Megan's POV
In an instant, I skimmed the marriage agreement and fell silent for a moment. Betrand's heart tightened for no apparent reason when he saw that I didn't speak. So, he asked, "Is there a problem?" I shook my head in disbelief. "Uncle, are you sure you want to sign this agreement with me?" There is nothing wrong with the agreement. In fact, every content in it can almost be said to benefit me. By marrying Betrand, I will not only have the status and position of Mrs. Hardwin but will also get three percent of the shares of the Hardwin Company, as well as real estate in Betrand's personal name. I will also get half of Betrand's personal assets if they divorce. The Hardwin Company is the largest multinational conglomerate in Hauskin City which operates in the fields of finance, real estate, catering, hotels, and various other industries. The stock market value continues to increase. With a third-class family like the Vandana Family, if all their assets were combined, it alone would still not be able to afford one percent of the shares of the Hardwin Company. I just got married and have become rich overnight? Betrand's expression remained flat and unfazed. He even had time to brew a cup of drink to prevent colds. "Yeah. Just sign." Bertrand is pretty sure that I won't get a divorce. For him, money is just a set of numbers. Isn't the purpose of earning money to save money and get a wife? Listening to what his subordinates said, all their salaries would be handed over to their wives after marriage, as well as any assets they owned. Regarding divorce... Tch, he would never do that in this life. It was very difficult to bring this tiny wife home. Once I'm in Betrand's arms, don't expect me to be able to escape. I gritted my teeth and immediately signed the agreement. No matter how long this marriage would last, he did not want to lose all these benefits. Seeing me put his name in the bottom right corner, Bertrand pursed his lips in satisfaction. He took the marriage agreement letter and handed over the brewed drink. "Drink it. You've been caught in the rain, so don't get sick." "Thank you, Uncle," I smiled sweetly and took the glass from Bertrand. The steaming hot air continued to rise, giving off the bitter aroma typical of herbal medicine. I pinched my nose and drank the medicine in one gulp. Bertrand looked down, holding back the curve of a smile at the corner of his lips. Then, he said, "It's late, get some rest." I gasped. Will I... sleep with Bertrand tonight? His heart raced at the thought of that possibility. "Uncle, why don't you give me a separate room?" Bertrand raised his eyebrows slightly. "Why? You're worried I'll do something to you?" "It is not like that!" I immediately denied it without thinking. I'm not used to sleeping with strangers. For him, Bertrand was someone older than him, the uncle of his fiancé. Betrand's dark and deep eyes stared at him, even a cold chill radiated from his body. "There's no such thing as sleeping in separate rooms in our agreement." I was a little stunned. It seems that there is no such condition in the agreement. I suddenly regretted signing that prenuptial agreement. Bertrand is too mysterious and dangerous. Cooperating with him was the same as skinning a tiger's skin. Seeing the fear in my eyes, Bertrand took a slow breath. "If you're not used to sleeping with other people, I can give you time to get used to it. But as husband and wife, this is about spending the rest of your life together." Bertrand said the words to spend the rest of his life together very seriously. I lowered my head in shame, not daring to look Bertrand in the eye. After being silent for a while, I gritted my teeth and said, "No need. I can just get used to it!" Since the contract is signed, there must be enthusiasm and intention in carrying out the contract. Isn't this just sleeping in the same bed? It's not me who will suffer either. I was taken to the bedroom by Bertrand in a slightly dazed state. When I first came into this room before dinner, I panicked too much and went straight into the bathroom. After calming down, he began to observe Betrand's room. Is this really a place where someone lives? Isn't it too empty and cold? In a large bedroom, the decoration style is mostly black and white. The existing arrangements are very simple and the existing furniture is quite sad. Betrand's bedroom is the main bedroom, so it seems too empty and there are no decorations or anything. Unlike a house, this is more like a temporary residence. I looked at Betrand with a complicated look, shuddering to myself as I thought about how Betrand could live in such a cold and empty environment like this. Bertrand cleared his throat uncomfortably, then said, "You can sleep here tonight. Tomorrow, ask someone to buy what you need." "Yes." "I have work to finish. So you can sleep first." "Yes!" My tone of voice was much higher than before, giving the impression that I wanted Bertrand to leave as quickly as possible. Bertrand looked at him deeply. "That much I want to go?" Meeting Betrand's deep gaze, I smiled and waved at him. "Good night, Uncle." "Hmm." Bertrand turned and left the master bedroom. The corners of my lips, which had been held back and tense, relaxed slightly when the bedroom door closed, forming a shallow arc. My eyes fell on the closed bedroom door and I answered in a low voice, "Good night." In the room, I lie down on the soft bed. My tense nerves slowly relaxed, not forgetting to sigh in comfort. These bed sheets give off the typical Bertrand aroma, the scent of pine. It feels so fresh and pleasant. At first, I thought that I would have difficulty sleeping because I was sleeping in a new place. However, unexpectedly I fell asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow. * Bertrand's POV I finished the video conference and realized that it was already two in the morning. I closed the computer and walked towards the bedroom. In the dark of night, the bedroom door was opened silently. I slowly approached the bedside, looking at the person who was already asleep on the bed. The bright moonlight came in through the window, shining on the girl's white and smooth cheeks. Her face also looked much softer and calmer. I stretched out my hand. My rough fingertips stroked her cheek gently before I lay down too.Megan's POV I opened my eyes slowly and I was surprised because there was a man in front of me. “Ah…” The man immediately opened his eyes. “Why are you screaming? This really disturbs my sleep!" I tried to remember what happened last night. Oh my god, yesterday I was betrayed by Joe and I immediately married his uncle, Bertrand. I was very surprised and couldn't believe that I was now married to Bertrand. I realized that our ages were not too far apart, namely around five years. But his face did look cold and arrogant. What happened to me last night? Why can I sleep in someone else's room? Oh my god, I'm so stupid. I checked my clothes which were still covered with a blanket and everything was still intact. I thought nothing happened to me last night. I breathed a sigh of relief. I glanced at Bertrand who was also sleeping again with the soft snoring that I heard. Should I get up? Hmm, I think so. I feel uncomfortable sleeping with strangers. But he has now become my husband
Megan's POV Bertrand told me directly that I was his wife. Honestly, I still feel very nervous. Moreover, there were several people there. A middle-aged woman was wearing fashionable clothes. I also saw that apart from Joe, there was also Ariana and other family members. "I'm sure you're joking. How could that happen, uncle?” Joe couldn't believe it. Bertrand invited me to sit in one of the empty chairs. And sure enough, their gazes were still focused on the two of us. Bertrand threw the file on the table and Joe immediately grabbed the file. He opened it quickly and he could read clearly what the contents of the file were. He immediately turned towards us. “This is impossible.” “Why isn't it possible? What if you just betrayed Megan, Joe? From now on, call Megan auntie because she is already my wife." My heart was beating faster than before. Bertrand said this yesterday and now he actually said it in front of his extended family. Ariana was also seen still gawking. She
Megan's POV I was surprised because Bertrand was suddenly here and slapped Ariana. "Dare you touch my wife, I will not remain silent." Ariana grimaced in pain and she slowly left the two of us. Because I was curious I asked, "You said you would be gone for two days, why are you here?" "I'm going to go, but when I see you weak like this, I think you have to learn to be stronger, Megan! Don't want to be seen as weak and you will be stepped on even more!" I just realized that I gave in too much. Since childhood, I have always been distinguished by my biological father. He loves Ariana more than me so I also give in more. "Forgive me!" I can only look down. So the man in front of me is worried about me. Is this a very happy moment? I don't know what's clear is that I haven't had time to shop but my mood for shopping has disappeared. "What do you want to shop for?" Bertrand made me realize. "It doesn't matter, we'd better just go home." “That shows that you are so wea
Megan's POV “Wh-what are you going to do?” I felt afraid because I was in his confines. "You kissed me without permission, right? Okay, I also did that to you without permission." He immediately kissed my lips and just stopped and couldn't do anything. My hands were locked by him very strongly. His tongue tried to enter my mouth and I still locked my lips because I was afraid. But the movement of his tongue got stronger so I gave in and opened my lips. He seemed to be looking for something in my mouth. Why do I feel comfortable with this and also excited? I moved my lips and felt the softness of his lips and also his thin mustache. “Ahh…” Betrand's kisses became more and more violent, making me unable to stand it and I just gave in. His kisses went down my neck and I was increasingly unable to sigh. His treatment was quite gentle towards me. Not like Joe who is very rude because he has too much lust for me. Bertrand facilities can treat me gently. Suddenly Betrand's movements
Megan's POV “Why should you worry? You have a husband, right?” Netrand's answer did not immediately make me feel relieved. Because if I remember again, I was in my fertile period and I could have gotten pregnant straight away even though I had just had sex. As a biology graduate, at least I know this. Even though you've only had sex once, if fertilization occurs between sperm and egg cells, pregnancy can still occur. Especially if done during the fertile period, it can increase the risk of pregnancy. “But I just…” Before I had time to finish speaking, Bertrand immediately answered, "Whatever it is, just do it! Our children will be precious in our eyes. I will provide more facilities for you if you become pregnant. My advice is that you have to be a strong woman. Tomorrow I will be going out of town. And I hope you will no longer be a weak woman.” I'm starting to get a little worried. Am I really going to get pregnant? Alright. Besides, I already have a husband, so why
Bertrand's POVI actually married Megan because I've liked her for a long time. I also knew that she was in a relationship with Joe and finally, my mother gave her blessing for them to get engaged. I didn't stay silent and I continued to find out about Megan and her family. And it's true that she has lived a miserable life since childhood. She lives with her biological father and her stepmother. Not to mention that her parents have a daughter. Megan also had to work hard because she was treated like she was not a sister by her parents. Moreover, Her half-sister also doesn't seem to like Megan. She also felt happy seeing Megan being oppressed by her parents. And since Ariana was in college and living at Megan's house, she also liked Joe, who at that time was engaged to Megan. I feel sorry for Megan and she also can't stand up to her parents and she also can't stand Ariana. I feel annoyed because she is too nice to people. At that time I told my driver to follow Joe and
Bertrand's POV “Yeah, I did marry that girl. Besides, your son is an inconsistent man. He cheated while he was engaged. I don't know who it was copied from." Honestly, I'm being sarcastic about my brother. My mother has two sons and he is my older brother. Meanwhile, I am the youngest son. But his behavior was never justified. Several times I found out that he was going out with different women. I'm sure Joe also imitates his father's behavior. Because the fruit that falls will not go far from the tree. "Shut up! You don't have to insult my son." He looked angry and didn't accept it if I judged his son. "Oh yes? Sorry if that's the case. But what is clear is that I have married my wife legally and Mom also finds it difficult to know about that. "The engagement was canceled and who knows whether you will marry your son to his new girlfriend." Actually, I'm too lazy to argue with him. But if I keep quiet he will continue to call me names and I won't let that happen.
Bertrand's POV "Aren't you Bertrand?" That woman I haven't seen for a long time is now back. Her face is not much different from before. "Bertrand, I am very happy to meet you here." I didn't have time to answer her question. I don't hate her, but I have forgotten her. "Dad, so you came here to meet Bertrand?" The woman also asked her father. So Mr. Biden is Margaretta's father? "Yeah, have you known each other before?" "Yes, Dad. He is the man I once loved. And he is the man who is most sincere with me. I'm grateful to be able to meet you again, Bertrand." I smiled crookedly. Feeling disgusted by her words. She, who had betrayed him, easily said that. Mr Biden immediately responded, “Why not? We can plan your wedding together." “Sorry, we just need to talk about our business, sir. I'm married. "Because our business is finished, I'll take my leave first." I immediately left them before our conversation got even more chaotic. "But, Bertrand..." the woman t