I wasn't afraid that Hawkins would not marry me. I just needed to make sure he would pay me as he had promised.
Hawkins skimmed through it and signed his name on it.
I was short on cash.
I didn't care if I was a gold digger to him.
As soon as the wedding was over, I and Hawkins went our separate ways.
If it wasn't for his father's hospitalization due to brain hemorrhage that I had to visit him,
I almost forgot that I was a married woman.
The wealthy Moore family had hired a brain specialist from New York.
A crowd of people crowded into the luxury ward, waiting for Hawkins' father to wake up.
Hawkins was the last one to arrive.
I didn't recognize him as I had face blindness.
"Honey, you don't even say hello to your husband!"
I turned to the direction of the voice.
Suddenly, I felt a tap on my forehead.
"Who are you looking for? I'm right here!" Hawkins said.
It had just been a few months since we last saw each other. Now he had long hair, dressed like a rock guitarist.
"Hawk, your dad's life is still in danger. Behave yourself!"
The woman who scolded him was attractive and she was wearing designer clothes.
I found that she looked a bit familiar.