Contract And Marriage

Sarina

“Grandma,” greeted Maximus. We were at the condo, and his grandmother had just arrived. I was lost and didn’t know what to do because she was looking at me, his grandson, and our intertwined hands.

“Good morning,” I had to greet her as well so I wouldn’t appear snobbish, or she’d think I was disrespectful. She raised his eyebrows before facing Maximus.

“How are you, grandson?” she asked, settling herself on the couch next to Maximus’ wheelchair. He was sitting there while I was on the other side, so we were like in a love triangle picture.

“As you can see, I’m perfectly fine. My wife is taking care of me.”

“It must be because she gets paid for that!” Ouch! She didn’t even honk her horn; I would have hit her if she wasn’t so old.

“Grandma…”

“What? It’s true! Why? Do you think she would work properly if she’s not well compensated? She had better do her job, or I will report her to the nurse’s association.”

“Sarina is now my wife, grandma.”

“So?” the old woman asked, raising her brows. Maximus is so lucky that he couldn’t see how his grandma looked. Since I was the one who was able to do that, I couldn’t help but feel annoyed because I knew her anger was directed at me; I couldn’t help but roll my eyes internally. Hmph!

“Calm down first, Madam, and you seem to be in a bad mood,” Lisa said, placing juice on the center table. “And the weather here intensified it,” she added.

“Thank you so much, Lisa,” the old man said with a smile that raised my eyebrows, and Grandma saw that. “And what makes you raise your eyebrows?” she asked again as Lisa left.

“It’s because I notice you can be respectful, but why except me?” Of course, I also needed to answer.

“What! Is this the kind of woman you married?” Very angry and looking like she wants to hurt me, said Granny. That’s all I can do; I don’t want to talk back to her and appear disrespectful; she’s still my husband’s grandmother. Even I respect my father, who made me agree to the situation I’m in now, even though I know this is how she’ll react when she finds out that his grandson is married to a poor, starving nurse like me.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

“With how you talk to her, anyone in her shoes would act the same.”

“Are you defending her? If Midori were the one you married, I wouldn’t be doing this now. You know this woman only wants money from you.”

“Which didn’t happen. Grandma, you know what Midori did after she saw my situation.”

“Her father just influenced her. Your uncle Botan was scared for her. You know how parents are, especially since Midori is a girl; your uncle doesn’t want his only princess to suffer.”

What the! Botan, like a boner! He addresses him as Maximus’ uncle, huh? If I know, it’s just because he’s rich. That’s why she understands Midori’s father’s behavior.

“Grandma, I’m already married, so we can do nothing. No matter what you insist on, I am not leaving my wife,” Maximus said, sounding and looking so sincere that I almost believed him. He is such a good actor.

“Maximus! I don’t care about your marriage! The church didn’t bless it.”

“Wow!” I exclaimed, causing the old woman to look at me.

“And what do you mean by that?” she asked angrily.

“No, I just didn’t think you believed in God.” It doesn’t appear to me that way, and of course, I didn’t say that out loud. She’s old and might get a heart attack if I continuously rant at her. I didn’t want to be blamed if she died.

“Anyway, I’m very happy that you thought about having surgery. If you had done that before, Midori wouldn’t have had to stay away; you would have been so happy.”

With that bitch’s character? I doubt if my husband will be happy with her. She’s a flirt! I want to shout at the old woman that Maximus is not suitable for that bitch.

“It was Sarina who encouraged me, grandma. So you should thank her,” said my husband, smiling. I don’t remember encouraging him to have surgery or to undergo therapy. All we did was argue and fight with words because of his pervertedness.

“Hey, Maximus! No matter how much you build that woman up, I won’t believe it and will never accept her. Naturally! She will try to do anything to get you. You’re handsome and rich! What else would she be looking for?”

“Grandma, just because you think your grandson is God’s gift to women doesn’t mean every woman on earth will like him.”

“And you still want to appear clean and righteous. Isn’t his money what attracts you to him?” she asked. I was about to answer, but Maximus stopped me.

“Grandma, don’t say that. You didn’t know how much effort I made to woo Sarina; I felt relieved that I made her fall for me.” Come on! Where did that come from? I looked at my husband, slowly getting up from his wheelchair and groping in the vacant space beside me and sitting.

“You can stand now?” the old woman asked in shock, happiness evident from her face. Maybe Maximus hadn’t told her about the development of his therapy, which surprised her.

“Yes, grandma,” was my husband’s reply, smiling.

“I’m sure Midori will be happy to know about this!” What a shame! That woman knew that but didn’t tell the old woman even though she had reported that Maximus and I were married. For what? So, may she appear in love with Maximus by accepting him and his condition? Oh, she’s fake!

“Grandma, please don’t mention Midori before my wife.”

“And why not? And you know what? I invited her here as well…” This old woman gives me a high blood. Did she really invite that bitch here? Then we heard the doorbell ring, which Lisa quickly answered.

“Granny!!!” the bitch screamed excitedly.

“Oh, dear Midori..” The old woman smiled brightly, and it was obvious that she was happy to see the bitch. I can’t help but make a face; it’s annoying because she should be sweet to me. After all, I’m his grandson’s wife. Wealthy people are really like this. I felt Maximus holding my hand, so I turned and found him looking at me like he could actually see me.

“Are you okay, Love?”

“Of course! Why wouldn’t I?” I also asked, trying to hide my annoyance for his grandmother. I don’t know how long I can tolerate the old woman’s behavior and treatment of me. Still, I will try not to talk back or make her angry because I’m not used to doing that to people her age. I’ve been disrespectful to my grandmother if I speak badly to her. Also, I don’t want anyone to do that to my parents either.

Right now, I have to be patient with her and the bitch, who looks like she’s planning something bad based on the way she’s grinning at me. I had a feeling that this was going to be a long day.