Chapter 10: Contract
Staring at her signature on the paper, Abigail felt a rush of relief wash over her. The whirlwind pace of events had her feeling like she was in a dream.
A whole year – that’s what he had given her, a full year of his life, a year dedicated to a captivating charade simply because he was bored.
Remo Quinn was undoubtedly as twisted as the rumors made him out to be. When she had approached him with the idea of a marriage proposal, she had expected rejection, but his agreement had caught her completely off guard.
Once they had settled on the terms and conditions, he wasted no time and promptly summoned his lawyer to draft a marriage contract and a marriage certificate. The plan was simple: a year of matrimony, after which they’d each go their separate ways. He had even signed a prenup, a gesture to assure her that he wouldn’t take anything from her once the arrangement concluded.
Yet, Abigail knew deep down that this was probably a lie – maybe, just maybe, he would claim her heart. Despite her logical reasoning, she couldn’t deny the undeniable pull she felt towards her soon-to-be husband.
Taking a shaky breath, she closed her eyes for a moment. With the agreement now in place, she was impatient to return home. A tip from one of her cousins earlier that day had informed her that her uncle had launched a search for her, filling her with apprehension.
The last time she had attempted to escape to see her father, she had been caught right at the entrance, Abby shuddered as memories of the torture she had endured flooded back, a chilling reminder of what she was trying to escape from.
Up to now some scars still remain. Life at the Martinez—her mother’s side of the family was hell for Abby after her father got diagnosed with cancer and he had to be hospitalized.
They were all so nice when her father was fit so what had changed?