Chapter 3 Your husbands face

5 days passed, and Davi was now inside a luxurious car heading towards a place she didn’t even know. Her brother was now safe. He was now recovering in the hospital when she left him. Davi broke down in tears when the doctors assured her that he was now stable and safe. She felt like a huge thorn stabbed in her chest was painfully pulled out, and made her breathe again. That day she signed the contract, Davi herself was stunned at how fast things went through. Her brother was instantly transferred to the country’s most expensive hospital; he was treated as if he were an heir of the country’s richest family. His room wasn’t even looking like a hospital; rather, it looked like a presidential suite. Davi only asked them to save him; she didn’t ask them to treat him like a prince, but she couldn’t say a word. And she was no exception, because she was also strangely being treated like a princess. However, Davi didn’t pay any attention to the sudden overextravagant treatment she was suddenly experiencing. She just doesn’t care anymore. What was important to her was nothing but her brother’s safety. After his brother’s successful surgery, Davi was brought to an empty church for her wedding. The church was filled with white flowers. It almost looks like a fairy’s den. Every corner was beautifully designed with lavish and expensive materials. Her dress was nothing like a wedding gown; it was an evening gown designed with real gems, looking like a magical feather from the gods. Her long, straight black hair was dancing gracefully as if it were a black silk waterfall. Everything she wore, everything she saw around her, was insanely unreal. She was looking like a princess in the realm of the gods. She was breathtakingly beautiful and pure. As if she were someone who was out of this world. But the magical hall was empty, she was alone. The wedding contract was already signed by a nameless someone. There was no printed name written before the signature. And yet, Davi was strangely calm throughout the whole process. The guards were outside, so no one could see her. She stared at her soon-to-be husband’s signature for a long moment, then she lifted the white folder she was holding. It was the folder she signed days ago that she hasn’t even read yet. The groom wasn’t there, nor the priest. So Davi did the reading. She went straight in front and then read the whole contract aloud. The contract doesn’t look like a joke at all, but she was smiling. The appearance almost looks like it was some sort of government confidential file. The only thing weird was that the content left her like a joke. The contract stated that she would be heading to her husband’s mansion five days after her contract signing. She will become a wife when she bears a child. And after giving birth, the child won’t be hers. That was all. Nothing was written about what would happen after she gave birth. Her only mission was to give her husband a child. However, the rules were even more strange. Especially the last one. Rule #4: You are not allowed to see your husband’s face. Davi doesn’t even know how to react. She was speechless. The most important note on the last page also stated that if she broke any of those rules, it would cost he; contract termination and jail or her life. Her mind was full of curiosity and at the same time, uneasiness and bitterness. She can’t help but feel like she was no longer the her she knew. She can’t help but wonder why she ended up in a situation like this. She can’t help but think about what was waiting for her. But after a moment, she still went and signed the marriage certificate without batting an eye. She knew that it was foolish for her to even think about backing off now. However, the moment she signed it, she just couldn’t believe that she was already married to a man she had never even seen. And worst of was, she might never see him at all.