Chapter 3 I still can't flee

He just lied to me, "Do you think I have no idea about that? The cufflinks need to be in pairs, and how can I know whether they're real or not? After all, I'm not the one selling jewelry!" I jumped up from my stool in excitement, being very unease, "You must at least be able to pay for this barbecue!"

He took off the other cufflink and tapped it on the table, "Here you go."

"No. I'm leaving." I decided to leave him here before the landlady asked me to pay the bill, "Go figure it out by yourself, lovely brother. You are too exaggerative."

I was about to run away when I suddenly heard the man's slow voice, "Are you sure?"

I turned my head around and glared at him, "Just go and sue me!"

He also turned back and looked at me with a faintly playful expression, "I've always considered it will be a privilege and a good opportunity to make friends with people who are richer than ourselves."

Seeing that I stopped there, he showed that annoying confidence, "You seem to be in urgent need of money, and I happen to have plenty of that. For young girls like you, money is the most basic need." This time he was even more frank, "What can you do with five hundred dollars? Finding a boyfriend and buying him a little shoddy gift? And then you spend the night together? To be frankly, I think you're pretty cute and would be willing to give you the opportunity to make a friend with me and treat me with a meal ...is that too exaggerative?"

I decided to give him a class, so I sat back, "Do you know how long I need to earn five hundred dollars?"

He was slightly struck and said, "An hour."

"Ten days!" I was so furious, "You need to be nicer to me if you want me to pay for your dinner. Is this your attitude to ask for favors?"

"Wow." He looked at me seriously with his arms resting on the table and his body leaning over, "What kind of attitude do you need?"

"Be gentle."

"Fine." He nodded, following by a hint of distress, "In what degree?"

As it turned out, I took the opportunity to mention, "The lawyer's letter."

I could just tell that he was that kind of guy who looked like a newly rich even he wore a sack, which of course could be attributed my narrow horizon. But his graceful posture on the small bench had fully convinced me of his ability to sue me.

"It's a matter of your own intelligence." He looked at me coldly with a little contempt, "I have no evidence or any eyewitnesses. Miss Lying."

Good job!

I stood up gracefully, pinching the two buttons, and said proudly, "Then please settle your own bill, Mr. Bragging; I'm stingy and never pay for anyone's dinner."

This was the first time I'd ever met Lewis in the real sense.

And since that day, I still had no idea about what kind of fate was waiting for me after meeting him.

Was it a passerby, a kind of luck, or a disaster?

That day, as soon as I left the snack street, a Mercedes-Benz was stopped in front of me. Mr. Miller came out from the car. He was a fat old man with a bright head and small black eyes shining shrewd light.

It was all for the money that I'd like to take such a great risk to do this thing.

My family was the main responsible party for the bombing. More than a dozen families in that building had lost their homes and were heavily in debt.

I needed the money because even if I could wait, the relatives of my old neighbors couldn't wait. Many of the people who died were elders who watched me grow up, and I wanted to compensate their families as much as possible.

At the end of the day, I obtained the marriage license with the name changed to Winnie Wilson.

I didn't know how Lewis explained to Mr. Miller. In short, I got the money promised to me. Mr. Miller also called me to express his satisfaction.

But I had a new problem.

To keep the secret, I moved into Lewis' house.

In his words, his family members would come at any moment, and if Lydia failed to appear in this period, then I needed to play her role.

To be honest, I felt that Lewis didn't care whom he married, because he didn't even ask me what happened to Lydia from the beginning to the end?

Luckily, I didn't know that, so neither did I need to answer as he had no interest in it.

Afterwards, Lewis appointed Cicely to sign a prenuptial agreement with me, offering me a property of 500,000 dollars and a villa, and a new mobile phone.

So, I finally realized that I had been married....

It could not be regarded as a real marriage, while paying off debt is a big deal. So, I treated my only one best friend with a meal.

My best friend was named Cindy, from a well-off family. Her father was a painter and her mother was a beautiful housewife. She gave me a lot of clothes to wear after the accident of my family since we were in the similar figure.

The place we met was the hotpot restaurant in front of our school. I returned the money to Cindy, and she took it and asked me how I got it. I told her that it was from a distant relative.

She was very happy and asked me, "What kind of relative? It seems to be a very rich guy. Does he treat you well?"

"Pretty good." Since I was in the same university with Cindy, so she would inevitably meet Lewis later. I could only make up a story, "It's a cousin of mine."

"That's nice, your cousin must be handsome since you're so pretty!" Cindy got excited, "Tell me if he had a girlfriend. Will I have a chance to be his girlfriend?"

"...Okay, I'll ask him." I answered and listed some other hints, "He seems to have a girlfriend, or maybe a wife, or in some other relationship."

"You just ask him first. By the way, the other day......."

As she was talking, a cell phone rang.

I didn't realize at first, only to hear that phone ringing for a long time, and Cindy pouted at me, "It's your phone."

I got nervous for a second and pulled out my phone, explaining to her, "I'm going to take a call."

"OK." Cindy stared at my phone and nodded.

I walked out of the door and answered the phone, it was Lewis' number which had been saved when the phone was given to me. There were only two contacts, and the other one was Cicely.

It was the first time that we contacted each other after getting married, and I still felt nervous to talk with him, "Hello, Mr. Wilson."

"Why did you take so long to answer the phone?"

I just said, "Sorry, I'm not used to the ring."

"Get another one." His voice sounded gentle, and he seemed to be in a good mood, "I hope to be able to contact you at any time."

I humbly said, "Okay, I got it."

"Unhappy?"

"Very happy." I said that from the bottom of my heart, "I'm really happy."

"I hope that's always the case." Lewis said, "Miss Wilson, promise me that you'll move in by five o'clock this afternoon."

"Yes." I replied in a hurry, "I'm ready."

"Good." A soft tapping sound came from his side. Maybe he was tapping on the keyboard, "I'm not in Carmel right now and I won't be back until Saturday."

I was relieved, "Have a good time then."

"Why Mr. Miller choose you to get married with me?" Although he seemed to criticize me, his tone was clearly friendly, "I'm calling to remind you to be well prepared, and I like gentle and honest girls."

I was a little bit mumpish, "OK."

He added, "Besides, take more rest. I like you to be a little plumper."

"Okay."

When I returned to the restaurant, Cindy was biting the chopsticks. I sat back, then she looked up at me and asked, "Your cousin's phone?"

"Hmm."

"Then why are you unpleasant about it?" She asked, "Your cousin bought you this phone, didn't he?"

"Hmm."

"That's nice. It's over ten thousand dollars. My dad still has to think twice for buying it for me." Cindy said happily, "Hand over your new cell phone number!"

I told her the number, and Cindy called out, "Wonderful! Six consecutive numbers! What's your cousin's job?"

"I don't know."

Cindy kept my number and smiled happily, "Winnie. Your good fortune has come. I'm so happy for you. No, you're the one who's supposed to be so lucky! But after all, you've been separated from your cousin for so many years. Now you have to be a little more excited so that he will adore you."

I nodded.

Cindy continued, "Well, don't be so depressed. You haven't laughed since the accident happened to your family. I've been afraid to say these with you. You've done enough for the Cooper family, really."

"I won't be able to sit here without them. Mom and Dad treat me like I'm their own child, and it's not their fault that the accident happened at my family, and besides, even if there's just Justin in my family, but at least I won't be an orphan."

Yes, I was not a biological child of the Cooper family, but a wild child.

One year, the police busted up a child trafficking den, and the kids inside were released, but there were still some wild kids who couldn't find their information, and I was one of them.

With police's arrangement, we kids were adopted, and I was the last one to be adopted.

I didn't know the reason. I only remember that no matter how lively, cute and mentally healthy I presented, no one wanted to adopt me.

I was finally taken home by the Cooper couple when I was eight years old. My mother said she wanted a daughter, and it just happened that I was also named Wilson. It seemed to be the destiny that we met. Due to the special reason, I and my brother Justin were registered as twins.

When the explosion happened, Justin and I survived. Because I was studying in Carmel and Justin was walking his dog downstairs.

The dog saved his life, but he was brain dead and became a patient in coma.

The volunteer group helped to save Justin, and I was busy with paying off my debts by skipping classes.

Now that the debt was paid. All I needed to consider was Justin. If he could wake up, it would be the best. But if not, I would take care of him all my life.

I was now sharing a room with others, and there were many suck kind of rooms for rent in Carmel, which were slightly cheaper than the student dormitories, but they were not bad, very cheap—only 300 dollars a month, so I did not have much luggage, only a small trunk.

Lewis' residence in Carmel was in the Villa Leopolda, a typical Rich Area with high walls and a tightly guarded gate.

After entering the house, Cicely introduced me to the green-eyed British butler Brown who had the same demeanor as Lewis, "Madam, I'm glad to serve you."

Madam ...

Why did I feel so embarrassed?

I couldn't learn this noble and decent manner, so I replied foolishly, "Me too."

They chatted on the things about me. I couldn't interrupt, so I was occupied with looking around the villa, which had three floors in the typical American decoration style with white and light blue being the main colors, which seemed to be difficult to clean.

After that, Brown took me around and finally stopped at the door of my room and said, "Sir sleeps shallowly and doesn't like to be disturbed around, so he needs a separate room."

I would snore when I was very tired, so his requirement was perfectly right.

"The first floor is the common area and the second floor is Madam's activity area, and we prepare the drawing room and the study for you. The third floor, without sir's permission, I hope that you do not go up."

I continued to nod my head.

"Access is till 10:00 pm." I was about to say something when he continued to say, "Because of your ladyship's special status, I hope that you can avoid inviting friends to interrupt us."

I continued to nod my head.