WIFE CONTRACT DEBT REDEEMER
Only a contract wife

My name is Angelina Louis, the second of two children of Gary Louis. My father just died a few months ago leaving behind a lot of debt. While my brother named Sean Louis fled the jungle after knowing that his father's company went bankrupt and left a lot of debt. But I can only give up when I know that fact.

When I was desperate and lost my way, someone came to me offering me a deal. Henry Bastian Campbell is the man. To me he is both a guardian angel and a lifeline in my eyes. I who had no other choice could only accept the deal she had made in black and white as the wife of a debt-redeemer contract.

Henry Bastian Campbell, I didn't know much about him at first. Only that name is familiar to me, because that name as I remember often appeared in various business magazines around the world. Even his fame exceeded that of popular celebrities. My father, Gary Louis, was a successful businessman in New York City. However, because of one thing my father had to go bankrupt to die from having a heart attack. I who do not know about it, was shocked by the terrible reality that came in my family. Until I finally got to this point, being Henry Bastian Campbell's contract wife.

Our marriage was only a contract, nobody knew anything about it except a few of Henry's confidants. That's one of the terms of our marriage contract. I don't know what the real reason Henry did it. I was just thinking if other than because of the debt, that guy had other motives for me. Butwhat? Until now I don't know the real reason and I won't give up trying to figure out why. Marrying someone we don't love, especially because of debt, isn't it like living in the hell of the world? Although the husband is a seemingly impeccable man like Henry Bastian Campbell, a young businessman who controlled business in almost all regions of the world with his genius.

I try to walk as normal as possible even though my center still hurts, the pain is still clearly felt. Henry did it rough last night. Such a cruel man intentionally did it to hurt me. The shadow of last night was still clearly remembered, and what hurt me most about the man with the title of husband was doing it many times when I felt like my body was numb.

“Breakfast is ready, Mistress.” A waiter offered me breakfast that morning when I just got out of the room.

“Thank you.”

My eyes go around the whole room, “Has he gone?” I asked a young waitress named Miranda.

“Who, Mistress? What do you mean Mr?”

“Ya, who else?” I smiled wryly.

“Mr Henry left a few minutes ago, and he had advised that as long as Mr did not return you should stay home,” Miranda told reporters. “If there is nothing you need anymore, I withdraw, Mrs.” Miranda bowed her head slightly and left.

“Which is right, did that guy mean to lock me up in this house?” I smiled bitterly staring blankly with an annoyed feeling.

***

It's been almost a week since the night of my marriage to Henry. The man no longer appeared in this house. Yes, the house that I live in alone and the two maids in the house that is large enough for me to live alone. Henry's house. The man told me to stay here while he was his wife. I who did not have a place to live could only resign when the man told me to stay here. Ever since my father died and all his assets were taken away I've been really poor, more like a vagabond if Henry doesn't offer a deal to be his contract wife.

A perfect man who looks good in people's eyes, yet somehow I feel he has other plans to marry me. I don't know much about Henry Bastian Campbell, and I'm sure sooner or later I'm going to find out what he's really hiding from me.

I who already feel bored being in the house like this start to feel annoyed. Do I have to stay locked up in this house forever? Nah! I have to act. That guy can't be so mean to me like this. Although I am only his wife on paper, I also have the right to be free.

I don't know since when I fell asleep, which I remember I spent the night reading a book. I feel like my body is heavy, crunching and rustling. I wanted to open my eyes, but it still felt heavy. What exactly is happening to me right now?

The longer it feels if my body reacts this way because of a touch. Am I not alone in this room? Is there anyone but me now? Could it...

My lips were powerless to make no sound, until I sighed unconsciously. When that touch gets me drunk, it's too good. All my life I've only ever felt this way, is this what is called worldly pleasure?

“Do you enjoy it now, Angelina Louis?”

That voice awakened me from reality, until I finally opened my eyes wide. Sure enough, that voice was the voice of someone I knew, who else if not my own current husband, Henry.

“You??? Since when did you come and enter this room?!” I half got up widening my eyes wide, still in shock staring at the figure in a dim light.

The figure smirked, the one who felt ashamed could only freeze.

“How does it feel? Did you enjoy it?” ask her with a mocking smile.

“What do you mean, Henry?” I asked with a slightly nervous tone.

“It's definitely not, if my point is to tease you and you gladly accept it. Can I make sure if it is not me who comes to this room, you will not reject it,” he said sharp and piercing.

My teeth clenched tightly, my two eyes festering rapidly as the condescending statement rang out clearly in my ears.

“You-you're outrageous, Henry.” I said with a body trembling with emotion.

Henry drew himself closer to me, the closer I could feel his breath on my face that might turn red.

“You want to know the conclusion of Angelin?” Henry raised the corner of his lips, “A hypocritical woman! You are a hypocritical woman who acts like a victim when deep inside you, you also enjoy it, right?” frequently later.

Reflexively one of my hands floated up, but Henry quickly caught it before it descended on his sickly haughty face.

“You want to slap me? Don't expect you to do it!” Henry violently threw my hand out and made me scream in pain.

“Why are you treating me like this, Henry? Say!” I could no longer hold back my tears that wanted to come out, now I could only stare at him with a stingy breath.

“You want to know why? The reason is because you were born into the Louis family!” Henry stared madly at me, “And I have sworn I will torment you during this marriage with me!”