Vincent Chae, CEO of The Chae Foundation and a single father, faces a dire situation. He must marry quickly to retain custody of his beloved children. Just when all hope seems lost, he crosses paths with Eliza, a struggling student who becomes the n...
"Your suit is also ready." He placed a box on my bed.
"Did you bring what I asked you to?" I asked.
"Yes, sir. It is in that blue bag." He pointed at a blue paper bag kept on my night stand.
"Okay, how much time do I have before wedding?" I asked.
"About a hour." He said.
"Fine. I'll be ready by then. Make sure Eliza is ready too. And ask the photographer to click some photos of us individually." I said.
"Okay." He left the room.
I fell down on my bed and I stared at the ceiling.
This wasn't something I had planned to happen. In fact if it was according to me, I wasn't even going to marry. But it is happening, whether I like it or not. I was hoping that Nigel could come up with another way out of this but my fate isn't in my support right now.
I looked to my side and saw my wedding suit hung up near the mirror. I had to get dressed but I didn't want to.
Today an unwanted relationship was going to start. A relationship which was built on nothing but mutual understanding and benefits.
If I were to tell my younger self that I was getting married to someone without love, I am pretty sure I'd punch my own self in the face.
I took in deep breath and released it, reminding myself that this was happening for my kids.
I got up and got ready. I stared at my own self in the mirror wearing a wedding suit.
I opened the dressing table drawer and took out the wedding rings. They were two simple platinum bands.
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There was a knock on my door.
"Come in," I said.
Miles entered the room wearing his white suit.
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