Autumn Frost

Chapter 1

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Qiu Shuang's pov

My name is Yu Qiu Shuang. But tomorrow, I would be married and be Mrs Blythe, the sixth wife of a man.

It all happened in a rush. Two years ago when I was 18, I had just graduated from high school.

As soon as the graduation ceremony ended, Dad dragged me into his car and drove off.

It was unusual for Dad to do that, because, you see, he was always busy with work. Never did he took out some time and spend it with his daughter.

I wasn't close with my dad. So our feelings are mutual but, this very act of driving me back home had never happened in my whole 18 years of life.

Turns out he had a purpose to do that. I could remember that day clearly like it was yesterday.

"Dad? What's wrong?" I was still feeling elated from the ceremony earlier before and had barely noticed that we were not going home using our usual road.

He was anxious, I could tell. The way his fingers tapped the steering wheel and the way his Adam apple bobbed had betrayed his calm appearance.

Finally, he spoke.

"You're engaged to Grayson Blythe."

The news hit me like an atomic bomb. I was traumatized; confused, to be exact.

"Grayson Blythe?The American millionaire?"

"Exactly."

My jaw dropped. "But why?"

"Why do you have so many questions..." He muttered, annoyed by my reaction, no doubt. "He contacted me one day saying he would like to marry you. And I see no reason to refuse him. "

I was hurt by my father's tone. How could he not care? Yes it's true we don't share the father-daughter bond, but he could at least have told me about it and allow me to make my own decision!

It's a marriage! Not some love game!

Once I step into marriage I can't go back!

What about my friends? What about my studies? What about my life?!

I sobbed quietly. I didn't want to marry him!

Grayson Blythe was like Christian Grey from 50 shades of grey. A rich ass with good looks, Just with more wives.

And I'm the latest addition to his harem. The sixth one.

But no matter how much I've begged Dad to take his decision back, he wouldn't budge. And somehow he had also convinced mum to give in to this marriage.

Mum's the parent that had always been there for me. And if she gave in to this, it must've be something really important that got her making a hard decision like this.

And now after two years of engagement, we signed our marriage papers individually and I was married off immediately.

That sex addicted freak never once showed up, not even making a simple phone call.

I mean, if we were to be married, aren't we supposed to at least know each other's basics? Like what's our favorite food or what are our interests?

No. Not a single word from him. This was a blind marriage.

And I thought marriage occur only when there's love between two people and they've decided to settle down and live with each other.

Nonsense.