Chapter 4 Wife-For-Hire, One Million


    “You see how many suitors I have. It’s really troubled me, so I could use a wife to ward them off. If you


    agree, I’ll return the pendant. How’s that?”


    nca didn’t think much of it. Just being rumored to be with her was enough, but now marriage?


    Wouldn’t she just get time bombs delivered to her door?


    The key part was, as the head of the Empire Group, he could have taken any woman he liked, so why


    her?


    There had to be something else going on. nca didn’t feel like Matthew had given a solid reason.


    “Why does it have to be me?”


    Matthew smiled faintly. “The way you don’t fear death is suitable for being a meat shield, and you don’t


    have any family background, which saved us a lot of trouble. Are you satisfied with that answer?”


    “…”


    nca didn’t feel like the first half of that statement was praising her, but thatst half did make sense.


    For someone like Matthew, even love and marriage was aplicated of interests and profit.


    Maybe it really was like how he’d put it, and that marrying a girl who had absolutely zero background


    would actually bring him the least trouble.


    As for nca, there was also a huge benefit to marrying him…


    She stood up straight and looked at him. “I can give you my life and be your wife, but in addition to the


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    pendant, I also want one thing more.”


    “Name it.” Matthew looked at her, intrigued.


    “I want some money.”


    She’d given up on treatment ande to Oakshire to look for her parents precisely because it was


    expensive and she didn’t have the money for it. She just wanted to see her birth parents before she


    died.


    Now that she had an opportunity to marry into a rich family, the first thing to do, of course, was to use


    his money for her treatment and extend her life as much as possible so she could buy more time to


    search for her parents.


    nca was afraid that he wouldn’t agree, and added, “Don’t worry, I won’t ask for much. One million


    will do. It’s just pocket change to you, andpared to the value I bring you, it’s more than a fair deal!”


    She spoke like she was an expert salesman, but she’d forgotten that she was selling herself.


    Matthew didn’t even think about it and said right away. “It’s more than fair all right. Deal.”


    With that, he cut a check for one million and ced it before her along with the pendant.


    “When can we go get our marriage certificate?”


    nca’s eyes gleamed. She didn’t think a one-night-stand could have had such a reward, and that she


    could have gotten money for her treatment this easily!”


    “It’s fine whenever! I’ve got my identification on me!” When she’de to Oakshire, she’d been


    prepared to never go back, so she was carrying all her documentation on her.


    “Then let’s do it now. With the certification done, I’ll hold a press conference and go public with our


    rtionship, and you can step up officially to shield me from suitors.”


    “No problem!” nca put the pendant happily around her neck, ced it into her clothes, felt for it, and


    then put the check into her wallet.


    But then, as she got into Matthew’s limo and thought about how she was going to marry him, it didn’t


    feel real.


    She’d married herself off just like that?


    The man was handsome and rich, but it wasn’t the marriage she had in mind. She wanted to marry


    someone she loved.


    But considering that she probably wouldn’t live out half the year, forget romance. Having family was


    lucky enough.


    They reached civil services, and then nca’s phone rang. It was her doctor.


    “Wait for me. I need to take this.”


    She left Matthew, then walked to the side to listen to what the doctor had to say.


    Five minutester, she hung up, her heart fluttering.


    She felt like her life was a roller-coaster. This was way too much excitement. She wanted tough and


    cry all at once.


    The doctor had told her, very guiltily, that her brain cancer had been a misdiagnosis. The hospital was


    very sorry if it had troubled her.


    “Are you done?” Matthew’s voice rang out from behind.


    nca turned around slowly and smiled at him. “I’m done, I’m done. Go in and wait for me. I’m thirsty,


    and I’m just going to go buy a bottle of water.”


    Matthew red at her impatiently. “Hurry up, then.”


    He turned and walked into civil services, while nca grew conflicted.


    With her pendant back, she didn’t have to worry about Matthew threatening her that way, so she was


    left with one choice – flee.