Chapter 4


    "Nowadays, sh marriages are bing moremon, and they often lead to divorce. Getting a


    divorce is like buying groceries. No wonder some people are banned from divorce before their kids


    reach a certain age. Men have it easy. They can just walk away. They can find a pretty young wife


    as long as they have the money. Mostly women just get hurt; they have to raise the kids, and it


    affects their whole life.


    Izzy, don''t me me for nagging, but you gotta be careful about this..."-


    Ines was getting a headache as she listened. If her aunt knew that she was married to a man out of


    the blue, would she faint from anger?


    "Auntie, let''s allow things to happen naturally, especially regarding feelings."


    "I know that. I''m not worried. Your uncle and I are watching out for you. Just don''t do anything


    terrible."


    "You know Izzy''s character. She’s always been very careful with what she does. How could she


    possibly do anything crazy? Just rx," Zander said.


    Ines felt the air around her get thicker, making it hard for her to breathe. She quickly finished her


    breakfast and left home. She couldn’t mention her marriage now. She could still hear her aunt and


    uncle''s voices as she ran out the door.


    "This child ran away so fast. Does she think I nag too much?"


    "You do nag a lot."


    Before Ines reached the bus stop, she saw the No. 12 bus parked at the tform, so she had to run


    to it. There were still empty seats because it was the starting station. Ines found a seat near the


    back.


    As soon as she sat down, her phone rang in her bag. The name "Ethan" shed on the screen. She


    was at a loss for words.


    This would have been a dream if not for the marriage certificate in her drawer. How else could


    someone be a wife in just one day, especially to a man she had only met once?


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    She wondered why he was calling so early.


    Ines hesitated and picked up the phone before it stopped ringing. She was unsure of how to start


    the conversation. She resorted to talking like she spoke to a stranger, "Hello, this is Ines."


    "No need to introduce yourself. I know you''re Mrs. Meyer."


    The man''s low, teasing voice made Ines flush with embarrassment. She timidly asked, "What do


    you need from me?"


    "I wanted to speak to Mrs. Meyer, and remind her that she’s a married woman. Don’t take so long to


    answer her husband’s call."


    Ines was taken aback, wondering how this man could be so perceptive. He knew she hesitated.


    "Um. When youe, make sure to let me know first. Don''t visit when I’m not there. It’s better if we


    are there together," Ines said, changing the subject.


    "Mrs. Meyer, I''ll finish work as soon as possible, pick you up early, and take you home."


    What was the reason for this? She was worried about him showing up unexpectedly, catching her


    off guard. It was clear she was against the idea of a rushed marriage. They needed to carefully


    figure out how to tell her parents.


    This man seemed different from the one she sawst night. Yesterday, Ines met a calm and elegant


    gentleman. Why did he now seem frisky?


    The two continued to chat, nearly half an hour went by before they knew it. Ines hung up when she


    arrived at the firm.