Chapter 3

I looked at him dead serious, feeling utterly defeated. "I just lost a job with flexible hours."

An awkward silence hung in the air for a few seconds.

Tristan raked his hair impatiently, tapped on his profile, and sent a voice message.

"Send her the money."

A minute later, my phone pinged with a cheerful notification.

My hands were shaking, my heart racing with excitement.

I never imagined marriage would totally flip my destiny like this.

"Come on, are you seriously staring at those numbers for half an hour?" Tristan mocked me.

But honestly, I didn't feel offended at all.…