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After for a while and taking a car that already prepared for them, the driver drove them and finally, they arrived at their destination.







Rebecca couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement mingled with apprehension. The place was stunning, with pristine beaches and crystal-clear waters stretching out before them. It was the perfect setting for a romantic getaway, but Rebecca knew that her dynamic with freen was far from romantic.








Nevertheless, she plastered on a smile and followed Freen as they were shown to their accommodations for the week. As they entered the luxurious villa, Rebecca couldn't help but marvel at the opulence surrounding them. It was clear that no expense had been spared for their honeymoon, courtesy of Freen's grandmother.








Freen seemed equally impressed, though she maintained her cool exterior as they were given a tour of the villa. Once they were alone, Rebecca turned to Freen with a hesitant smile. "Well, I guess we're stuck here for a week," she remarked, trying to lighten the mood.








Freen chuckled softly but bitterly before frown and nodding in agreement. "Seems that way." she replied, a hint of amusement and sarcasm in her voice.








Despite her reservations, Rebecca couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. Perhaps this week in paradise would give them the chance to set aside their differences and find common ground. Or perhaps it would only serve to deepen the rift between them. Only time would tell.







Having a trip to maldives is actually one of bucket list that rebecca jotted down. And today, its finally happened. Should she be happy? She comes with freen. Someone that she's not ever expected to come with.








But all of the thoughts cutted when they step into the villa even more.







Rebecca's breath caught in her throat as she stepped into the villa they would call home for the next week. It was even more magnificent than she had imagined, with its grandeur and elegance evident in every detail.








The spacious living area was adorned with luxurious furnishings, from plush sofas to intricate artwork adorning the walls. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered breathtaking views of the azure ocean beyond, with the gentle sound of waves lapping against the shore providing a soothing backdrop.








Rebecca couldn't resist the urge to explore, her eyes widening in awe as she wandered through the villa. Each room seemed more lavish than the last, with opulent bedrooms, marble bathrooms, and even a private pool overlooking the sea.








Stepping out onto the expansive terrace, Rebecca was greeted by the sight of palm trees swaying in the gentle breeze and the sun casting a golden glow over the pristine beach below. It was a scene straight out of a postcard, and Rebecca couldn't believe she was actually here.








As she took in the beauty surrounding her, Rebecca felt a sense of gratitude wash over her. Despite the rocky start to their marriage, she couldn't deny that Freen's grandmother had gone above and beyond to ensure their honeymoon was nothing short of spectacular.








After done looking around the villa, rebecca grabbing her luggage as she looked at freen annoyingly.







Rebecca's voice cut through the stillness of the room, sharp and commanding. "I will sleep at the other room. Don't disturb me" she stated firmly, her tone brooking no argument.








Freen's lips curled into a disdainful sneer as she listened to Rebecca's instructions. "And so do I am," she retorted with a hint of sarcasm, her words dripping with irony.








The tension between them hung palpably in the air as Rebecca turned to leave, her footsteps echoing softly against the floorboards. "So please, behave," she added with a note of warning, her voice tinged with exasperation.








Freen's scoff reverberated through the room as she began to unpack her belongings, her frustration evident in every movement. "I want to enjoy this 'honeymoon'" Rebecca declared before disappearing into the other room, her final words lingering like a bitter aftertaste in the air. Once again, freen scoffed out of annoyed.







Gosh, seriously. Staying with rebecca will make her head boiling in one second. With that sharp words of hers, its already making freen annoyed.







So, how can they being a good husband and wife and have a good relationships along their contract marriage when they're always fighting like this? Ugh.







Will this getting better?

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