'Marrying a stranger?'

A woman who was currently sweeping her living room, with her long curly hair tied in a pony, looked annoyed as she heard her phone ring.

She put the broom beside the couch, fixed her loose blue shirt, and sat where her phone was placed. 

"What is it, Atty. Lor Vasquez? Did I receive a summons or something?" The woman cheerfully asked as she answered the phone.

[ You really wish for it, huh? Seriously? ]

"Nah, I just want you to work."

[ I am working! ]

The woman chuckled. "Yeah. Yeah."

[ Anyway, Eliza... I called for a reason. ]

The woman, named Eliza, stood up and continued sweeping the floor while holding the phone in her left hand. "What is it?"

[ Are you interested in marrying a stranger? ]

Eliza was stunned. "Damn it, bro. You're selling your best friend?!"

[ What?! No! I will never risk my profession for that, idiot. I'm offering you a job. ]

Eliza's left brow was raised. "A job? Marraige? A job?! Are you telling me marrying someone is a job?"

[ I know it's unbelievable, but it's true. My client wanted me to look for a contract wife who's trustworthy and decent. ]

Eliza laughed. "Are you kidding me? Trustworthy? Decent?"

[ Liz, I'm serious... Okay. I really need your help. And you're the only one I can trust with this. ]

Eliza took a deep sigh. "Lor, I understand. But it's a marriage. You're telling me to marry someone! I'm not even ready to be in a committed relationship. Now you want me to take the shortcut? Marriage life is not a joke!"

Eliza heard him let out a long sigh.

[ Listen. My client wasn't looking for a wife to take care of him or share a bed with him. He just wanted a wife he could introduce to his grandparents. He just wanted to show them he's marrying. ]

"That's ridiculous."

[ I know... That's why it's a job. You will be paid for it. And it is contracted. Perhaps he will divorce you later on. ]

Eliza was in deep thought. A part of her wanted to help him, but a part of her was also hesitating. "How much will my salary be?"

[ Approximately a million every month. ]

Eliza's mouth hung in disbelief. "No way! Seriously?!"

[ Did I get your interest? Yes. It's million. ]

Eliza bit her lower lip, slightly stomping her feet while thinking about the offer. 

It's million! No one will ever pay me that much for a salary! Although monthly is a bit too good to be true... But it's still a million!

Her thoughts wandered.

[ What do you say? ]

Eliza took a deep breath and said, "Okay. I'll accept the offer."

[ Really?! Thank you! Thank you! When are you available to sign the contract? ]

"Mhmm... How about..." Eliza looked at her calendar and said, "On Friday?"

[ Uh. Tomorrow? ]

"Come on, Lor. I said Friday!" Eliza rolled her eyes as she finished her sweeping. "I won't be available tomorrow. I'll visit my mom."

[ Alright. Friday then. I'll pick you up by 8 in the morning. ]

"Okay," Eliza replied, and then they hung up the call.

Eliza was now in deep thought, wondering whether she had made the right decision or if she was being careless.

Eliza flopped on her couch and bonked her head with the pillow. "You stupid woman! For money, you're literally going to marry a stranger! Ugh!"