The warm air in the hotel suite made Clarice feel a bit restless, her tense body gradually relaxing.
However, Ivan’s words immediately put her on edge.
She quickly stood up and asked, “Mr. Morris! Are you joking?”
Ivan flipped to a page in the contract and pointed to a specific clause, saying, “The marriage term is three years. During these three years, if you fulfill the role of a wife, you will not only receive substantial material compensation but also have the medical expenses for that child with leukemia covered immediately.”
Clarice’s eyes widened. “A three-year deal?”
She had never imagined something like this would happen to her.
This kind of almost humiliating statement, coming out of Ivan’s mouth so matter-of-factly, as if it were just an ordinary transaction, left her stun
