I'm Not Feeling Well

As Vincent had predicted, they were approached almost immediately. A man that was much taller than Maya but much shorter than him came over with a wide smile and vigorously shook his hand.

"So nice to see you tonight, Mr. Carlisle! We're grateful for your generous donations as always. Can you introduce me to your lovely companion tonight?" the man asked cheerfully as he turned his attention to her.

If she had to guess, he was one of the main people in charge of this charity. Come to think of it, what was this fundraiser for? Vincent never said.

"This is my wife Maya," he replied nonchalantly.

The man's eyes widened and Maya could practically read his mind. 'This guy of all people can get married?!' She understood the sentiment well after living with him for a week and a half. He was the eternal bachelor type, which was likely why he proposed a contract marriage to a virtual stranger.