The last summer break of high school was the shortest summer break in a student's life. I was very excited and happy because after studying so hard, I had finally been accepted by the National University of Economics.
Going to this university was my goal and also my deceased father's dream. In order to pass the entrance exam, I had to put all my effort and never stop trying.
Other kids just had to focus on their studies, but I couldn't. Outside school hours, I had to help my stepmother take care of the family's shop. The shop was crowded and I couldn't return home until ten o'clock at night. I could only study at midnight, the study time was too little while my books were very thick, so I felt exhausted sometimes. I had been afraid that I could not pass the entrance exam to get into the National University of Economics.
My mother passed away when I was a little kid, my father got a new wife, and then he also left this world in a tragic accident. Since then, I have lived with my stepmother and my younger brother.
I always felt that I was an unlucky person. I envied my friends and my younger brother because they had a peaceful life with their parents loving them. There were so many times when I resented my stepmother because she always took care of my younger brother and ignored me.
The link between me and her was my father. Since the day my father left this world, I knew she had no more obligations to me, she was kind enough that she didn't leave me alone.
Since summer break, I started to do a part-time job. My stepmother said that she only raised me until I finished high school. If I wanted to go to college, I had to earn money to support myself. She wouldn't help me pay my tuition fees. Fortunately, I found a job with a good salary.
As usual, I started work early in the morning and returned when it was already dark. If I had to work overtime, I would get paid a lot more. For a person who was in dire need of money like me, overtime was a good thing.
When the bus stopped at the side of the main road, I got off the bus and walked for a long time before I got to the mansion where I worked. Since my boss, Matthew, had an accident and his legs injured, he wanted to live in a quiet place, so his mansion was located quite far from a residential area.
I walked on the familiar road leading to the mansion, while walking, I listened to music with my headphones. This was the only time when I felt relaxed and forgot about all of the burden of money.
Matthew was a man with an injured leg, temporarily confined to a wheelchair. He did surgery a month ago. Luckily, The surgery was successful. He was in convalescence to recuperate. Every day a rehabilitation doctor would come here to treat him. My boss's temper was not very good. There were times when he didn't want to eat and even rejected doing therapeutic exercises adamantly.
My job was quite simple, just following Matthew. When he asked me to do something, I would do it. Because Matthew's leg was injured, he had to hire another person to follow him closely, and that was me. I felt quite licky about that.
Gradually, Matthew's leg got better and better but he still needed a wheelchair. I felt happy for him, but I couldn't help but worry. Because his leg was injured, he hired me. If he recovered, I might lose this job. It was really hard for me to find a job as good as this one. So I didn't want to lose it.
The first time I met Matthew was in the flower garden behind the mansion, he was only wearing simple black clothes and he was sitting in a wheelchair with messy hair, long beard and deep eyes. He looked at the flowers soullessly.
Despite appearing in such a shabby appearance, he was still extremely handsome and attractive. He exuded a cold breath that no one dared to approach.
His assistant, Brian, introduced me to him, he didn't say a word in response and didn't even look up at me. He just nodded slightly as if he had accepted me to work here.
I stood at a distance and quietly watched him. Brian told me that I was extremely lucky because that day his mood was much better, he was even willing to go outside to get some fresh air. That's why I got this job so easily.
Like always, after I entered the mansion, I would prepare breakfast downstairs. But suddenly I heard a loud "bang" coming down from upstairs.
The loud sound coming from the second floor made me startle, I was just afraid that something bad had happened to Matthew.
I immediately put down the plate in my hand and then quickly went upstairs, going straight to his room. Through the open door, I saw a man lying on the ground, his whole body shaking, and behind him was a wheelchair.
I quickly ran up to help him get up. Normally, I wouldn't stand too far from him. But when I got here in the morning, I saw his assistant coming to find him, so I went downstairs to prepare breakfast. However, I didn't see his assistant anywhere in the room now. Why would he leave without even informing me?
I had made a huge mistake, perhaps before Matthew recovered, I was fired because of my negligence.
I had never seen him in such a bad situation, he tried to reach for his wheelchair but there was no way for him to get up.
I took care of him for such a long time, but I had never seen him fall before. Previously, he was confined to a wheelchair, but he still exuded the arrogance of a successful man, sometimes that aura even made me forget he was an injured person.
I hold out my hand to help him. Unexpectedly, as soon as I got close to him, he coldly said, "Don't touch me."
I was startled but not surprised, the hands that were reaching out to support him suddenly stopped moving. I knew Matthew hated others touching him, but if I didn't help him out, he wouldn't be able to get up. Matthew was arrogant, prideful and stern. He didn't want others to see him in such a pathetic situation. "Mr. Brown, are you okay?" I said, worrying. Matthew met my worried gaze, he carefully put his hand on the floor, trying to push himself up and sit on the wheelchair again but he didn't have enough strength so he fell to the ground again. I hold out my hand again, trying to help him out. “Don’t touch me!” He said it again, gritting his teeth. In my mind, I kept thinking. If I didn't help him out, it means I didn't fulfill my responsibilities then I would be fired by his mother but if I did, it means I didn’t listen to him, and I might also be fired. What should I do to not be fired? Making money was not easy at all, the higher the salary was, the more responsibility was
A working day had come to an end, I still hadn't heard from Brian about the salary advance. Although I was very impatient, I still refrained from asking too many questions. Brian and Mrs. Brown were both extremely busy, the two of them had a lot of important work to do, they couldn't get my work done quickly. For me, the salary advance was very important, but for them it might not be worth mentioning. I returned home when the sun had just set. From the day I graduated from high school, I had to stand on my own two feet. If Brian didn't answer me about the salary advance the next day, I had to take the initiative to ask him. I needed to know if I could get the salary advance or not. If not, I had to find another way. I just needed to work hard for four years. After graduating, I would find a job and my life would be better. I could buy the things I liked, do the things I wanted to do and also didn't have to be jealous of anyone anymore. Just thinking about the bright future, a little
I didn't know when it was pouring rain outside the window, I did bring an umbrella, but that small umbrella of mine could hardly withstand such heavy wind and rain. After thinking for a while, I decided to stay here until the rain stopped and then take the bus back. Matthew's act was very fast. When Brian put the marriage agreement in front of me, waiting for me to sign. I still felt surprised and could not believe my eyes. I was going to get married? Married to a billionaire, a billionaire I was only known for over a month. I looked at the contract carefully, my hand trembled slightly, but then I resolutely signed the contract without any more hesitation. “Do you need more time to think?” Before I signed the contract, Matthew asked me. "If I don't marry you, will you agree to give me the salary advance or lend me money?" I turned to him, eyes wide, waiting for an answer. Matthew shook his head. I smiled slightly and then signed the contract emphatically. Based on the contract
All the way back to my house, I racked my brains to find an explanation to my stepmother and younger brother why I decided to move out of my house. As for the stepmother, I was not too worried, as long as I didn't do anything to affect my brother, she definitely wouldn't care about me. My brother was different, he was my only blood relative in this life and also the person I cared the most. Since childhood, my brother had always considered me as an example to follow. I didn't want him to know that I had to sign a marriage contract because of money. Actually, I could lie to my brother by saying that I found a good job, but it was far away from home so I had to stay in a boarding house. My brother would definitely believe it. But there was a problem, my brother was a person who really liked surprising others. If he suddenly comes over to surprise, everything would be revealed and then he would definitely be very disappointing to me. So what should I do now? The car came to the end of
Early the next morning, I finished packing up my things and prepared to move into Matthew's mansion. My stepmother and younger brother were sitting seriously on the sofa and drinking water while waiting for Matthew. Last night I told the two of them that I had a boyfriend and decided to move out of my house to be with him. My stepmother was very surprised. I only focused on studying everyday and had no time to go out with friends, she didn't think I would have a boyfriend. Although she had many doubts, she didn't ask many questions. "Why do you suddenly want to move into your boyfriend's house? What kind of person was he? Was he good to you?" She asked. "He was Matthew, he was a very good person, always caring and taking care of me. You don't need to worry, he will take good care of me." I answered. The stepmother quietly nodded, actually she didn't care if he was a good person or not or how my life would be after moving in with him, she was just pretending to care about me so sh
When the phone call ended, my brother immediately turned to look at me with a questioning look."Why are you looking at me like that? What do you want to say?" I spoke up, my voice extremely annoyed.I intentionally used that annoying tone with the intention of scaring my brother so he wouldn't be prying into my story. Of course it worked. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to turn his face in the other direction. His face was still extremely angry, his lips were pouted, but he did not dare to say anything more."Now your responsibility is to study, not to meddle in your sister's affair. Your sister is an adult, she knows what is right, what is wrong and what she needs to do. If you could be like your sister, I wouldn't have to worry so much. So please don't tell my sister what to do. You just need to follow her.” My stepmother spoke up.The fact that I moved out was also very beneficial to her, after I left, I would definitely not return, she no longer had any responsibility t
After I said goodbye to Venn, I got into the car and sat in the back seat with Matthew. I was a little nervous. The relationship between me and Matthew was a partnership. I wasn't afraid of him, but today I asked him to pretend with me to ease my brother, causing him to go out while his leg was injured. so I was a little embarrassed. The car went through a small alley and went straight up the highway. It was still a familiar road that I take every day, but traveling by car with Matthew gave me a very different feeling."Thank you!" I turned to Matthew and said.“No need to thank me, you just need to follow my contract.” Matthew said faintly."Of course."The contract compensation was ten times more than what Matthew paid me. How can I dare not do well?Brian's driving technique was very good, and soon the car stopped in front of the mansion.The maids had already placed a wheelchair beside the car. Brian got out of the car first, then helped Matthew out. I also approached and gave Br
All the items that the fashion store staff brought here were brought up to my new room by the maids. Just watching other people work without doing anything, my hands were a little itchy. Becoming Matthew's wife, I certainly wouldn't have the opportunity to do those jobs that I used to do again. Maybe I had to buy some books for my studies. This was a good opportunity for me to improve my knowledge. I hoped that I could get a scholarship in the first semester in college. Tonight, Matthew hadn't stayed with me in our new room, he would move in after we registered for marriage. The new room was extremely spacious, there was a large bed and a sofa in the room, Matthew also set a small table near the window so people could sit there and watch the scenery outside. Inside our room also had a very large storage room, my belongings were neatly arranged on one side and Matthew's were arranged on the other side. The room was decorated in a feminine style, the curtains and bed sheets were all