widening in horror.
But this rude guy on the other hand didn't even spare me a glance. He just walk closer to us and slammed a document on the table in front of me.
"W-what's this?" I asked.
"A contract agreement. You will be my wife on paper for a year, then everyone will go their separate ways. Now, sign it" he explained briefly.
"A contract marriage?" I asked, confused.
"I'm sure you're not deaf. Sign these fucking papers! I have other important place to be," he hissed angrily.
Geez!
Does this man have anger issues? Or, he's always been like this?