The Groom They UnderestimatedChapter 1
Trevor's POV
On the day of my wedding, I was sitting backstage getting ready when my fiancée’s assistant suddenly handed me a marital agreement.
[Clause 1: No kissing below the bride’s eyebrows without permission.
Clause 2: The groom is allowed intimacy only once a month, depending on the bride’s mood, and each session must not exceed ten minutes.
Clause 3: At any time, if the bride feels uncomfortable, the groom must immediately stop all actions.]
By the time I finished reading through the hundred-plus ridiculous clauses, my blood was boiling. I grabbed my phone and dialed my fiancée’s number.
“Miss Young,” I said tightly, “care to explain Clause Ninety-Eight to me? What the hell does it mean that no matter who the child’s father is, the baby will still take your last name?”
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Embarrassing as it is, this grand wedding today wasn’t born out of love; it was an old family arrangement set up by our grandfathers.
I had never even met the bride. All I knew was that she came from a powerful family in the capital.
But never in my life did I imagine that the so-called ‘rules of the elite’ could be this absurd.
“You’re just a live-in husband,” she said on the phone, her tone dripping with disdain. “Why would my child take your surname?”
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm.
“Sorry, Miss Young,” I said firmly. “But I’m not signing that agreement.”
The next moment, her furious voice exploded through the speaker. “Trevor! I'm already doing you a favor. You should be grateful I even agreed to marry you! And you dare talk back to me?”
I froze in disbelief. This was the elegant, well-bred young lady my grandfather spoke so highly of? Because right now, she sounded like anything but.
I was about to argue with her, but she had already hung up on me.
Then, the assistant standing beside me gave a mocking laugh, his eyes full of contempt. “Mr. Dalton, I’d advise you to sign it quietly. Otherwise, with Miss’s temper, I doubt your life after marriage will be pleasant.”
Seeing my simple suit and my unassuming face, he clearly decided I wasn’t worth his respect.
Despite that, I met his gaze coldly. “If anyone wants to sign such a humiliating contract, be my guest. But I won’t.”