She met Jack on the curvy couch with his eyes solely on his laptop and his phone shining on with mails at the Same time. She got lost in the moment,
Her legs refused to move and her yes refused to blink.
"Are you going to keep staring??" Jack muttered jolting her up from her reveries.
"Ehm.. And who said I was staring?? Why should I stare??" She pouted.
"{Nina, get a hold of yourself?! This man will never see you as a human being to talk of anything else!}" She scolded herself inside.
"Ow I'm hungry." she wailed as her tummy turns.
"Why not?? when you doze off, food will be served soon ma'am make yourself comfortable at the dinning." Jack said sarcastically.
Nina run excitedly to the dinning.
"Whoa!!" she exclaimed at the food served.
"I cooked this." Jack muttered.
"I know it's not true, people like you, don't cook!"
Jack smiled at her.
"But I did. Well.. it's actually my first time."
Nina looked closely at her, then picked up a spoon immediately scooping some to her mouth.
"Hun??" Her eyes wide opened.
"Why then is it Soo delicious?!"..
"Cos I'm good at everything I do?" He replied with pride, And sat to eat too.
Nina nodded her head.
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Jack's phone shown bright followed by beep.
"Mum." He muttered with his brows furrowed.
He picked up and couldn't speak a word as loud yelled sipped into his ears from the phone.
"I've heard Mum."
Wide please dress up." He muttered as he dropped his mum.
Nina got up with her choked mouth and rushed to her room.
His mum mum had called to inform him that his deadline was near and she couldn't afford him loosing his inheritance to his step Brothers.
In some minutes, He dressed up in his exotic turxedo suit.
Nina came out in a short grey gown which defined her leg smoothly with an almond hill and a bag to go with.
Her blonde hair carefully stretched side ways, Her deep blue eyes complimented, Nina has never looked so elegant and beautiful at the same time. She wowed at her image in the mirror. Slowly she sets to go downstairs.
Jack felt her presence and turned back abruptly.
"Are you rea..".
Jack didn't get to complete his word as he left his mouth wide opened.
He unintentionally looked at her from up to toe.
"I know I'm pretty.." Nina complimented herself giving a sarcastic look.
"You are not only pretty, but utmost beautiful!" He complimented leaving Nina puzzled.
"Whoa!! where is that coming from?" She exclaimed.
"Uhm." Jack murmured as if jolting up from a reverie.
"Hey Grumpy, Are you okay?".
"Yes Iam why?? let's hurry."
She walked elegantly with him to his car where he unintentionally opened the
door for her.
"Whoa! Grumpy, you acting strange."
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"Is she the one??" Lucy, his favorite stepsister asked excitedly as soon as she sited them.
He smiled at her.
"Where is father??"
"You have finally decided to show your face! and be responsible aren't you?!" His father voiced coming from behind.
"Father." He greeted.
Nina bowed her head in greetings too just like Jack had told her.
"Good day Father."Nina greeted with her head still bowed.
He looked at her from head to toe and nodded his head in approval.
"You have indeed finally act responsible! no more rumors, and the companies will bloom the more now."
"Your inheritance remains yours and unfrozen. keep your certificates among your brothers and you may leave!" He ordered.
"Thank you Father for trusting in me till this time."
He bowed his head again and held Nina's hand to leave.
"And!".. His father yelled to their back.
"Your wife will need to visit a TV station for an interview, to clearly remove your gay rumor."
Nina's eyes blinked severally, her heart thumbed in her chest she looked up vigorously at Jack. Jack knew what she was thinking, she couldn't be seen on TV, they were not truly married.
"Alright father."Jack muttered and held her hand to go.
"{What is going on in his head!!! am I going to be seen on TV as his wife now when I'm not even his wife?!} She couldn't stop screaming and wailing inside.
"Let my hand go!" Nina muttered silently but in an aggressive voice to him.
she looked up coldly at him, it send shivers down his spines he didn't realize when his hand slipped away.
Nina went back to Mr Yates, standing so little at his front and her gaze down to the floor.
"Yes." Mr Yates snapped coldly but with little affection.
"Father I want to stay here for today. Can't I father?" She spoke as delicate as she could.
"What is she doing now." Jack muttered and went vigorously grabbing her along with him.
"You are my daughter in law and of course is your home. you can leave anytime." He spoke with his lips curved to a little smile which left Jack astounded, as his father never smile.
He could shed tears at the site of his father's smile. his heart melted, he engulfed Nina is a very tight hug.
"Father." He muttered again with almost ready eyes.
Nina figured what was going on.
Her heart itch at the site, father and son relationship, it came to her that she just fixed their relationship.
"I will stay father. Though I want to ask you for my gift and a favor." Nina spoke making sure his expression compliment every bits of her words.
Mr Yates smiled nodding bhis head in approval.
"You can go My daughter. What do you want for your gift? Vacation? Extravagant Honey moon? and your favor? " He spoke gently giving Jack more goosebumps.
"A vacation father." Jack spoke and then keeping quiet instantly.
"Father all I want is to be your daughter, I want you to be my father figure." She stated firmly eagerly waiting for his reply.
"You are married to my son and that made you my daughter, hence that gift, you already have it."
Nina looked amazingly at him. Although their marriage was fake, but how overwhelming it was for her to have someone said to her she's his daughter.
Her eyes dart around.
"Can the TV interview be cancelled?? I don't like paparazzi father." She voiced at once.
Mr Yates looked closely at her then nodded his head.
"If that's what you want, then you have it,"
"And son, you must announce you are married now."
"Yes father."
He smiled to Nina and left them there.
“Uhm..".Nina stared at Jack.
"What." He muttered going his way.