Whitney's POV
I didn't expect Mr. Grande to come see me this fast. Was he that desperate š¤? I told him I will accept his proposal on the condition that ,he keeps my dad's arrest from the public and bails him out, before my marriage can commerce.
He agreed,asked about my health, had little conversation with me and left.
I don't hate him for this though. Not long after he left, someone barged into my ward.
I lifted my head to see the person and it was an unwanted person - Karris.
What was he doing here? Is he coming to spite me ? Am sure he had alot to do with what was happening now.
'I can see you are well', he said.
'Why are you here?', I asked.
'Well,I came to visit a friend and heard you were here, so I decided to come see you', he replied.
I guess he doesn't know what I discussed with his father just now. So why this contract marriage? What does Mr. Grande want from this marriage?
'Well, since you have,you can leave', I said.
'Wow! What a feisty little kitten, fine am going ', he said before leaving.
The nerve, did he just call me a feisty kitten? How dare he compare me to a kitten?
Up until now, I still couldn't get why this marriage was arranged.
I felt something ticklish on my face, so i woke up only to come face to face with my dad, he was kissing me on my face.
Wait!šÆmy dad was here in flesh and blood not in spirit right? I touched his face to make sure he was here with me. At least he was okay now. My family would now be lively again except for the fact that I would be getting married to that jerk.
God, please š let him not accept the marriage.
I was having a conversation with my dad when the door to my ward was opened, and there stood Karris looking shocked š² šÆ š® š«Ø š«¢. What was he doing here? Why does it seem like the Grande family were hovering around me. Can't they just give me my peace of mind? Why was he staring at me as though I have betrayed him and he wants to murder me. The last time I checked I have been in the hospital for God knows how long because of him, so what right does he have to stare at me like that. He walked forward and greeted my dad. When did he become this polite?
My dad got up and left, giving us privacy, which I didn't think we needed. I didn't want to be in the same space as him. I just couldn't stand him. We were having a staredown and no one was willing to back down. After five minutes I decided to put a stop to this madness.
'What do you want again?', I asked him.
He didn't reply.
He just continued to stare at me with that murdering intensity.
'Okay, can you just stop staring at me like that, it's kinda creepy š³ you know?', I asked.
' Is this some type of conspiracy you formed with my dad?', he spat angrily š š”.
' I don't get you , can you elaborate further?', I asked.
'Don't try playing dumb with me', he said.
'What at all are you talking about?', I asked.
'You came to my company with a fake identity and after I fired you, you conspired with my dad to get married with me,right? That was your plan all along', he said.
Okay, so this man was really getting on my nerves. How can he accuse me of something he did.
'Let's get things straight. I would never want to marry you even if you were the last man on earth, and also I didn't come with a false identity, you were just too blind to notice my surname. As adults, we both know we don't want this except, if you do. So talk to your dad so we can go our own ways.', I tried to bargain.
' Well, if you think I'll just let you off that easily, you are wrong. We are going to get married and am going to make your life a living hell, you won't be able to escape no matter how hard you try and no one, I repeat no one would come to your aid. You just wait and see, DEAR WIFE', he said and with that he left.
Is this guy normal? What does he want? What at all have I gotten myself into? Am dreading this marriage even more now. Can I back out nowšš„ŗšāāļø?.