/Myrtle's Point of View/
And we're back at the city.
My family came with us since they were invited to my wedding anyway.
I wonder what Sean's parents' reaction be. Are they also lovely people?
Sean said my family and his family are very different, but I believe they're still good people.
"Let's go buy the rings today," Sean muttered while looking at himself at the mirror, putting on his brown trench coat.
Oh, yeah. I realized he didn't even propose to me.
He proposed but not in the usual way where the man will kneel down and suddenly pull a ring from his pocket in front of the lady he loves.
He proposed to me via a contract.
I don't mind since we're going to get divorced as soon as possible.
"Alright," I responded and immediately fixed myself. I want this wedding to end already so I won't have to worry about mom and my college fees.
But somehow, I feel guilty because I'm kind of using Sean for my own benefit. We're using each other, but I won't really contribute much good to his life.
"Do you want a diamond ring, Myrtle? Sean asked again.
"Anything is fine. It's not like that ring really signifies anything, right?"
Sean opened his mouth like he was about to say something, but he closed it after a second and nodded.
I don't care whether he buys the most expensive ring in this world or not. This marriage isn't even genuine in the first place.
After fixing myself, we went to a jewelry shop in town. The salesladies were literally drooling over Sean. Well, it's understandable.
BUT CAN'T THEY SEE THAT I'M WITH HIM?
"Hello, sir, ma'am, how may we help you?" a saleslady asked as she approached us with a big smile plastered on her face.
"Uhm, where are the best rings?" Sean asked while gazing his eyes around the place.
"Oh, here, sir," the saleslady replied and led us into a corner where the rings are placed inside a big glass box.
"Wow," I mumbled to myself when I saw the prices of those rings. I can't believe it costs this much.
"What do you want?" Sean asked and opened the glass box.
"Uh, I told you, anything is fine," I replied.
I looked at the displayed rings, and one caught my attention. A ring with a flower design.
"Alright. I'm going to get that one for you." Sean grabbed the ring with a flower design and gently took my left hand.
How did he even know I was captivated by that ring? Was he looking at me so intently?
"I'm going to check if it fits you," he said and placed the ring on my ring finger. I felt flustered when he did that.
I looked at my hands, and the ring looked beautiful. It fitted me perfectly.
"Alright, we'll take that."
We looked for another ring that fits Sean, and he announced to every single saleslady that I was his wife.
It was satisfying to see the disappointment on the ladies' faces.
"What do you want to eat?" Sean asked after we finished buying rings.
Why is he keep asking me?
"Anything is fine," I replied.
"You keep saying anything is fine when deep inside your soul, you're craving for something," Sean retorted and plastered a mischievous grin.
"Aha, then I want chicken wings."
We ate lunch, and I was overly satisfied with what we ate. Sean only ate two chicken wings, and I ate everything left.
It's my favorite, plus there were a lot of flavors to choose from.
"Is that your favorite food? You look like a hungry child who didn't eat for months," Sean teased.
I glared at him. Do I look like a glutton to him?
"It's just my favorite. Don't you have any favorite food? I know you'll eat a lot if your favorite food is placed on the table," I replied and rolled my eyeballs at him.
"Nope. I'm on a diet. So, even if my favorite food is on the table, I would barely even eat everything."
There he goes again with his endless boasting.
After eating, he asked me if I wanted to go somewhere else. I decided to visit mom at the hospital and tell her about my wedding, even if unconscious.
I still need to tell her about it.
We went to the hospital mom was confined, and gladly, the doctor allowed me to enter.
"Mom, how are you?" I asked my mom while she was lying on the bed, unconscious.
There were a lot of tubes connected to her body. "Those tubes must be painful," I mumbled and sat down beside mom's bed.
"Mom, can you hear me? Of course, you don't. I'm getting married, mom. I know it was all sudden, but I'm doing this for you. Don't worry, I'll divorce the guy immediately after I get what I need, and he gets what he needs. You're finally going to be healed," I muttered and kissed mom's forehead.
"I'll be a doctor, mom. Please stay with me until I graduate."
...
Sean and I went back to his condo. I was wondering if we will still live here once we get married.
"Hey, Sean, do we still live here after we get married?" I asked Sean out of curiosity.
He nodded his head. "Don't you like it in here? This condo literally looks like a house anyway, and it's only temporary, right?"
I widened my eyes at his last sentence. I don't know why I felt a gentle but painful thud in my heart.
Yup, he's right. It's only temporary.
"Yeah, of course, it is," I replied nonchalantly and abruptly went inside my room.
Yesterday, I asked Sean if I could use the guest room, and thank heavens, he allowed me.
Now I don't have to sleep on his bed.
I hugged my pillow and looked at the window. White birds were flying around.
"How I wish to be free as those birds," I whispered to myself.
The following two days will be my wedding. I don't know whether Sean will introduce me to his family or not, but I want to meet them too.
Everything is happening so fast. I can't believe this marriage was so rushed. I don't feel happy at all.
Will I be happy even after we get married? I hope so. After all, mom will finally be cured, and I'll get into medical school.
"Miss Myrtle! Are you in there? Here are your snacks!" I heard Lemon scream from the outside.
I'm so happy Lemon is also living in this place. She eases the awkwardness of Sean and me staying here together.
I opened the door, and she handed me a tray of chocolate cookies and milk.
"Thanks for this," I told her and smiled.
"Oh, no problem at all. You're going to be sir Sean's wife, and I want you to be healthy," Lemon replied.
I chuckled at her because she was so cute.
"Lemon, I hope you don't get disappointed, but this marriage is only a contract marriage. Sean and I had a bargain, and eventually, we will divorce after we get what we need," I explained to her.
Her eyes widened and formed small tears.
"Why would you do that? You should marry someone you love and not only to take advantage of them." Lemon cried and hugged me.
She's right. I never thought of marrying someone out of love.
"I'm sorry, Lemon." Those were the only words that came out of my mouth.
"I'm sure you're going to fall in love with sir Sean when you get married. And the both of you won't divorce each other," Lemon uttered confidently when she finally calmed down.
"I assure you, Myrtle. You will fall in love with Sean."
Did she speak informally?
"There's no way that would happen, Lemon. I am very focused on my priorities, and loving someone isn't a part of it yet."
Lemon just winked at me and went out of my room.
I thought about what she said, and I can fall for that billionaire. He is a kind person, and I know he cares for me.
But he manipulated me to marry him.
I can't believe myself. I was pushed into a corner where I couldn't do anything but follow Sean.
...
The next day, I had a lot of appointments prepared for our wedding.
I got to choose my wedding gown, hairstyle, etcetera.
I expected to meet Sean's parents today, but Sean said they were too busy to show up. Are they really that busy? They don't even show interest in their son getting married.
I just hope they come to our wedding tomorrow.
Everything was all planned and set. Even my family was given a chance to choose their attires. My siblings were so happy because it was their first time to experience the things only wealthy people experience.
Of course, I'm also happy that they're so glad.
This is it, Myrtle.
I'm finally marrying the billionaire.