Prologue - The Marriage Certificate
I glanced at the eyes staring at me. The room was thick with anticipation, like a crowd at a boxing match or the World Cup, which only served to make me more nervous. As for the man beside me... for heaven’s sake! Is he the groom or a statue? He’s so still.
He was nothing like the image he projects on TV.
The Minister of Education.
“Could I have an hour to prepare myself?” I pleaded, looking around desperately.
Everyone frowned, their silent glares pressing in on me. I could read my mom’s expression perfectly: ‘Enough with the drama. We’re dying to have a minister as a son-in-law.’
In the end, I had no choice but to sign my name on the marriage certificate—a document this powerful man signed so casually, without the slightest hesitation. He looked entirely too relaxed, which stood in stark contrast to his immaculate appearance. He was neat from head to toe, and his navy suit made him look so dignified that I actually caught myself praising him in my head.
“Excuse me, I’ll have to take my leave. I have another engagement.”
The tall figure stood up to bid the elders farewell. Not once did it cross his mind to give his newly-wedded wife even a simple goodbye kiss on the cheek.
‘Hey! Husband, where are we going for our honeymoon?’
I hadn’t even had the chance to say that yet. Where the hell does he think he’s going?
…the Minister’s Wife…
