Lara’s POV
After dinner I helped Clark with washing of the dishes and the pots that were used to cook. In that moment I felt like it won’t be so bad to be friends with him, but that moment was short lived the moment he opened his mouth
“That’s not how you do this” he says, taking the pot from my hands, “you have to ensure it’s cleaned with a dry towel before you return it to its original position”.
I sigh, “of course, I’m sure you have a book of methods and processes for everything you do. You wouldn't want to be caught making a mistake. If you’re gracious enough, why don’t you publish the book, I’m sure the world cares so much for pan and pots, it’d be a bestseller” I say, in a sarcastic tone as I roll my eyes.
He shrugs, “it’s just common sense” he replies, returning the pot to me. I roll my eyes, “I have more common sense than you do” I say, returning the pot to the cabinet.
“Now what did you want to talk about?” I ask, turning to face him. “Let’s talk on the terrace” he says, interwining our fingers before pulling me along with him.
“Okay?” I say, suspiciously as we take our seats. “We never have one on one talks so I’m really curious about what you have to say to me. You don’t want me to marry you because no one wants to date you, do you?” I joke.
He frowns, “for your information, I have no problem getting a girlfriend. Girls are constantly throwing themselves at me, I’m just not interested”
I scowl, “sure they are” I say, sticking out my tongue.
“Anyways, you’re partly right. The reason why I dragged you out here is because I am proposing marriage between the two of us”.
“You’re what?” I say laughing, “did Lai put you up to this” I say, finding it hard to control my laughter.
The look on his face tells me he’s serious which causes me to quiet down.
“You’re being serious” I ask, in a panic. He nods his head, “have you ever seen me crack a joke”
I shake my head, “you’re too boring to do that, ughh” my hands flying to my mouth as the realisation hits me.
“You’re not joking, you want to marry me” I say. He smiles, “I’m glad you’re catching on”
“Why’s that? Don’t you have like a million girls chasing you, after all you’re the most eligible bachelor in Yula”
He nods, “I might be but that doesn’t mean I’m going to date any type of girl out there. Most of them are after my money and status, not because they truly love me”
I scowl, “it’s not like you truly care about love?”. He nods, “I’m not interested in love, but that doesn’t mean I like being deceived”
“So why me?” I ask, surprised that I haven’t shut down the conversation. He smiles, “well I know you dislike me, and your parents have been pressuring you to get married so I thought it’s a wonderful match. It’ll be a respectable relationship with no feelings attached”
It’s true that my parents have been pressuring me to get married, though my elder brother Lai isn’t married. They have this traditional belief that girls have to get married quickly and guys can get married at any time. But that doesn’t mean I’m going to throw myself to the wolf.
“Why exactly are you making this proposition? I’m sure there’s a reason behind this. It’s more than you wanting to get married” I say, my eyes scrutinising him.
He nods, “you’re right, I see no point keeping it from you as you’re bound to find out”
“To inherit my parents company I need to get married before December 20th” he says.
I nod, “December 20th next year?”. He shakes his head, “this year”.
I gasp, “you’re not awfully strapped for time”. He solemnly nods, “I’m not, that’s why I need your help, but if you refuse, I’ll completely respect your wishes. No pressure”
I nod, “I know, you’re not the type to force your wishes on others”. He smiles, “And you’re not the type to let anyone force their wishes on you”
I chuckle, “that’s true, and I guess it’d be a plus since our families are affiliated with each other”. He nods, before abruptly sitting up, “does this mean you’re considering it”
I smile, “maybe but what’s in it for me. As a business person you know we never do anything without a gain. So what do I stand to gain from entering this contractual relationship with you?
He smiles, “this is what I love to hear. Asides from my social standing, family wealth and connections, I’ll personally connect you with top authors who bank with my company which would cause a quick growth in your company”
I smile, “you got me there, let’s do this then” I say, stretching out my hand for a hand shake. “Nice doing business with you” he replies, shaking my hand.
“When will the contract be ready?” I say, leaning against the chair. He smiles, “it already is, I like being quick when it comes to business. I won’t risk you changing your mind tomorrow”
I nod, “makes sense” I say, taking the contract from his hands before reading through it. “Everything written in here makes sense and I completely agree with it, especially the no sexual relations and no interference with out personal lives”
“Before I sign it, I need you to agree with a single condition I have” I say, looking at him. “What is it?” He asks.
“Stop being insufferable” I say, he rolls his eyes, “I don’t think I am but I’ll try”
“Great” I say, signing the contract before handing it over to him, “I’ll keep this safe” he says, signing the contract.
I smile, “I guess we have a wedding to plan”
Our Wedding Day- The 18th of December “Do you Lara Austen, take Clark Rique to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part.I smile, pretending to be in love with the man in front of me, “I do”. The priest nods, “do you Clark Rique take Lara Carter to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part.He nods, “I do”. I inwardly shake my head, so much for pretending to be in love. “I now declare you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride” the priest says, stepping backward.I flash a smile at Clark, waiting for him, inwardly grateful that I’m not the one that has to kiss him. He walks towards me tentatively like every step for him is painful.Afraid that the guests will suspect that we’r
I sidewardly glance at Clark who’s currently sitting opposite me in the car, part of me is debating begging him to let me spend some days at my own home and the other is considering leaving in the middle of the night, either way I won’t be spending the night in his house.I sigh for the sixteenth time in a row, and Clark throws an annoyed glance at me, “the way you keep sighing people will think you won’t be living in a state of the arts home”I roll my eyes, “I was already doing that at my brothers place, where I had my comfort” I say, pointedly. “And besides I didn’t realize getting married, also meant that I had to live with you. There are many couples who live separately nowadays”He nods, “that’s great for them but it’s not for us. When I took my vows I meant every word of them, meaning you’re my responsibility and I intend on us living together till we die”I roll my eyes once more, “thank you Mr Clark but I don’t need anyone to be responsible for me, I’m a grown woman” I say wi
“Lai kindly ask one of the home keepers to prepare a room for your father and I, it’s been a while since we last came over” I hear a voice that sounds strangely like my mother’s say.I immediately head downstairs, almost falling down the stairs as I do. Walking briskly to the lounge room, I find my mom seated on the sofa as she converses with my brother.“You need to start preparing to take over the company” she says. Lai eyes widen in shock, not at the words that she just said but at my presence in his house.Mom notices immediately and turns to see what his attention is fixed on, “what are you doing here?” She asks, standing to her feet.“Hi mom” I smile sheepishly. “Don’t tell me you’ve gotten rid of your husband in just less than eight hours” she says, ignoring my greetings.“She couldn’t get rid of me even if she tried” Clark says, walking to my side. I roll my eyes, “I wish I could” I mutter under my breath, out of my mothers earshot but loud enough for Clark to hear.He chuckle
“Does this dress look fine?” I ask Clark, my eyes fixed on the mirror as I speak. I intend to make an excellent impression on his parents, as we will be visiting them for the first time as a couple.He absent-mindedly nods, “Clark” I say, snapping my fingers in his face. “Yeah?” He says startled, “the dress” I say, pointing at the light pink dress I’m wearing.He nods, “oh yes, apologies. The dress is beautiful and even if it isn’t my parents already love you” he says with a shrug. I roll my eyes, “well is that a yes the gown looks pretty or a no, you need to change out of the dress?” I ask impatiently.“It’s a yes, the gown looks pretty” he says, a pointed look on his face. “Thanks, in that case I’m ready to go” I say, grabbing my bag from the bed.The trip to Clark’s parent family home a day before the annual general meeting is quite important to Clark. He wanted me to officially meet his parents and besides, it’d be awkward if the second time I’d be meeting my in-laws was at the co
I stare at the light blue official gown I’m wearing, I really want to look as official as I can. Today is the annual general meeting at Clark’s company.I keep saying it’s the day where we dethrone Uncle Fernard but Clark prefers the term annual general meeting. Whichever it is, today is the day Clark gets possession of the company which is the real reason why I’m currently in a marriage of convenience with him.And on the bright side, the sooner he claims his rightful position, the sooner I can expand my business. Taking one last look at my outfit, I decide this is the way to go, I look beautiful but also authoritative enough to command respect.Grabbing my keys from the vanity, I head downstairs to the car park stopping at the kitchen to give instructions to the chef to prepare some food to celebrate Clark’s success.The drive to the company only takes about ten minutes, apparently this is no coincidence. My husband is such a workaholic that he ensured that he purchased a home close
The clock strikes at 1:50pm, reminding me that the meeting is set to hold for 2pm. Without wasting time I carefully put my things away, leaving them in the lounge room as I make my way to Clark’s Office.On my way to the office I bump into Clark, who is closely followed by Lai, who’s busy arranging some documents that I assume are relevant to the meeting we are about to have.“I was just coming to get you” Clark says, with a half smile. I nod, “same, let’s head to the meeting floor so that we can get good seats” I joke.Clark’s eyes widen and I assume that he’s about to correct me when his mouth opens and closes immediately as he understands the joke, “you’re just joking about the seats” he says, as we enter the private elevator.“Never been in here” I say, referring to the private elevator, “and yes I’m just joking. I know we have assigned seats and we can’t sit anywhere we like” I smile.“Are you nervous?” I whisper to Clark as we walk through the hallway towards the meeting room. H
“And the next successor to the Dames group is…” Daren, the company secretary says, as she presses the button revealing Clark names on the large screen displayed before those present, “Clark Rique”.I breathe a sigh of relief at the image of Clark’s name, the room erupts into applause as people congratulate Clark on becoming the new successor of Dames. From the results displayed on the screen 85% of people voted for Clark while the remaining 15% voted for Fernand.From the looks on the faces of people, it’s easy to tell those that voted for Fernand as they all mumble a word of congratulations as they remain rooted to their seats.My eyes settle on Fernand who looks like he’s about to explode either from anger or the embarrassment from losing. Either way I don’t really care, I’m just really happy that Clark is the new successor of Dames.“Congratulations Clark” I say excitedly, as I put my hand out for a handshake. He playfully slaps my hand away as he pulls me into a hug, “I couldn’t h
“Please send Clark’s and Lai lunch through the driver” I hurriedly say to the Chef before dashing out of the house and into my car.The drive to my office takes about 20 minutes and I’m inwardly grateful that I didn’t have to face traffic on my way to the office.“Good morning,” Alice says, collecting my things. I smile, “good afternoon, are the clients inside?” I ask, checking my watch as I take note of the time. The meeting was set to hold by 9am and it is currently 8:59 am. Why I’m late is a different story and I don’t want to get into it.She shakes her head, “not yet, they called to let us know that they would be a few minutes late as they encountered some issues on the road”. I nod, “alright, that’s fine. We’ll wait for them in the meeting room” I say, feeling very grateful that they haven’t arrived, giving me sufficient time to collect myself.I spend the next fifteen minutes going through the documents for the book signing and promotion before the client arrives. This is a fi