Chapter 7 Seventh Chapter.

Laura was happy that she was able to pay her mother's hospital bills.

She followed him home and upon the big mansion, she's still not content like being in her home.

"Don't tell me you alone sleep here" She asked, when they got to his house.

"I have workers, so definitely I don't sleep alone"

"I mean the big room in this mansion, like I don't even understand though, I love it and it's very fine"

"Thank you"

When they got inside, Carson called out to a maid.

"Nessa" Carson called out, and she came running.

"Good Afternoon sir" Nessa said.

"Afternoon, how are you doing..." without expecting any reply, he continued "This is Laura, she's my wife, and I want you to be her personal maid, show her around and things she needs to know about this environment"

"No problem, I would definitely do that, welcome ma"

"You are welcome, thank you"

Carson showed her the room she would be staying in, she really found it nice because it was really decorated.

"I don't understand, why do you have to decorate a room like this when no one is staying here or you already know I would be coming because you said you always have your way, such a lie"

Carson's smile, while small, still held that hint of cunning. "Ah, you're quick to pick up on things, aren't you? Let's just say I had a feeling you'd be here. And I like to be prepared."

Laura looked around the room, taking in the expensive furnishings and decorations, trying to hide the uneasiness growing in the pit of her stomach. "So, you have a personal maid just for me? What exactly is your plan here, Carson?"

He shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "My plan? To keep my mother from matchmaking, I know she could actually do anything if she doesn't see me get married, so I had to go for contract marriage, I think I prefer that than she should bring a woman to me"

"Your mum is quite funny though, but why did you choose me, I mean why do you want it to be me that would sign the contract marriage"

"Not necessarily you, it can be anyone, I just need to present someone to her as my wife, I would have pick anyone if anyone had come my way"

"Huh, really"

"Yes, of course, or what are you thinking"

"I am thinking it just had to be me because of the bill I have to pay, if not for the bill I wouldn't have signed it neither"

"Perhaps that was a bit of fate, then," Carson said, with a slight smirk. "The universe brought us together, don't you think?"

"Do not forget this is just a business arrangement, it's called contract marriage and the deal is no falling in love with each other, just to pretend to be your wife in the presence of your parents and then stay together, that's what I read from the document and that's what we are sticking on, right?"

"Of course, Laura," Carson said, his voice silky and smooth. "I wouldn't dream of overstepping the boundaries of our contract, I wrote that because I never planned to go behind the contract, which I won't also want you to pass your boundary"

"Pass my boundary? That can never be me, you just have to stick to yours, okay?

"Of course, and that reminds we are going to my parents place tomorrow"

Laura nodded, still feeling uncertain but determined to see this through. "Tomorrow. Right. What time should I be ready?"

"They usually have dinner around eight, so let's say we leave here at seven," Carson said, a hint of eagerness creeping into his voice.

"I see," Laura said, her mind racing with questions and doubts. "And what should I expect from them?"

Carson's smile faded slightly, his eyes growing serious. "My mother is... tenacious. But she's harmless"

"It's fine, but I assure you that they will all love me, I am a free type and everyone loves me, so I am sure they would love me"

"You just need to cope whatever you see there and you need to calm whatever they said to you"

"Regardless, I am fine, and that reminds me, I didn't even go home to take my wears, my clothes, my brush, I was just coming to your place for you to assist me to do somethings, and I signed a contract, I found myself living at your place, at least I should go home to take one or two things Carson"

"Whatever you need is available here, even if it's not available, Nessa would help you get it, just tell her to get you your clothes and you will see she will provide it for you in the next few minutes"

"So before I could do anything I have to let her be aware? Before I could brush, I must tell her?"

Carson chuckled, "Well, not necessarily, but I'm sure Nessa would be more than happy to assist you with whatever you need. She's quite good at her job." He paused for a moment, seeming to consider something. "And, if I may make a suggestion, I'd recommend dressing nicely for dinner with my parents tomorrow. My mother can be... particular about appearances."

Laura raised an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism in her voice. "Particularly, you say? Should I be worried?"

Carson's lips twisted into a wry smile. "Perhaps a bit.

"I am feeling somehow now, it seems she wouldn't make it easy for me and maybe you should let her know that I am not your real wife, just a contract wife"

"And if I told her that, why did I do it, I made you sign the contract purposely because of her, I need you to pretend and to do anything you could do, if you can actually do this right, I mean I would surprise you, I am very serious right now about this"

"Really? Surprised me with what?"

"Till then"