The next morning, I woke up with major hangover. After hours of wondering, I finally remembered what had happened last night. Party. Pulling. Mr.Jerk. Drinks. Bed. Ugh. I can't believe I talked to him! He is pretty rich though.... No! I'm getting off topic. Well, after eating breakfast my parents called. "Hey mom, hey dad."
"Well hellooooo honey! How are you!" Mom. I knew her honey sweet voice.
"Hi dear" Dad and his sad one. I heard him walk away.
"Hey. How are you guys?"
"Oh we're fine hun!"
"Have you guys heard of a James Rogers before?"
"James Rogers IV you mean! Yes we know him and his parents."
"Ugh. Well, I met him last night."
"Great hun! We need you to marry him!"
"Uh...WHAT?!"
"Well, we are broke now. I kinda spent all our money on shoes..."
"MOM!!!"
"Aaaaaand, if you marry James, we will get lots of money!!!"
"Oh my god mom! No! I will NOT marry a guy for money!"
"But hun....."
"NO!"
I hung up. Enough foolishness for one day. I had to think. Should I marry him? I hardly even know him!
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My "Happy" Marriage
RandomA woman's marriage is ruined after her husband and his love for plastic surgery ruins her life.
