THE CONTRACT WIFE: A ONE NIGHT STAND BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE

Zara’s POVMaterial © of NôvelDrama.Org.

My wedding preparations were not easy. It took five months. Five months to build everything. That’s how proud my marriage will be.

I dream of a simple wedding. I am not a materialistic person. My only dream is to get married in a church and marry the person I really love. When we make a promise together in front of the Creator. That’s it, and I don’t want more.

But maybe it’s a blessing that it can be considered the second time in our relationship. I really thought it was a hopeless case. I thought everything was fine, and I just had to give up and move on.

But the world is truly round, and my luck seems to be back; like magic, our relationship is okay. I didn’t expect it all. Because I have to give up in the fight.

The Blackwoods embraced us again. Mom and my grandfather are happy with where my relationship and life are going. It seems like the thorn in my side is slowly disappearing. It seems unreal that I’m getting married tomorrow.

Lucas answered me. But because of the fact that we already love each other. It is no longer compulsory. This is what we already feel.

Our wedding is tomorrow, and I’m nervous. I don’t know why I’m nervous. I am in one of the hotels now. Lucas and I are not allowed to see each other, and bad luck with marriage. So even though I really miss my husband, I chose to put up with Lucas first.

It’s late, and I can’t sleep with so much excitement. I am like a young woman getting married for the first time. Every time I close my eyes, I think that I will get married tomorrow. I can’t sleep then.

Regarding my pregnancy, my child is healthy. And yes, Lucas and I will have a girl. I’m excited because Lucas will find out tomorrow that we will have another child.

I know that Lucas will treat our future daughter like a princess again. That’s also one of the reasons why I can’t sleep because of the excitement. I’m excited for tomorrow.

I don’t know why someone knocked on my door in the middle of the night. I was a little nervous. That’s why I first looked to see who was behind the door.

“It’s late, and you’re still here? Aren’t you supposed to come here? There’s a superstition!”

I’m annoyed with my husband. He is wearing his pajamas and a very tight white shirt. He pouted and looked at me.

“Forget superstition. I miss my wife! And our marriage will go on and on! Because you have no intention of running away from me, don’t you love me? You’re dear to me!” He’s being arrogant again.

I shut him up and let him inside. He immediately hugged me. He buried his face between my neck and mine. He slowly sniffed my scent, and I could feel his hot breath.

“I miss you, really.” He spoke to me passionately. At least this is my husband.

“You already miss me; we haven’t seen each other for just a day. Tomorrow, you’ll be with me from morning to night. You shouldn’t go,” I promised while reminding him of the elders’ order. There is nothing wrong with following that.

“But I miss you,” he said like a child. “Why? Don’t you miss me, dear?”

“I miss you too; sleep here. But leave right away? Maybe mom and Stephanie will beat you up when they find you here.” I reminded him. This guy is like this! The race is so ugly.

“Yes, let’s go to sleep, my love. I just want you to cuddle tonight. I feel like I’m going to lose you,” he said. I playfully hit him weakly.

“Where am I going? You’re paranoid again! Let’s go to sleep, alright? Don’t think too much. I love you so much. That’s the only destination for both of us,” I said passionately. He acted like he was thrilled. He was about to kiss me when I stopped him.

“Oops, it’s not allowed. Not until after the honeymoon. No debts allowed,” I reminded him with a laugh. He frowned.

“Get ready for tomorrow, tsk tsk.”

I woke up the next day, and Lucas wasn’t by my side. There was a letter written next to the lampshade. It said that he had already left and that his sister and mother might catch up with him. I laughed.

I still had breakfast in bed. Here are my personal makeup and hair stylists, all set. I’m the only one missing from the church.

After I went out the door, a boy approached me. I should follow him in the car.

I was even surprised by the type of car we were going to use. But I just shrugged it off.

While we were on the way, I was wondering. First, my driver looked restless. Second, it seems that we are taking a different road.

“Sir! This is a different road. I’m not going to my wedding.” I felt very nervous at that moment.

The driver turned towards me for a moment and apologized. “I’m sorry, ma’am. I was just following orders,” he said.

I panicked that I couldn’t help but wrestle with the steering wheel with the driver. I had to get out of here! I had to run away! I look around to check my surrounding and then I tried to open the door, however it was locked. I tried so hard but it wouldn’t open.

I didn’t realize that the car was out of control. I felt the force of the impact as the car crashed into a tree. I almost passed out, but I hugged my stomach first.