I stepped back slowly. My heart felt crushed. The high-pitched voice startled me so much. Now I could only stare at Lucas in the wheelchair. Finally, my hand closed the white door softly.
My eyes looked blankly. I don't know why my heart felt so weak. I went to this hospital with good intentions. I care about Lucas. But why did he yell at me like that?
I sighed heavily when I arrived at the hospital gate. I still remembered Lucas's sad condition. I wish I could visit Lucas again and I also wish he could accept me as a person who encourages him.
As I was about to walk out, a black car suddenly surprised me. The car door was right in front of where I was standing. I frowned. Because I didn't know who was driving the car.
"Come in, Mrs. Selena," said a man in a suit.
"Are you Christian's order?"
"Yes, this is an order from Christian. Get in quickly," he said firmly.
I frowned and started to get into the car. I was actually very lazy to get into this car. But what else could I do. I was the hired wife of a rich man named Christian.
Arriving home I walked into the living room. It was so sad. The living room that caught fire was so messy. Yes, although some of it has been cleaned up. But it still left bad memories.
"What took you so long?" asked Christian with his arms folded across his chest.
I looked over and saw him with a flat face.
"I haven't even talked to Lucas yet. How can you say I was gone for so long," I exclaimed.
"Lucas is stubborn. You shouldn't see him anymore," Christian said firmly.
"But he's in a very sad state. His hands and feet are in casts. He was also sitting in a chair facing outwards. She was on the balcony of the hospital room with a sad look. When I approached her and greeted her. She told me to leave. Yes, she yelled at me to leave," I explained with withering eyes.
"Well, you'd better pack your things now. We'll be living in an apartment for a while. Because this house is going to be renovated in the living room. It's very uncomfortable," Christian said looking at the living room.
I nodded in agreement.
"Alright I'll pack your things first," I said quickly heading to the room.
"Let me help," Christian said making me pause a little. Why is he being nice like this.
"You have so many clothes," Christian grumbles with a lazy face as he picks up the clothes in the closet.
"You bought them for me yourself. You said that as the wife of a wealthy businessman. You should always look fashionable," I said casually as I picked up all the items on the dressing table. I put them in quickly. I don't know if I'm able to put skincare and makeup items neatly.
"Hey! Oh my! You're so rude to put that stuff in. Do you know how much that cost?" Christian asked irritably.
"I certainly don't know. You bought it for me. I can't afford this expensive stuff."
"You're so untidy," said Christian who was tidying up my clothes to put them in the suitcase.
"You're taking so long. You should just put it like this," I said quickly putting my clothes into the suitcase with quick folds.
"Hey! Don't do it like that. That's not neat. Let me tidy up. You always can't tidy things up neatly," Christian said quickly pulling the shirt in my hand.
I just looked at him with annoyance.
"It's a good thing I'm only married to him temporarily. If it was a lifetime it would have been a headache with Christian's attitude," I said to myself.
We arrived at his luxurious apartment. I was always stunned by the splendor displayed in this apartment. My hand strokes the soft chair. I also see the beautiful lights. This apartment has a monochrome theme. It's very comfortable to look at. The living room is spacious with a big TV. The floor is also very beautiful. The marble floor looks so luxurious.
"This apartment is really nice. It's just like what I've seen in Korean dramas," I exclaimed while looking at the view outside. The super-large windows were very pleasing to the eye.
"Unfortunately this apartment is next door to Lucas. I don't often see his face," Christian said while sitting on the bed.
"Oh so the apartment next door is Lucas' apartment?" I asked.
"Yes, it's more like my apartment. He's not rich like me. There's no way he could have a luxury apartment like this," Christian says smugly. He lay on the bed looking up at the ceiling of the room.
"So where's my room?" I asked, looking around.
"Just look for it, it's there. You go. I want to rest," Christian said, covering his face with his arm.
I quickly turned around and walked for a while and now my hand opened the door to the room. The room looks so luxurious. The bed is so elegant. There is a touch of christal on the side. I also saw a dressing table that looked minimalist. The mirror is very nice with a crystal shape. But I was very confused. Because there is no closet in this room. How should I store my clothes?
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"Hey! Get up!" I opened my eyes lazily. I felt my arm being shaken.
I saw Christian's annoying face.
"What time is it? Geez I slept so well. This room is so cozy," I said with a squirm.
"Wake up! Don't keep sleeping!" said Christian sternly.
"Why did you wake me up?" I asked irritably while looking at my phone.
"It's not even morning yet. It's still very late. What's wrong?" I asked while sitting on a chair.
"You shopped for noodles, vegetables and eggs downstairs. Make me some boiled noodles. I want noodles like these," Christian said as he showed me his cell phone. A Korean-looking man was seen eating spicy noodles with vegetables and a sunny-side up egg.
"Wow, that's really good," I said with sparkling eyes.
"Hurry up!" Christian ordered quickly. He even slapped my arm. He's so annoying.
I can only grunt in annoyance. I look for my hairpin on the dressing table. But somehow it's not there.
Where's my hairpin?" I asked in frustration looking around.
"Just leave your hair at the booth like that. It's prettier," Christian said making me feel weird.
"I complimented you so that you would go and shop quickly," Christian exclaimed quickly. That Christian is so weird. Do I really look pretty when my hair is in a booth like this?
"Okay fine, I'll go food shopping soon," I said quickly and left the room.
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CRISTIAN POV'S
Selena, you won't get away from me. I'm sure you'll fall in love with me. Damn, you really made me fall in love Selena. How can you be so casual with me?
I waited for Selena while looking at my phone screen. I can see that my wealth is increasing. I can see it only from my sophisticated cell phone. Yes, it's only been a few days since I became the CEO of my father's company. I'm already very happy. I'm very lucky indeed.
Now I'm starting to order luxury goods through official online sites to shop for expensive goods. Because I really like expensive things. Maybe it's more like I'm just curious.
"This diamond is very nice if worn by Selena. The necklace looks very simple but still displays luxury," I said while looking at the photo of the diamond necklace.
I immediately ordered the necklace to give to Selena later. I looked at the flower-shaped wall clock up there. Selena took so long shopping. I really wanted to see her cooking food for me. I went to my room and closed my eyes.
I heard the sound of my door being knocked very roughly. I opened my eyes lazily. It must be Selena. She's so annoying. My feet got off the bed and started to step open my bedroom door.
"I'm shopping, you're sleeping so well," Selena said with both eyes glaring.
"Come on, let's cook for me right now. I'll wait while you watch TV," I said bitchily and went to the living room to turn on the television.
I heard Selena swear in annoyance. Let it go I didn't care. My eyes could see Selena from the open kitchen. My eyes kept looking at Selena. I didn't look at the television at all. Because the more I look at Selena's face. I wanted to wish that she would really become my wife and accompany me in my old age. I know because Selena is a good woman. But somehow she's very difficult for me to conquer.
Selena's face looked confused while cooking. Several times she looked for cooking utensils in confusion. Opening the same small cupboard here and there. I don't know what she spent and what she cooked. But I told her to cook Korean noodles. I'm not sure if she'll be able to cook Korean food or not. Hopefully she can make me feel satisfied with her cooking.
My nose smells so delicious. I really can't wait to eat Selena's food. Occasionally she even looks at me. But I pretended to quickly look at the television. I sat down while raising my legs to the table. Being relaxed while watching TV. Although I was actually looking at Selena's beauty. Her cute face with small eyes but lit up. Her long, wavy black hair is so pretty. But now she tied it back. She was really beautiful without makeup on her face.
"The food is ready!" Selena exclaimed with an excited face.
A large tray with two bowls of boiled noodles stuffed with pakcoy vegetables and ceplok eggs. The soup looked so tempting.
"Wow! It looks really good," I sniffed at the fragrance of her cooking impatiently.
"I'm a good cook, because I'm always cooking to keep costs down. If I cook myself at home it will be more economical," Selena said with enthusiasm. This girl wasn't angry with me in the morning, it seemed. What a cute girl in front of me.
"Actually, I didn't want to eat before. But just looking at it was delicious. Finally I decided to make food for myself," said Selena now holding chopsticks.
"Are you shopping for chopsticks too?" I asked, smiling widely.
"Yes, because you wanted Korean food. So I just bought you these wooden chopsticks. It'll be like eating in Korea," Selena said with a chuckle and started eating.
"It's so hot," she said with her mouth pursed. Her face looked so cute. Selena you really make my heart flutter.
Now I'm starting to eat carefully. It turns out Selena is very good at cooking. Although this is very simple. But it tastes so good.
"How delicious is it?" asked Selena arrogantly.
I nodded while chewing my mouthful of food. I gave a thumbs up in front of her face.
"Hahaha, I'm really good at cooking," said Selena confidently.
After the food was finished. She suddenly started talking.
"I really want to go to the hospital to visit Lucas. I feel bad for him. Yes, because that's the heart of my marriage to you. So when someone gets hurt like Lucas. I feel so guilty. Especially when he has to have his arms and legs in casts. Can we go there together?" Selena asked softly. As if she was careful talking to me.
"Sorry, I can't Selena. I'm very busy. You go there," I said irritably. I was too lazy to talk about Lucas.
"Clean the dishes. I don't want to see dirty things," I said firmly as I stood up.
""I already shopped and cooked for you. Can't you take turns with me. You do the dishes," Selena said with an annoyed face. Now she even stood closer to me. We both faced each other.
"I'm not a real wife. So you don't have to tell me this and that. If you can do the dishes, you do the dishes," Selena said naggingly.
"You dare tell me what to do?" I asked softly and intensely and held both of her upper arms.
"I'm a billionaire. I don't want to do what you tell me to do," I said firmly looking at her face. My eyes met her beautiful eyes. I really do love Selena. But I was just afraid to reveal it. Now I quickly left her presence. Closing my bedroom door tightly.
"Hey you! You're so annoying! I hate you!" Selena shouted from behind the door.
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