Chapter 3 Why Oliva

Ethan at this point , proper seated, used his hands to cover his face, he could feel slight headache .. this wasn't what he signed up for. The people he always felt disappeared in a blink , it was just the third day .

It was a dream, again, he rolled to the other side of the gaunt bed, she wasn't with him, she never came him to harm him, it was a dream.. he took a deep breathe, and stretched his hands, to pick his phone bass t the bed side table, the brightness of his phone almost turned him blind, using his hands to rub his eyes, he looked at the time, it was five in the morning, he tried to picture how the d say would go, remembering what had happened the previous day, there is just something he feel he is missing out,

was he the only one left in the dark ?, why was his wife treating him so harshly, why did his father insist that he most marry her, why did she agree to marry him, and signed the contract while it is so obvious that she hated him . "There is no way, she did that cause if money" he murmured.. but he hasn't seen her act all interested in luxury or money , since the few weeks he got to know her