Jackson POV :
The door of my office opened and as always a smile appeared on my face at the sight of her.
Britney : "hi baby"
Jackson : "exactly when I needed you" I paused. "Well what's up? Have you been busy recently?"
Britney : "a bit, why? "
Jackson : "no reason...though every time I called you, you missed it."
Britney : "oh I'm sorry, my phone was probably silent." She gave me a smile
Jackson : "so what do you came here for?"
Britney : "I was around and I stopped by, besides I've missed you. Why? Want me to leave?"
I chuckled slightly and pulled her closer by her hands. "Not at all"
I hug her while sitting on chair. "I've missed you"
Britney : "how about...skipping today? Hm?"
Jackson : "only if you promise you won't run away"
Britney : "why would I?" She kissed my lips "I love you"
Mr. Weng POV :
"Yes bring the rest of the papers....now!... Hurry up I don't have time" I hanged up and placed the phone on the desk.
A few minutes later my assistant brought the papers.
Secretary limin : "sir, I've brought the marriage contract papers"
Mr. Weng : "good,bring a few more papers,I have to make some changes in the contract."
Secretary limin placed a few papers on the table. "Shall I inform Mr. Jackson and Mrs jiha? "
Mr. Weng : "no, I don't want them to know a thing about this, understood?"
*a week later*
Jiha POV :
I zipped up my dress and checked myself on the mirror for the last time.
I smiled at the beautiful sight of me and then walked out of my room, searching for jackson.
I went to his room but he wasn't there so he must be ready then.
"Ice man? Ice Weng ? Where are you_" I find him sitting on the couch. "Oh so you're here."
Jackson : "can you stop calling me 'ice man' now?"
Jiha : "nope"
Jackson : "or better, don't call me at all"
Jiha : "as if you're so lovely and dear for me to call you every minute"
"Spoiled brat" Jackson muttered to himself before getting up from the couch . I glared at him then grabbed my purse and followed him out of the apartment.
*two minutes later, I'm the car*
"Shall we really go? I mean these galas are so...stupid and annoying."
I leaned against the back of my seat and my legs fitted in my arms.
Jackson : "do I look like someone who wants to go? Especially not with you"
An annoyed smirk appeared on his face but it soon faded away. "Also, don't sit like that in my car."
Jiha : "I sit however I want, wherever I want" I say while checking myself on my mini makeup mirror.
Jackson : "do whatever you want but sit in my car like a normal PERSON"
I closed my mirror and looked at him. "You were saying something?"
Jackson scoffed. "I know you're doing it Intentionally , just stop, it's so nerve-wracking "
Jiha : "is that so?" I grinned and turned my gaze to the car window. "That's what you deserve" I said in low tone.
Jackson scoffed again and kept driving.
After a few minutes we arrived at gala place.
_How great, a gala at penthouse with my very, i emphasize 'very' dear husband.
I'm not me if I don't end this arrangement in less than two years.
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Dollhouse
Romance"my contract marriage was terribly sucks at the beginning but then I realized sometimes you have to take the risk. maybe I was a puppet in this dollhouse or maybe not but I was tough enough...just know that every good ending has a long way to get so...
