I could still remember that right the next day, Robbie asked me out.
That was the first time that I had even seen him clearly. He looked tall and muscular with the suit that he was wearing. His face was chiseled and his lips were thin. I felt a sudden breeze of wind as I looked into his cold eyes.
His complexion was not fair, but somewhat similar to wheat. It looked good on him for it emphasized his masculine charm.
He seemed to give this kind of coldness that drove people away. And that made me feel suffocated with his overwhelming presence.
We sat down in a cafe. I ordered a cup of coffee, but Robbie didn't order anything. Without warning, he went straight to the point and said, "The person you need to marry is my brother, Rogelio. But as of now, he can't accompany you to get the marriage certificate, because he is a vegetable. He has been sleeping for almost a year now."
Upon hearing his words, I was stunned to my core.
However, Robbie continued with an understatement, "But then again, it's up to you. You can choose not to agree."
I didn't forget why I nodded my head and agreed to last night's deal! Because, I couldn't afford the price if I refused.
I thought for a while about what he said. With hesitation, I nodded in the end.
But I neglected one factor at that time. I had slept with Robbie. Why did he still want to marry me to his brother?
At that time, I just thought that since this marriage was not about love, then it was better to stay with a vegetable than to live with a stranger. Which was like what was happening between me and Robbie right now. In addition to the embarrassment, I could still vividly recall the scandalous pictures that were taken just last night.
Afterwards, Robbie accompanied me to get the marriage certificate—Rogelio Luo's and mine.
Right in my wedding day, there were no blessings from my family and friends, nor a simple meal which could have symbolized our wedding.
A marriage certificate, for other women, was the evidence to prove what their lifetime of happiness was. But for me, it was just like a leaflet from someone else when I went shopping.
After getting the marriage certificate, I was taken into the Luo family on that same day.
To be honest, that was the most beautiful house I had ever been in.
It was a luxurious villa, just like the ones described in many novels.
Then, I took a deep breath and finally understood why my mother sent me to the bed of a man in the Luo family. And I also understood what my mother had kept saying before I came here. "It is your fortune to be married into the Luo family with this kind and background. And how lucky you are to have a mother like me. I expect that you would repay me thousand fold in the future!"
As I looked at everything around me, I felt that I was in a strange place, not knowing where I truly was.
At that moment, I could only stand at the center of the hall, uneasy and lonely
until Robbie walked out of a room on the second floor with a middle-aged woman, who actually looked like a rich lady. Little did I know that this woman was no other than my mother-in-law, my husband's mother—Nancy Qi.
When I saw Nancy Qi, she wore a dark red dress with some cheongsam elements, along with a white scarf. She looked down at me all the way along the fence on the second floor.
I would never forget the way she looked at me.
Being looked like that hurt my self-esteem. I had already felt so inferior my whole life and I wouldn't want to be looked at that way.
Then, Nancy Qi went downstairs as Robbie accompanied her.
During that time, she seemed like a picky customer who was so meticulous about the product that she bought that she would take her sweet time just to see if it was perfect.
Nancy Qi walked around me for three times before she stopped and said to Robbie, "It's okay to take her out if she has dressed up. But she's from an ordinary family. Even if your brother is asleep as of the moment, her background clearly doesn't deserve to go out with Rogelio."
"We don't need a woman whose background matches ours, but a woman of humble origin like her. Only those women can understand the magnificence of staying in this family and are capable of taking care of my brother," Robbie said in his usual calm voice.
There, I saw them talking to each other as if I wasn't there. They didn't even consider my feelings and existence. It was as if I was nothing but air. At that moment, I knew that they had labeled me as a lowly woman—a woman who would do anything for money.
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