learn to read a contract before signing it

How could I know that he does not like me and neither do I, on top of that I would be the only one to suffer in this union.

- Ok so we will never have a relationship...

- Sexual? Well, if because before our separation you have to give me a child.

What?! It is out of the question I would like to get out clean of this union, which for me is a curse.

- I'm against it!

- Well, you have no choice, learn to read a contract before signing it.

The contract! The cause of my problems I don't want to have an intimate relationship with this man, he looks whimsical to me and I'm no longer chaste, I only had sex once in my life and I don't know who it was with, I was so drunk that I spent the night with a stranger who I'm sure he wasn't more sober than me .

- You will make a separate room with me. The room where we are currently will only be reserved for me, I would come and sleep with you and others with it on some weekdays.

- You don't need to rotate the best thing is that you spend all your nights with your loved one, she says neutrally.

- ... .

He looked at me, did not answer, got up and left without any apparent expression. I laugh and cry with frustration, so will that be my new life?! Before I had a fiancé a perfect little life I didn't lack anything, but everything was turned upside down when my family's reputation deteriorated pushing my older sister and I to marry one of the most prestigious families in the country, there were only two possibilities in this family, the most coveted single person and his uncle. My sister being older than me decided that according to the birthright she could choose, it didn't bother me that she first faced her choice, I don't like either so for me it was hell in both cases, so she asked me to take the middle-aged man, I didn't go against her choice and I never did it anyway but a mistake was made and I'm sure she said to herself that I'm behind all this.

Later in the evening

I dress in a very simple way and leave the room for the dining room following the request of Hortense the servant, I arrive and find Master Cardona.

- Good evening, Master Cardona

- Good evening, call me Dario.

No, thank you, I find it far too intimate, for the moment I prefer to limit myself to "Master Cardona", I don't feel comfortable with this man. After finishing the meal that was brought to me by Hortense, I wipe my mouth and talk to her.

- Hydrangea, please take my belongings that have been deposited in the master's room and put them in a more distant room.

-Well, Mrs. Cardona.

"Madam Cardona" this name gives me hives, Master Cardona raised the eyes of his mobile phone clinging to him since the beginning of the meal like glu and stared at me, what did I say wrong?

- Take his belongings and put them in one of the rooms closest to mine, he says of an authoritarian shear .

That he does what he wants is at home after all.

- Master Cardona, I wouldn't attend your wedding! She says with a cold mowing.

- Let's go chat upstairs, in my room, you'll take his belongings out after our conversation.

He gets upstairs and walks towards the stairs I am a few pat back we arrive upstairs and enter the room I close the door and the moment I turn around I get a slap, I look at him incredulous cheek all sore.

- Why did you do that? She now says her cheek with one hand.

- Why do you approach the subject of marriage so much animosity?

- I have the right not to go if I wish.

- And even if that were the case, don't you think there are topics to avoid discussing in front of the staff?

- ... .

I admit to having made a mistake, but he didn't need to hand me.

- Since your arrival in this house I have always behaved well with you, but you disrespect me I generally do not liaise women, are you the kind of woman who needs correction to respect her man?

- No, I'm not!

- If it turns out later that I still lacked respect, I would not hesitate to correct you again.

- ...

- You will attend this wedding!

- I don't want to!

- Well, you will have to submit to it.

I swallowed following the expression of his face pretending to feel hostility towards him, I prefer to submit to avoid any disagreement at the moment.

- Well, well, tomorrow I would go see my sister

- a car will accompany you there

- ... .

He stares at me with a confused air

- It's on my way I'll accompany you myself

- don't feel obliged...

- No, it will be fine.

He goes out; I am and Hortense then enters the room. I imagine it's for the move of my belongings.