Chapter 3 The virgin wife.

Jack's POV

"You heard me right. Marry me!" I retorted.

The young lady kept staring at me. She was utterly speechless.

"Sir,I don't think that's right. I don't even know you and this is our first meeting." She said avoiding my gaze.

"Yeah, that is the only way you can pay back for this. The item you just broke costs about three million dollars. I bet you can never afford that."

"Three million dollars?!" She exclaimed.

I nod my head.

"I bet you can not afford that even if you work for two years." I smirked.

She clutched the tip of her gown tightly. She looked very nervous.

"Is there no other option? I can't marry you. I mean this is marriage, not a joke." She lifted her head.

I stared at her for a while. She was very determined not to accept my proposal but I knew something else that would work perfectly on her. Staring at her, I saw that everything she wore looked very cheap.

"You don't want to marry me, right?" I smirked.

"Yes!" she replied in a cold voice.

"Okay then, you can't afford three million dollars and you also don't want to marry me. What if I pay you for acting as my wife. Our marriage won't last long, just three months, then we'll get divorced."

"How much will you pay me then?!" She asked eagerly.

I stared at her. I was quite confused by the change of her attitude. She's just like everyone else. They're all after the money.

"Have you changed your mind?"

"I didn't change my mind. I just want to know and also think about it. I have no inten-"

"I see. You have no intention to accept my offer right?" I interrupted.

She heaved a deep sigh.

"Nevermind. I did not accept your offer. Do I look cheap to you? I'm not the type of lady you can easily charm with your money." She scoffed as she folded her arms.

"How about I pay you thirty million dollars per month?"

"Thirty million dollars? I can easily pay off my family debt with such an amount. I-"

I chuckled gently. This interrupted her statement.

"I see for sure that you are not the type of lady who is after my money. You said you have no intention of getting married to me right?"

"I didn't mean it that way. You said the marriage would last for two months and then we'll get a divorce right? I mean it isn't a real marriage and you'll also pay me for acting as your wife. So, I have no problem with that." She shrugged.

I stared at her from her head to her toe. I knew that my mother and the shareholders at the company wouldn't accept her. They've always wanted me to get married to someone who is as wealthy as us but I have no intention of doing so. Someone from a low-class would be better for me.

"Hello, you aren't saying anything." She waved her hands around my face.

I cleared my throat.

"I heard you right but I think you don't deserve me."

"Huh? What do you mean by that? You are the one asking me to marry you on our first meeting and now you've turned to say-

"Goodnight miss. You can keep the wedding ring and wrist-watch with you!" I slammed the door at her.

I didn't want to act nice to her. I'm not nice anyway. Our marriage won't be an actual marriage and I won't also fall for her. As long as I keep the company to myself, I don't care about any other thing that happens after our marriage.

I walked into the room and picked up my phone. I dialled Clinton's number immediately.

"Boss, why do you call me at this time of the night? It is getting too late." Clinton yawned.

"A young lady dressed in a delivery jacket just left my villa right now. Make sure you find her and give at least a sum of ten million dollars to her."

"Ten million dollars?!" Clinton exclaimed.

"Yeah, you heard me right. Also prepare some gifts that would be given to her parents tomorrow. Time is running out on us. I have to make her my wife as soon as possible."

"Your wife? A delivery lady?!" Clinton asked eagerly.

"Yeah, you heard me right. Goodnight anyway and don't tell Patricia about this." I ended the call.

Patricia wouldn't like the idea of me getting married to the young lady. I have to keep it from her and also use it as a form of surprise to her.

I heaved a deep sigh. Our marriage would be in a few days time and I know very well that her parents would never say no to that. She talked about her parents being in debt earlier. The marriage would also be for her own benefit.

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I prepared for work the next day. Clinton had already found more details about the young lady.

I walked into my garage. Clinton was already waiting for me in the car.

"What are the details you've gotten about her?" I asked Clinton immediately as I entered the car.

Clinton brought out a file. He handed it to me. The file contains her photo and other information about her.

She comes from a very poor family. She's half-American. I stared at the photo for a few seconds. She looks beautiful. I admired her curly hair the most.

"Did she accept the money?" I turned to Clinton.

"Yeah, of course. At first, she was mad at me for the way you treated her but she can't resist such an amount of money. Her parents are suffering from a huge debt. This is quite an opportunity for her to save her parents from such debt. You don't expect her to resist such an amount of money." Clinton replied.

I nodded my head.

"You're right anyway. I'm glad you got the location of her parents. We should be heading there now. You need to get a lot of things ready. We also need to draft out a contract for our marriage."

"A contract marriage?" Clinton exclaimed.

"Yeah, I will tell you what to write in it. As long as we abide by the rules, I think we're both fine."

"Can you tell me everything that is contained in the marriage contract?" It was Clinton's voice.