CHARLOTTE'S POV I stared out the window, taking a deep breath in as I braced myself for the impending outburst and I flinched when I heard her yell.“WHAT!?” Roselia yelled, her hands on her waist as she paced around the room, trying to comprehend all I had just told her. “What do you mean you're getting married? And it's a contract marriage at that? What were you thinking!?” I sighed and tried to calm her down but she wasn't having any of it. My chest began to hurt and as I grimaced in pain, she finally noticed and calmed down as she helped me lay down.“You should let me explain myself, Rosie.” I held her hand and she looked at me with worry and concern. “Yesterday, I wanted to end my life, but it seemed like this man was sent by the heavens to save my life.”“Micheal betrayed me, Rose. He cheated on me. He said she was better than me in every way. My life fell apart and when I thought it was over, this man appeared like an angel sent from God. He hit me by accident and brought me
OWEN'S POVShe looked worried, but I didn't know if she was worried about me or worried about the fact that I might cancel the contract. That's never gonna happen. I slipped my hand inside my pocket and brought out a ring case and her eyes lit up.“There was something about her that didn't sit well with me.” She looked confused and I almost laughed. “The question you asked me, why I proposed the contract to you when I already had someone.” Her mouth formed into an ‘O’ and she nodded like she understood me. I knew she didn't because she was still playing with her fingers nervously. “So…” She started with a small voice. “Is there something about me that sits well with you?” Her question caught me off guard and I found myself thinking about it as well. What made me propose the contract to her anyway? “I don't know… I guess it was because you needed my help? And you don't look like a gold digger so… that's probably why.” She nodded again, this time it looked like she finally understo
CHARLOTTE'S POV Days had passed since Owen placed a ring on my finger and I hadn't seen him since then, which is understandable because he's a workaholic. I watched as Rose helped me pack my things and I glanced around the hospital room. I had actually gotten used to these white walls and I knew I was gonna miss the outside view from here.I sighed as I thought about the past events that led me here. And I still found it hard to believe that I was indeed free and married to a freaking billionaire. I thought of Micheal and though my heart clenched in pain from how much he hurt me, I felt grateful that he did. If he hadn't, I don't think I'd have met Owen. I looked at my phone and it was already past 12. Owen said he'd be here early this morning but he still wasn't here yet. I wondered if he was working and had forgotten about me. I scoffed at the thought and was just about to start complaining when the door opened and he walked in.“Took you long enough.” I murmured loud enough for h
OWEN'S POVI stared at Catherine in shock as my grip on Charlotte's hand tightened and I could feel her burning eyes on me. Why was she here?“Mother? Why is she-” I was interrupted by my father's loud squeal as he rushed to the doorstep, pushing past Mom and Catherine. Are men allowed to make such noises? I was still confused about what was happening but at the same time relieved that my father stepped in.“You must be Charlotte, you're so beautiful.” He said as he held her other hand in his since I refused to let go of her hand. He was beaming with joy and I felt bad for not doing this earlier. He smiled at me and it made me happy to see him smile because of something I did after a very long time. “Come on in! We've been waiting and preparing for your arrival. Come. Beatrice! Get the table ready!” He extended his arm to her and even though she looked overwhelmed, she locked arms with my father and walked inside with him, as Rose followed her in.“Mom? What just happened? How could
CHARLOTTE'S POVShe's here again. Right from the moment she smiled at me at the doorstep, I envied her. She looked so beautiful and had the most beautiful smile ever. How can a human be so perfect? I felt so negligible beside her. It looked like she and Owen had known each other for a while now. Should I be jealous? No. Am I jealous? Hell no! I watched as she sat on the bed beside him and I was tempted to leave the room for them.But then I remembered, this rich irresponsible workaholic is now my husband and so, I have a right to be here, isn't that right? I took a seat on the couch and raised the book to my face so I could listen in on their conversations.“Surprised to see me again Owen?” She started and I moved the book down a bit to see Owen's reaction. He stood up as he moved away from her and came to sit at the edge of the couch I sat on. I stared at him in shock as he looked at me and spoke calmly.“Wifey, you asked who she was earlier, well, that's Catherine, the lady I told
OWEN'S POVI was hurt. I wasn't supposed to be but I was. What? I was dumb for rejecting Catherine and choosing her? Shouldn't she be eternally grateful to me for choosing her and helping her out of her debt? I heard a knock and I stayed silent, not wanting to talk to her anymore. There was another knock and just as I was about to yell, the door opened and Caleb walked in. I was relieved when he came in and just as I stood up, he smiled at me and patted my back. “My big bro is getting married soon. Why do I feel left out?” He said with a sulky expression and I laughed. “She's really pretty though, and it looks like you made a great choice.” I smiled at the compliment but when he added “for the first time in your life”, I scowled at him and he just shrugged it off.“You're not angry at me anymore?” I asked and he sat down on the couch with a smile on his face. “Of course I'm not.” He answered and I immediately sighed in relief.“I was angry that you made that decision behind my back
CHARLOTTE'S POVI woke up to a knock on the door and my heart spiked as I knew Mr Sam was here to collect his money. I looked around desperately for a weapon to defend myself when I realized I wasn't within the walls of my small cramped house anymore. The walls weren't peeling off and the ceiling wasn't crooked. It was a dream? I sighed in relief as I patted my chest to call myself down. There was a knock again and my brain finally clicked. I'm the wife- or let me say fiancée to one of the richest men in Michigan and I'm literally under his roof right now. I rubbed my eyes to be sure I wasn't in my delulu world and it was still the same. I got out of bed and finally opened the door to see a frustrated Roselia standing with her hand about to knock on the door again. I smiled apologetically as I held her hand and pulled her inside, my eyes still groggy from sleep. She gasped in surprise as she looked around and I beamed as well, not able to control my excitement.“Isn't this beautifu
OWEN'S POVI stood before my father, frozen by his question. Why? Why what? He had that grim and disappointed expression that I always feared and I felt my heart pounding with ferocity in my chest as I finally opened my mouth to speak. “Why what, father?" I asked, surprised that my voice didn't crack or tremble because I could feel myself shaking. He stared at me for a while and then suddenly his face burst into a smile and he came to me as he hugged me tightly. Okay, what? I stood there awkwardly as he hugged me, my heart still pounding loudly in my chest and when he pulled away, he looked at me in amusement and I smiled awkwardly. “Why is your heart beating so fast?” He asked and I shrugged as I scratched my neck awkwardly. “You asked me why… why what?” I asked again and he just smiled and went to sit as he poured himself a glass of whiskey. “Why didn't you bring her home all these while? You just had to make me act against my will. You don't know how happy you've made me today.