Chapter 4

Remington?

Married?

Is he Weston Remington?

Shit.

There are a lot of questions in my head, and I honestly don’t know how to process everything right now.

What is going on?

Is he bluffing? But why would he bluff me?

He has nothing to do with me!

Is this a prank? Am I the victim of some stupid internet prank?

“What do you mean we’re married?”

“We can’t talk about that here.”

“Why?”

“This is a private matter, as I said unless you want to see your face in every news article.”

I sighed. Well, he has a point; it’s true. I don’t want to see my chubby cheeks in the news article. That was the last thing that I wanted.

But what if he’s telling a lie? What if we are not married?

Am I that stupid when I’m drunk?

How can I marry a freaking stranger?

A stranger who gave me one hundred thousand dollars just because of the bet last night.

Is there something worse that could ever happen to me?