Hawkins skimmed through it and signed his name on it.
I was short on cash.
I didn't care if I was a gold digger to him.
As soon as the wedding was over, I and Hawkins went our separate ways.
If it wasn't for his father's hospitalization due to brain hemorrhage that I had to visit him,
I almost forgot that I was a married woman.
The wealthy Moore family had hired a brain specialist from New York.
A crowd of people crowded into the luxury ward, waiting for Hawkins' father to wake up.
Hawkins was the last one to arrive.
I didn't recognize him as I had face blindness.
"Honey, you don't even say hello to your husband!"
I turned to the direction of the voice.
Suddenly, I felt a tap on my forehead.
"Who are you looking for? I'm right here!" Hawkins said.
It had just been a few months since we last saw each other. Now he had long hair, dressed like a rock guitarist.
"Hawk, your dad's life is still in danger. Behave yourself!"
The woman who scolded him was attractive and she was wearing designer clothes.
I found that she looked a bit familiar.
"And you, Claire, where are your manners?" the woman continued.
Hawkins nudged me. "Sweetheart, greet my mother!"
Holy shit!
This elegant lady was actually my mother-in-law, Helen Moore!
My eyes almost popped out in shock. Helen seemed too young to be Hawkins' mother.
To ease the tension, I greeted her with a big smile, "Helen!"
Helen responded with a nod.
Then, she turned her attention back to Hawkins.
"No one knows if your dad will wake. You've been married for quite a while. When will you have children?" she said.
Her words took me by great surprise.
What?
She wants me to give birth to Hawkins' baby?
Hawkins casually replied. "Mom, you wanted me to settle down, so I got married. You still want a grandchild. We can't be too greedy, can we?"
"In that case, I'll arrange for Maria to go abroad immediately," Helen said with a smile, not pissed off.
The smile on Hawkins' face froze. He conceded.
"Fine, I'll have children," he said though gritted teeth.
Once we left the hospital, I couldn't hold back my anger anymore.
"Are you out of your mind? I never agreed to have your children," I seethed, glaring at Hawkins.
Who did he think he was? How couldn't make that decision without my permission?
He paused in his tracks.
"I'll give you 2 million monthly. Once you get pregnant and give birth to the child, I will make it 3 million per month," he offered, raising an eyebrow.