My beloved wife

Aaron's words rendered everyone in shock, even Wendy.

Rita's eyes widened, staring at him directly as if daring him to say it again. "What did you say?" she snapped.

"The date went well," he replied, glancing at Wendy as he motioned to the woman right in front of her. "She's the one."

"Mr. Aaron–" Wendy was about to say something when Rita interrupted her, her face as red as a tomato. "What did you mean it went well? Are you crazy? Are you kidding me, Aaron?"

Hearing Aaron's words of affirmation followed Rita's long string of profanity, her parents rushed over to alleviate the situation. Jack was ecstatic as he gripped Rita by the shoulders. "That's fantastic. Mr. Aaron is a good man, Rita. You'd do well with him."

"All he is, is a jerk," she snapped, snorting.

"Don't say that!" Jack scolded. However, the other man was unaffected by her insults.

"It's settled then." Aaron clasped his hands, a wide grin appearing in his face.

"Since we only just met once, how can we get married..."

"Twice."

instantly corrected Rita. "If you include the last time

her father already had other plans. Jack, anxious, on what seemed to be the last

anything more on that, Jack dragged her away,

Rita scowled. "Don't expect me

situation of our family right now. If the news of your marriage gets out, our stock will definitely go up, and our family will be saved. If you can get the

interrupted. "I'm your daughter, not your goods that

want to watch it fall? Do you want to see us on the streets?" Jack took Rita's hands affectionately, his thumb doing circles around her skin. "My dear daughter, please. I just want you to help me

refuse him. However, this request was just deeply uncomfortable for

had already extended

he was already eager to marry her off. For so long, the Gu family had not been able to become one of the top richest families. However, things were already starting to

third meeting of Rita and

Hotel. The music fountain was shining at the center of it all, reflecting the colorful lights that shone around it. Countless of people surrounded the place, talking

never appreciated such luxurious banquets, being very uncomfortable under the spotlight. She leaned against the glass walls, holding a glass of champagne as she stared

curly hair loosing on her shoulder. She had almond eyes, small red lips. She looked like a model. All eyes were on

he led her out of the dancing floor,

no idea that Aaron was approaching her

the woman. She was Yvonne Jiang, a popular star, and also