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Whatever! I was lively earlier before coming here. I said it was okay. If I'm really going to marry any guy, I'll talk to him and tell him we'll just divorce after a few months. I'll tell him I have a boyfriend and I'll only agree to the marriage to solve my parents' problem. When I get half of my shares in the company, or whatever amount Daddy needs to rise in the industry.

Silvia asked. “This is not a marital or romantic proposal. This is strictly a business proposal. You can call it a contract marriage” he replied. Ralph had a nonchalant look on his face, which was a sign that talking about this wasn't a big deal to him. “A contract marriage? What do I get in return, sir?” Silvia was forced to ask. “Your mother will get the heart transplant, and I will pay up her hospital bills. You don't have to worry about that again,” he explained.

“You don’t remember. But your soul does.” “What—” He steps closer. Too close. I feel his breath on my skin. Then he whispers the one thing I never expected to hear again today. “Luna… please marry me.” My jaw drops. “What is wrong with everyone today?!” “It’s not today,” he says softly. “It’s destiny.” “I just met you!” “You were always meant to be mine.” “Nope.” I step back. “Goodbye.” I turn to leave, but he catches my wrist—gentle, yet firm.

She asked, and my frown deepened as I realized she was talking to me. “My dress?” I glanced at my outfit, seeing nothing wrong in the flowery halter neck dress I was wearing. “Yes, you are married now. You don’t need to dress to seduce people, else you would be likened to a whore.” My breath hitched, and I flinched as if I was slapped hard. My brows pulled in a frown, and I glanced at the husband, waiting for him to come to my rescue because I don’t trust what I would say. But he was too busy being on his fucking phone, and my heart broke.

And I knew she meant that. She proceeded to escort me out and walked me down the aisle in the same church, and here I was about to marry that handsome hunk down the aisle. We both stared at each other, paying no mind to anyone else in the room. “Do you take Henry Scott, to be your lawfully wedded husband to love him in sickness and in health, till death do you part?” I was asked after Henry had proudly said ‘yes’. I looked at him for a moment, and I could only hope I wasn’t getting another abusive, manipulative, cheating man even if it was only for a short period of time, I imagined and just for revengeful purposes.

I will make this marriage, my husband will love me, I will have the perfect marriage that our society is ignorant of. I will make a happy home with Brain McCoy, let’s see what obstacle I need to climb for this dream to achieve.

That will be more embarrassing to my part! “What happened to your face, Andri? You looked more stressed than earlier,” Mom asked me. I glared at her. “This is all because of that idea that I’m going to marry that kind of man!” I shouted. I can’t control my feelings anymore. I just can’t believe that I’m going to marry that man. He will going to be my husband? For real? I don’t want to be registered as his wife, damn it.

I couldn't even remember my own name . How would I remember that he is my husband . The person standing beside him handed me a document . I looked at the marriage certificate . I checked the papers vigorously . My eyes bugged . It says me and he are married . We got married for a month before my accident . My lips quivered and shut down . I don't know what to say . He really is my husband? . But why don't I see those longingness and love in his Grey orbs that a husband should behold for his wife . In what condition we got married ? .

with a wink. I know I will be okay, as long as I had my useful husband next to me for the rest of my life, I would want for nothing, lack nothing. And a child or two children from us would be so loved. My heart is filled with nothing but gratitude, bursting at the seams with love, when Mara says, “I declare you, man and man, husband and husband. You may kiss your groom.” Jesse kisses me, Steals my breath, Imprints on my soul.