Unexpected Bliss

CHAPTER 4

Rejected wife of the century

We were alone now, and Ryan wasn’t on his phone either. He was staring at the floor.

And I stared at him. He was too handsome for me to overlook. I studied every feature of his face - his beautiful green eyes, his pointed nose, his thick brows and his damn lips. They looked so soft and slightly pink.

I looked up from his lips to take another sneak peek at his eyes, but I was caught this time, or maybe he was also staring at me.

My eyes met his dark gaze on me. I wanted to break the silence but didn’t know what to say.

“Thanks for the other day” I managed to say.

“You should thank me in some other way, you know” he said in a whisper, his gaze fixed on me.

“Pardon,” I said, expecting him to repeat what he said.

Immediately, he stood up with his hand in his pocket.

“Since we have nothing else to say, I'll leave now,” he said, turning to leave.

I just sat still and watched him leave.

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The last two days passed so quickly that it felt like they never came. I will be getting married in a few hours.

I still can’t believe it.

My parents, mum especially, have been busy arranging and preparing for the wedding. I mostly spent my time in my room, all alone, reading books. My life was about to change.

I had no friends to talk to.

I have been feeling like I'm alone in this world.

It’s not a new thing anyway. I've always been alone without friends.

I did a little research about Ryan because his family looked really influential and found that his family owned a technology company that ranked 2nd on the list in the whole of America. I was even more bemused by the fact that Ryan’s company ranked 1st.

I wasn’t just getting married to an ordinary man after all.

But still. I just couldn’t figure out how I felt about the whole marriage thing.

I was sat at the front of the mirror as the makeup artist transformed my face to what I could never imagine. I looked so beautiful and stunning and I admired myself for a few seconds.

“You look gorgeous,” one of the makeup artists said with a broad smile, and I smiled in return.

Who wouldn't look good on their wedding day anyway?

“You should be happy Angel, your wedding will only happen once. Well, that’s if you don’t get divorced and remarry” my inner self said to me, but i just couldn’t agree.

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All eyes were on me as I walked down the aisle with my dad, towards the altar. The people were smiling, probably happy for me when I wasn't even happy for myself.

When I almost got to the altar, my dad left my side. I was nervous as I walked to the altar. Ryan was there. He looked like he was waiting for the wedding to end soon.

He looked tired and uninterested. And so was I.

I finally got to the altar and stood in front of Ryan.

My face was covered with a veil, so I couldn't see his face clearly.

I just looked down at my hand and studied my nails, since I had nothing else to look at.

The priest took hold of the marriage book and my wedding began.

“Ryan Thompson” he started, “Do you take Angel Smith as your lawfully wedded wife, for better or worse, till death do you apart” he said and a brief silence followed

I slowly looked up to stare at him and caught him staring at me too.

What if he says no? Will I become the rejected wife of the century?

“Yes, I do,” he said after a deep breath and his husky voice made me shiver.

“And Angel Smith,” the priest called slightly, turning to me, “Do you take Ryan Thompson as your lawfully wedded husband, for better or worse, till death do you apart? To love, hold and cherish forever” he said, and I paused to think of why he added the extra bit.

“Y..Yes, I do” I said with a hopeless c***k in my voice.

Next, we were both given the marriage rites to read in turns and we did. Like we had a choice.

We inserted the ring on each other’s fingers. I was getting more and more nervous at that point, as I knew what came next.

“With the power vested in me by the Almighty. I now pronounce you, Ryan Thompson and Angel Smith as husband and wife” he said enthusiastically, and a loud cheer erupted from the audience.

I am now married to Ryan, my billionaire husband.

“You may now kiss the bride” the priest said, and the congregation became silent once again.

What?

He isn’t going to kiss me right now, Is he? I thought to myself as my heart sought to escape my ribcage.

Slowly, he lifted the veil from my face and brought his face close to mine in a swift way.

I stared at him rather nervous and anxious.

He stared at me intensely and shifted his gaze to my lips as he brought his lips closer to mine such that I could feel his warm breath on my face.

He held my chin and slightly tilted my head back in a way that I directly looked at him and i couldn’t help but admire his eyes for the hundredth time.

They were just so unique and beautiful.

His lips touched mine and I shivered involuntarily. It was a tender and light kiss.

And that was it.

The congregation was set off into another round of joy as happy screams and smiles blocked my ears.

After that, the wedding, I mean the official part, came to an end, and it was time to meet guests and dance.

I was alone, thinking of a way to leave the venue when I heard my name.