Charlotte's POVShe went upstairs to ask Elijah about clothes. She just opened the door without knocking. She didn't see Elijah inside, he seemed to be in the bathroom, so she went to the closet to see if there was anything that would fit her, she would figure out the styling later.She opened two cabinets, but none of them had anything suitable for her. Only the last cabinet was left unopened, maybe there would be something, so she opened it but frowned because all the clothes hanging and folded at the bottom were women's clothes.Why are there women's clothes here?The bathroom door opened, so she looked. She looked away from Elijah because he was only wearing a towel around his lower body."Why are you poking around in that cabinet?""I just wanted to see if any of your clothes would fit me, but in this last cabinet of yours, why are there only women's clothes?"Elijah approached her, so she slightly moved away from the cabinet."These belong to my sister, whenever she stays here."
Charlotte's POVShe stepped out of the room and walked out of the house. Elijah was already inside the car, waiting for her to get in."Where are you meeting your friends?""At my friend's house."She noticed Elijah's eyes squint slightly. Maybe his vision is getting blurry."Which friend?""Mary."He nodded and started the car. She wondered why, with so many cars, Elijah only used one when going to their house. There were a lot of cars parked inside the yard, why weren't they used?"Do you know how to drive a car?" Elijah asked."No.""But you know how to start it?""I've seen my dad and brother do it.""Did you know what you did last night while you were asleep in the car is dangerous? Even if the car is running, there's a tendency to run out of gas. What if it runs out? The engine will die, and there won't be any air inside. Don't do it again, Charlotte."She didn'
Elijah's POVHe was standing in front of his house, waiting for Charlotte, it was already five o'clock, and she still hadn't arrived. On the first day of their agreement, it seemed like she was already breaking it.When six o'clock struck, he decided to go and pick her up. He knew where Charlotte's friend's house was because he had followed the tricycle she rode earlier before finally leaving the area.He stood outside, arms crossed, as he watched the gate. Suddenly, a woman who seemed intoxicated stumbled into his yard.He quickly walked over to Charlotte. "Good thing you didn't break our agreement right from the start." She didn't respond, just kept her head down, but her stance was unsteady."Charlotte.""Hmmp.."Something was off about her. He lifted her chin to meet her gaze. Her eyes were glassy as she looked at him."Are you drunk?"Charlotte furrowed her brow. "N-No..."He brought his n
Elijah's POVAs he was waiting for his maid to finish cooking, he went into his room to retrieve some medicine. He always kept medicine in his room due to the sudden illnesses that he would often experience as a result of working long hours.After collecting the medicine, he returned to Charlotte's room. She was wide awake and looking around."Take this medicine after you eat." He placed the medicine on the table beside the bed."Where am I?"He raised an eyebrow, noticing her reaction to the room."In your room.""My room?" She looked at him in confusion."Yes, this is your room now.""Meaning, this is the room next to your room?" She nodded. "I thought I'd be sleeping in your room.""I thought you didn't want to be near me? So, why ask?""I mean, didn't you want to make it easier in case our families called?"He sighed. "Perhaps you would prefer to have your room if you do n
Charlotte's POVShe blinked when someone held her hand, slightly turning to Elijah, who was wiping her arm. It made her ponder what he said earlier. Why did she choose marriage over putting Elijah in jail? What exactly crossed her mind when she chose marriage? Was it just a sudden decision, or does she not have the heart to put him in jail even though he harmed her? Was it because she was raised by her parents to be good, so she couldn't seek revenge against those who wronged her? Did she let her soft heart prevail, leading her to marry him with no turning back? If she were to be asked, it would be fine if she and Elijah didn't get married, and she wouldn't want to see him in jail either, but her parents didn't want that; she was touched, so they said Elijah had to take responsibility for her.She gazed at Elijah's face as he reached out to wipe one of her arms. Even without a smile, he was quite handsome, with a smooth complexion and no visible blemishes. However,
Elijah's POVElijah and Charlotte left the house separately after breakfast. Though he intended to drop her off at the tricycle station, Charlotte turned down his offer to drive to the bus stop with him.His security guard was waiting for him at the entrance as he reached the building where he had parked his car. After giving the keys to the security guard, he entered the company. He glanced at his watch and realized he wasn't quite late."Give me the important papers that I will sign today," he instructed his secretary without stopping as he walked into the office.His secretary came in as he was sitting down, bringing paperwork he needed to sign, including a few of his papers from the previous day due to his busy schedule with work and his upcoming wedding to Charlotte."Thank you."He began looking at the files once his secretary left. Two hours later, the pressure from bending his head caused him to lean back in his chair. He knew that if he didn't straighten his head, he might de
Charlotte's POVShe was coldly sweating as she sat in the classroom. She thought she was fine when she left the house with Elijah, but it all came back. She's just grateful she finished presenting her project before she felt her body break down.She was seated close to Mary, so her friend approached her while the other students were presenting their projects. Their teacher sat in front of the students's seats. "Are you okay? It's cold in the classroom, but you're sweating." "I'm feeling a bit unwell."Mary frowned. She placed her palm on her forehead and neck. "You have a fever. Why did you still come to school?""I did not have this when I left home; it came back after I presented." "Why don't you go home right now? Your part is already finished." She grinned and said, "I'll go home during lunchtime." "Alright, but can you manage it? If not, I'll tell our teacher to send you home since you have a fever." "I can manage." "Alright, I'll listen first; I'm next anyway."She nodded
Charlotte's POVShe turned to face the woman behind her who was speaking, and she noticed that she was being examined from head to toe. The woman was dressed entirely in black, except for her skin and her red hair tied up high, giving her the appearance of a street villain. She also wore heavy black makeup, including lipstick. "Again. Who are you?" the woman asked again. She couldn't talk, afraid that a mistake in her answer would cause the woman in front of her to shout at her."Are you dumb?" the woman asked, her brow furrowing even more. She shakes her head. "So. Why don't you try to answer my question? Who are you?" "Charlotte," she answered. The woman's eyes narrowed as she approached her slowly, causing her to blink slightly as her face came closer to hers. "Seriously, your face is so smooth. Do you have skincare?" She furrowed her brow. "No.""What?" She almost closed her eyes, surprised by her scream. "That's unfair, you know. Look at my face; I've used so many products