Arrange Marriage With Mr. Engineer

tRQH

Chapter 1 (1.3): Theza Marie Medina

THEZA MARIE MEDINA's POV

AFTER my violin performance, I stood up from my chair. Oh, I was sitting on a red chair in front of the crowd, while playing my favorite violin. I should be standing, right? But I don't want to stand anymore, I might walk out suddenly.

"Amazing."

"She's really talented."

Various comments came out of their mouths as they continued to applaud loudly. I'm used to it. I'm used to compliments, but I wasn't happy. I'm just more annoyed.

they were all standing and obviously enjoyed my performance. Without emotion I just bowed as a sign of bow and without gratitude I left from inside the stage. Why would I thank them? I already bowled, that's enough though.

"You have a great performance there, Señorita Theza Marie," the guy approached me with a wide smile on his disgusting face. Annoying.

I ignored him and passed him. I don't care about what he said. that's better, ignoring people I don't know who it was and I don't care to know them either.

My time is priceless and I don't want to just talk to them. They will just get bored with me. Talking to me just makes them salivate.

"Señorita Theza, are you leaving already?" another human being approached me but this time it was a girl.

Can't she see? I'm ready to leave this noisy place. Can't she see that I'm in a hurry too?

"Can I have a picture with you, señorita? Just for a while please?" the other one is still scratching.

I almost rolled my eyes. how I hate her voice. It sucks.

"No, she needs to rest first. Sorry guys, she has a second performance tomorrow." I felt relief when Rudelyn came.

"Tomorrow, you are free to do that with her," she added.

She's Rudelyn Fabroa, my best friend? No, she's my cousin. he is my companion in going to different countries to entertain me at my concert. Yeah, my concert as a violin artist.

After arriving at the parking lot, the driver immediately opened the back seat door. He would have supported me but I didn't accept his outstretched hand and I just got in the car. It's rude if it's rude, I don't care.

Rudelyn followed, now holding my violin.

"That's rude, Theza," she commented. I didn't move and just looked out the window and leaned back in my chair.

We are in Europe, this is my 197 concert. During the 26 years that I have been living in the world, I have had so many concerts and in different countries. Violin was a bit boring, I can say that. so my tickets are exclusive and only a few people watch my performance.

Less than 20 visitors. Well, in Spain, I'm already known there so there are a lot of people watching. 1000, but of course all adults. I can only count my peers on my fingers, not the ones before.

I feel exhausted suddenly so I close my eyes but I'm not yet sleepy. I just want to rest.

"We're flying next to the Philippines, Theza. You have a very first time concert there. you often refuse the offer to perform there," he said and he got no answer from me as usual.

But she's used to it. He just spoke word for word even though I didn't answer him. I've gotten used to his chatter.

I am not totally rejecting the Philippines. Why would I do that? Philippines was my country before I landed in Spain and grew up there with my father.

Is just that, no one is interested in the violin artist. Filipinos now have a different passion. We are in a modern world. It would have been okay if it was in the year 1880 or lower than that. maybe I'm still excited to go to the Philippines.

AFTER my violin performance, I stood up from my chair. Oh, I was sitting on a red chair in front of the crowd, while playing my favorite violin. I should be standing, right? but I don't want to stand anymore, I might walk out suddenly.

"Amazing."

"She's really talented."

Various comments came out of their mouths as they continued to applaud loudly. I'm used to it. I'm used to compliments, but I wasn't happy. I'm just more annoyed.

they were all standing and obviously enjoyed my performance. Without emotion I just bowed as a sign of bow and without gratitude I left from inside the stage. Why would I thank them? I already bowled, that's enough though.

"You have a great performance there, Señorita Theza Marie," the guy approached me with a wide smile on his disgusting face. Annoying.

I ignored him and passed him. I don't care about what he said. that's better, ignoring people I don't know who it was and I don't care to know them either.

My time is priceless and I don't want to just talk to them. They will just get bored with me. Talking to me just makes them salivate.

"Señorita Theza, are you leaving already?" another human being approached me but this time it was a girl.

Can't she see? I'm ready to leave this noisy place. Can't she see that I'm in a hurry too?

"Can I have a picture with you, señorita? Just for a while please?" the other one is still scratching.

I almost rolled my eyes. how I hate her voice. It sucks.

"No, she needs to rest first. Sorry guys, she has a second performance tomorrow." I felt relief when Rudelyn came.

"Tomorrow, you are free to do that with her," she added.

She's Rudelyn Fabroa, my best friend? No, she's my cousin. he is my companion in going to different countries to entertain me at my concert. Yeah, my concert as a violin artist.

After arriving at the parking lot, the driver immediately opened the back seat door. He would have supported me but I didn't accept his outstretched hand and I just got in the car. It's rude if it's rude, I don't care.

Rudelyn followed, now holding my violin.

"That's rude, Theza," she commented. I didn't move and just looked out the window and leaned back in my chair.

We are in Europe, this is my 197 concert. During the 26 years that I have been living in the world, I have had so many concerts and in different countries. Violin was a bit boring, I can say that. so my tickets are exclusive and only a few people watch my performance.

Less than 20 visitors. Well, in Spain, I'm already known there so there are a lot of people watching. 1000, but of course all adults. I can only count my peers on my fingers, not the ones before.

I feel exhausted suddenly so I close my eyes but I'm not yet sleepy. I just want to rest.

"We're flying next to the Philippines, Theza. You have a very first time concert there. you often refuse the offer to perform there," he said and he got no answer from me as usual.

But she's used to it. He just spoke word for word even though I didn't answer him. I've gotten used to his chatter.

I am not totally rejecting the Philippines. Why would I do that? Philippines was my country before I landed in Spain and grew up there with my father.

Is just that, no one is interested in the violin artist. Filipinos now have a different passion. We are in a modern world. It would have been okay if it was in the year 1880 or lower than that. maybe I'm still excited to go to the Philippines.

WE reached the RG's hotel where Rudelyn and I checked in temporarily. Our flight here was just yesterday so somehow I was able to rest and tomorrow. My second concert here in Europe.

"You go first, Theza. I'm just passing by the desk clerk," I heard my cousin say but I didn't stop and just walked towards the elevator.

It opened immediately and I entered. I pushed the 12th floor button.

"Wait!" the man shouted and it looked like he was going to take the elevator too. But you know me?

being a rude queen in our country and outside? Sorry, dude.

He couldn't reach because the elevator had closed and I didn't waste my time opening it again.

The elevator has a second trip, dude. You can wait. Thank you

after a second I reached the floor of my hotel room. I was only stopped by a woman who suddenly lost her balance and scattered all her papers on the floor.

The woman screamed hysterically and rushed to pick it all up.

"Urgh! I hate this boss Markus!" I heard the girl say. She's a Filipina?

I continued walking again but I stepped on the woman's hand. I didn't do it on purpose.

"Ouch! Are you blind, Miss? Can't you see that I was busy picking up the papers here's on the floor?!" the woman asked me hostilely. my brows furrowed, I don't understand him.

I finally passed him and he screamed again.

"Wow! You didn't even apologize?! Thank you for stepping on my hand, Miss!" she added.

Before I entered my hotel room, I heard a man's baritone voice.

"What's the matter, Bins?"

I shrugged my shoulder and I stepped inside my room.

Chapter 1 (3.3)

I sat down on the sofa and leaned on the back and I closed my eyes. I feel tired all of a sudden.

And I feel sleepy, too but before I can sleep when my phone rings. I'm too lazy to answer whoever is calling me at this moment.

I'm tired. Can I just rest and please people, don't disturb my rest. Yes, only now will I have enough rest because I rehearsed all night for my performance the next day.

the phone was stop ringing and I sighed heavily but it rang again.

I don't have any choice but to accept the call and it was my dad.

"Hello, papa," I greeted my father from the other line.

"How's your performance, son?" he asked me and smiled when I heard the word 'child'.

"I'm fine, papa," I answered and I massaged the bridge of my nose.

"That's good to hear. I'll watch your second performance tomorrow," he told me and I settled down.

"Are you in Europe, dad?" I asked him.

"Yes, dear. I'm with my friends and you're going to meet them all. it's that okay to you, son?" asked my dad. There was doubt in his voice.

Well, dad knows me well. I don't like a lot of people around me unless it's my concert or I have a performance.

"Yes, papa," I answered and I heard him breathing deeply.

"Good to hear that, son. Okay, I'll hang up this call. Rest well, darling," dad announced before hanging up the phone.

I'm Theza Marie Medina, 27 years old. I don't have any work, except for playing the violin and modeling. oh, maybe that's work too but my schedule wasn't hectic unlike other models.

And my father is the only person I am with in life. he is running a business, a big company and I'm his heiress but sad to say I can't run it because business is not my thing but I graduated in business management.

But maybe if I retire from Violin's Art, I will try to manage my father's business. I'm not sure though but I'll try my best.

Dad is also getting old and he is asking for a grandchild. I mentally rolled my eyes. As if I'm going to get married?

Mama already has family in the Philippines. My father and I have been separated since I was only 18 years old and we no longer have any communication with him and I don't want to talk to him either. I don't hate her, maybe I'm just sulking?

But honestly, dad is enough for me. Dad did not fail to take care of me. papa loves me, and I doubt if my mom does the same.

Minutes later, I felt sleepy and even though I was still on the sofa, I fell asleep...

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Chapter 2 (1.3): First meeting

"Let's go," she said.

I just followed him silently. When I looked at my cousin, I almost winced.

She was wearing her strap dress that was only half the length of her legs. it's dark gray color with her 4 inch heels. Her pink short hair is just puffy and her black purse is kipkip.

Rudelyn is beautiful, big round eyes that make her even more beautiful. Her cute pointed nose and her kissable lips have never worn red lipstick. just a color pink, obviously pink is her favorite color. She's lovely, I can say that.

We're the same age but I'm three months older, so maybe even if I've done something that's not pleasant to him, he doesn't scold me, but he just complains about me. she's a kind that she talks to even if it's a stranger.

Does Rudelyn have other works aside from being my manager? Yes, she's a chef which is not obvious. She often cooks my food if I don't want to eat at a restaurant, not because I'm picky because I'm just keeping an allergy.

Seafoods, I've never eaten them because I'm allergic to them. Ah...that's only three times. It was on my father's friend's birthday and I accidentally ate it, which is another thing I didn't know that I had an allergy to seafood.

At that time, I ate my seafood. I have a lot of rashes on my skin, even on my face, and my breathing is not normal, but I can still breathe. It still takes two or three hours to disappear. Even though I have taken medicine.

But my dad was over reacting. I was even taken to the hospital just to check up on my condition. can i die for seafoods?

Yes, because it will affect my heartbeat.

We reached the restaurant in the hotel and I like the atmosphere because I can hear the violin playing that I am not mistaken that I am the one playing.

'When I first meet you', is the title of my music and I composed it.

The color of their walls is blue, black, white. The structure of the restaurant is beautiful, there are tables with beautiful decorations that make you think you are at an event or party.

there are only a few people eating so the atmosphere is even better for me.

No one takes pictures of me secretly. No one will bother me and no one will make noise around the place.

Rudeng and I sat at a vacant table near the sliding door of the restaurant. It has a VIP room for the VIP visitors too. But knowing my cousin, he bet more on the public.

"Good evening. Can I take your order, ma'am?" the waiter asked, as soon as he approached us.

like the usual, Rudeng will choose what we will eat and he will talk to the waiter even though he is focused on me.

Me, being called a rude queen, I also don't care what he says. Thank you

My eyes fell on the big fishpond not far from my cousin's place. I can see the different fish here. Sure, I'm allergic to seafoods but I am weird, I bet on fish. I appreciate their colors and shapes.

I would just touch or dip my finger in the fishpond water and I would get a rash on my finger immediately.

Second, I ate fish in a restaurant that I ate dinner alone at that time. I was curious about the taste of the fish so I ordered then viola, I got rich from my cousin's sermon to me.

That's why he's the only one who orders foods for me because he says I'm stubborn and doesn't care even if I die.

curiosity is killing me, because I see the reaction of the customers inside the restaurant while they eat that fish and I liked it. It's delicious compared to pickled chicken.

But sad to say, I can't eat anymore. I finally craved during my menstruation and Rudeng did nothing but indulge me. Because I was very angry with her then and lucky her I am not longing for food anymore.

Our order arrived and the waiter carefully served it to us.

chicken curry, rice, vegetable salad and one bottle of wine for Rudeng. A juice, grapes flavor for me.

"Enjoy your food, ma'am," the waiter said before he turned his back on us.

"Eat first, Theza. I'm just in the comfort room," my cousin hurriedly said and my eyebrows almost met but my face still remained emotionless.

"Just go," I told her and she took her purse from the table.

I just followed him with a look as he took big steps towards the exit door.

Does that have a comfort room or will he go back to our hotel room just to take a bath or what?

i glanced at the entrance when the group of men entering inside the restaurant and heard them talking about...

I took a deep breath and waited for Rudeng to come back so we could eat together.

Yes, I'm rude but not in front of the food. I will wait for my cousin so I only drank my juice. It even has an ice tube that I just play with while I extend my apologies to the men making noise.

Seriously? They are like chickens cracking up and making a lot of noise. Oh, glory Lord...

of all the tables they can sit at, why is it only next to our table?

I'm not sure how many men there were, just two or three tables.

First, you will hear them talking about business, until their topic was a girl and their types and ended up in the Philippines.

a Filipino, I murmured...

I looked again at the exit and the entrance to see if there was Rudelyn coming in there but it only took 10 minutes and no Rudeng came back.

That's why I decided to look for my cousin when suddenly the waitress bumped me. I bent down and just saw the cold water passing through my clothes and down it.

Like the usual, their is no emotion written on my face but the waitress face? He suddenly turned pale and his eyes widened.

"I'm so sorry, madam! Sorry!" she apologized and shook her head and took out a handkerchief and wiped my wet dress.

I wasn't angry at what she did, but I was irritated by her voice, which was just sorry and sorry. Can she just stop apologizing to me?

"It's annoying," I murmured and I'm sure she heard that so she almost cried.

"Oh my goodness! Theza Marie!" Speaking of the devil. She also returned.

"I'm really sorry--I mean I'm so sorry!" Oh, she's a Filipina too.

Rudelyn grabbed the waitress's hand to stop her from wiping me because I was getting irritated.

"That's enough, you can go back to your works," my cousin said without emotion, which still surprised me.

Why is it so cold all of a sudden?

I returned to our table but for the second time around I bumped into someone again and this time on my face when cold water was poured.

I closed my eyes and my chest heaved. He meant to do that.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, Miss!" said the girl. her voice was familiar to me and when I saw her face it was the same but I can't remember where I first saw her.

"My bad, I didn't mean to bump--" Rudeng cut her words.

"You planned, cut it out Miss Ernesto," Rudelyn said strongly and I could feel the atmosphere change.

"Here," I heard the baritone voice from behind me and I took it out of my own accord.

White handkerchief. I wiped my cheek and kept my eyes on the girl.

Her lips were firmly pressed together and just like the reaction of the waitress earlier, she was also very pale.

The owner's manly perfume stung my nose, causing me to sneeze.

And that's when I felt the cold. not until I felt the soft and warm fabric wrap around my body.

I consciously look at the man and my heart skips a beat...

What a beautiful man. Dark eyed-color, long pointed nose, his beautiful jaw that I can imagine how he clinched his jaw. his red lips that seem to temp me... caress them with my fingers not kiss them.

His hair is neatly combed and...

"Engineer Markus," Rudelyn uttered a name.

"Chef Rudelyn Fabroa."

End of chapter 2.

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Chapter 3 (1.3): Meeting the Brilliantes

IT WAS confirmed that my cousin and I knew each other. And why is Rudelyn's wide smile? Thank you

"It's nice to see you here, Engineer Markus," my cousin said in a sweet voice. Does he have a crush on this engineer?

"Yeah," the man answered briefly and glanced at me, but I quickly looked away from him.

"She's my cousin, Theza Marie Medina. Theza, he's Engineer Markus S. Brilliantes, he's a family friend of our parents," Rudelyn said and pulled me by my hand. she slightly pinched my side. It doesn't hurt but it irritates me.

"Shake hand, Theza," she softly whispered to me and I looked at the man in front of us. He's cool, why does his expressionless face suit him?

But I can still read him. he didn't care if he met me or not and he seemed to want to leave.

"You can go," I said instead and sat down again without saying a word.

"Thesa!" Rudelyn warned me and I ignored her.

He can go, just what he wanted.

"I'm sorry about that, Engineer Markus, I think my cousin is hungry," my good cousin said shyly and the man said goodbye to her.

She glared at me when she sat down so I just looked her straight in the eyes.

"You're annoying," I commented and she took a deep breath.

"Rude," she commented too.

"Lyn," I added her words.

"It's R-U-D-E-L-Y-N, not Rudlyn!" she promised annoyed. I just kept my mouth shut, I wanted to smile because my cousin was already cringing.

"The--" she didn't finish her words when someone sat on the chair, which was right next to my cousin and I saw his body stiffen and he even bowed.

I looked at the man confused, wait... He looked like the engineer earlier.

"Enjoying your dinner time, sweetheart?" the man asked in a husky voice and Rudelyn covered her mouth. She looked at me with wide eyes and every look she looked at me indicated something.

But being me rude, sorry cousin. I took my spoon and started eating. that's her cue not to leave, she needs to stay because she knew better that I don't want to be left with food.

"What are you doing here, Brilliantes?" my cousin asked him in a cold voice.

I smell something fishy. Rudeng also knows the man with the same surname as the man he introduced to me.

"Is this your cousin, sweetheart? The Queen Violin? She has a performance tomorrow afternoon, right? We planned to watch your cousin's performance, Rud," the man added his words. he called my cousin, as a tone of rudeness.

"Did I just ask you, huh? Can you just leave, you see my cousin and I eating?!" Rudelyn said angrily, but she wasn't shouting, just whispering.

"Oh, sorry sweetheart," the man replied with a smile and turned his gaze to me.

"You must be, Theza Marie Medina." He didn't get an answer from me because I just stared at him.

This is what I often do, I tickle people who approach me and I can say...

He's nice, but my cousin and I just have something.

"She's right, too. You are rude, honey. You can understand Tagalog, right?" he chattered to me while I was chewing something.

"Stop him!" Rudelyn promised.

"Uncle God, our table is here. stop bothering them, come here," I heard the engineer's voice.

UNCLE? Is this man his uncle?

"My cold nephew is killjoy. Anyway, nice to meet you, Miss Medina," he said with a smile and held out my hand. He was about to kiss the back of my hand when someone pulled him.

"You're really flirting, uncle God! Come on--" the words the third man was about to say were left in the air.

"I know you, ah! You're the girl who didn't even press the open button! You're just staring at me! how rude, you are Miss!" he said loudly and I was stunned.

I thought. Ah... He was that dude yesterday, he was about to enter inside the elevator but unlucky he couldn't reach him and the elevator closed immediately. and I also remembered the woman who lost her balance and scattered her papers. I even stepped on his palm and he yelled something at me. My cousin called her Miss Ernesto. Oh, dude.

"Stop it, Daziel. Don't be rude, too!" his uncle also promised and he even hit him.

"Sorry about that. Sweetheart, we're at the other table," he said.

"As if I care?" she mocked him. He seems bitter.

"You must be the real rude one, eh. Not your cousin, she's just silent," he said with a laugh. If you observe him, it's like he's carefree, happy go lucky.

"Uncle, Daziel," Engineer Markus coldly spoke the two men's names.

"See you around, ladies!"

It finally calmed down and I was able to eat properly.

"What was that, Rudeng?" I asked my cousin. She groaned as if she's frustrated of something I couldn't explain. She's cute.

"Never mind that," he said bored.

I'm curious though, but I am not that type of girl who forced someone to explain something that made me curious. I won't force people, just let it go.

"Okay, but he's something..."

"Whoa! Is that you Theza Marie Medi--"

"Eat your food," I cut her off.

"Rude," she commented again.

"Lyn," I added.

THE NEXT day I prepared for my second performance. It starts at exactly 2 PM. I'm already backstage and my cousin has finished fixing me.

i was wearing my purple empire waist dress above the knee, black stockings and black hand gloves. Black doll shoes and my hair braided and my light make up.

"You're so beautiful, Theza. if you're not rude, maybe Engineer Markus will fall in love with you at first sight," my cousin was babbling again.

"I thought, you have a crush on him? According to my own observation," I said and she was shocked upon hearing my words.

"Thirteen words! Unbelievable!" he shouted loudly and I stood up. He will tease me again and that irritates me.

I took my favorite violin and took a deep breath.

"Engineer Markus was invited and when you were taught to speak more than two words. Your famous line, 'you're annoying," she said.

she's right, my words, my emotions and even my smile are all calculated. She wonders though if I've ever been happy and laughed out loud like there was no tomorrow.

"Shut up," I said calmly.

"Come on! Theza! Be angry!" he said laughing. he just wants my facial expression to change but he's stubborn and I won't show him that even though the truth is that I'm starting to get irritated with him.

"Are you ready, Señorita Theza Marie?" a woman suddenly asked me.

"Yes," I replied. the girl lead the way and I followed her.

But Rudelyn has an afterthought that makes my heart beat faster. Rudelyn Fabroa...

"He's watching you, Thez! He's with his family!"

I tightened my grip on my violin because I was starting to get nervous. i've never been like this. Have I ever performed? But I was never nervous even during those times it was my first time. I was just calm then, because maybe I didn't care about the people watching me? I was just focused on playing the violin and I seemed to be absorbed by its gentle tone but with my cousin's words?!

Dude, remind me to buy a dog and let it bite my cousin and I'm serious...

"Good afternoon, señorita Theza Marie Medina, we are glad to see you again, for the second time around and thank you for giving us a second time too, to watch you play your favorite violin. Ladies and gentlemen, our Queen Violin was here , again!" he said more and the nervousness in my chest disappeared and was replaced by irritation.

Why do you need an introduction if you are going to perform? Can I just start?

I glanced at the crowd and was a little surprised to see that the entire hall was filled. That just yesterday was sad, but now. increasing.

But why is that? With the number of people watching now and the eyes looking at me, why did I just stare at one man?

My heart skipped a beat and if the MC hadn't tapped me on the shoulder, I might have spent more time staring at that engineer.

and this time I'm standing because I can't see a chair anymore. If only that engineer wasn't here, I would definitely walk out, but I don't want to be embarrassed.

I looked at the crowd again and I saw dad, his smile was wide and he gave me a thumbs up. because of my dad's gesture, I smiled but it didn't last for three seconds. I even heard a few people breathing but I didn't pay attention to it.

At first glance the title of what I'm going to play and even if I don't tell them that, the MC has already said it. no need to say that by myself.

After my performance, the whole hall was once again drowned by their loud applause and I was about to suffocate when some men suddenly went up on the stage and Godfrey Brilliantes was leading there with his nephew in tow.

"Just group pictures, señorita! You are so talented and I almost fell in love at first glance! Just like your music title!" he happily promised and put his arm around me. I'm still a little behind.

"I don't want to pass this chance, Theza and I'm with my niece! And your father, too, sir!"

"You're annoying," I said and he laughed.

"That's your famous lines, darling. You can't fool me, come here, sweetheart, let's take a group picture! Just a remembrance!" he called to my cousin who was about to walk out when Godfrey let go of me and followed Rudelyn.

I stilled when I felt an arm on my waist.

"Sorry," he murmured and my eyes almost watered when I realized that his face was so close to mine.

End of chapter 3.