His Chosen Wife

Chapter 2

The Griffin mansion is extremely amazing. She was lucky because, no matter how rich Axel was, he chose to love her, even though they were not equal in their status in life.

"Who is this young woman?" The man's voice was soft, turning to her. She saw an old man, maybe in his sixties or seventies. Despite his old age, there was still a manly quality to his appearance and his language. It also has a similarity to Axel’s features. He was wearing white long- sleeves and black pants. He was holding his cane, but he still walked properly.

"G-good evening, sir," she greeted the old man.

"She was the girlfriend of Axel," the helper said who was with her. Making the man's eyebrows rise which makes her want to shrink. It's like he’s saying she shouldn't be here.

"Axel isn't here, miss. How come you didn’t know where my son is?"

She didn't make a mistake in her presumption. This is Axel's father. How can she respond to the fact that she doesn't know where her boyfriend is?

"H-he wasn't answering my calls. I'm sorry for coming here without notice." She needs to be formal but respectful to show that she is an educated person. He might think she's just chasing after Axel because he is a rich man.

"What do you need from my son that can't wait, Miss…?"

"C-Camille..." She wanted to introduce herself. "I just have something important matter to say to your son."

"I can see that. Otherwise, you wouldn't be here now. But like I said, Axel is not here because he's out of the country."

She swallowed up when she felt discouraged. She knew that Axel was out of the country, but she didn't want to go home. She wanted to take the risk if he would go back home once he heard that she was on the estate. Maybe even just talk to him. She had no one else to ask for help except her boyfriend. No one would lend her a million, especially since she doesn't have any property for the mortgage.

"I’m asking a favor If I could talk to Axel on the phone. It is a very important matter that I need to talk to him about."

"Are you pregnant?" the old man asked with a furrowed brow, looking at her. She couldn't read what was in his eyes. She shook her head immediately.

"No. Your son and I are not lovers, if that's what you mean, s-sir..." Maybe he thinks that I am pregnant and I am chasing after Axel right now. That's what she wants to brag about to this old man now. She didn’t agree to live with Axel or anything would happen between them until they were not married.

His reaction changed as he lightly nodded. He called the helper and ordered him to give her a room.

"Sir Nick said she would stay in the guest room downstairs," the helper told Axel's father.

"Nick? You've met my other son?"

"Y-yes. They gave me a ride coming here because I was on the road when suddenly my car broke down."

"She was using my car, Dad." A baritone voice spoke behind her, which made her heart beat faster. The man was intimidating. If earlier she felt a bit at ease with Axel’s father, now she feels uncomfortable again. Two sets of curious eyes were staring at her right now. As if she were a small animal that would be torn apart by two lions in the middle of the forest.

Why is Axel still not here?

"I d-didn't know that it was yours. I'm sorry. I will just ask someone to drop me off at the bus station tomorrow."

"Never mind. But according to the repairman, the car will be fixed three days from now. There are no available parts in the city because car parts are coming from New York."

"I-I need to get back to New York right away, sir." Nick's brow raised when she called out "Sir." She didn't know if Axel was older or if he was older. Either of the two, she still thinks she needs to show some respect.

"Let's talk about you leaving tomorrow," Axel's father butted in when they both had nothing to say to each other. "I will try to talk to my son and let him know about your presence. For now, you need some rest because I'm sure you're tired from a twelve-hour drive. Did you drive alone?"

"Y-yes, sir..."

"It's too dangerous to drive alone using an old car. Look at what happened. It's going to take a while for the car to be fixed because the car got exhausted from the long hour drive on the road."

She furrowed her brow at Nick's words. She thought he was worried about her car when it broke down, he was just worried about his car. Is this really how obnoxious he is?

"I'm sorry, sir, just charge me how much the repair will cost." Even though she doesn’t have money, she has to save her pride.

"Like what I've said, never mind. "The money you will just use might be coming from Axel for you to pay me." He turned to the old man and then asked permission to leave. "I'll just have dinner later, Dad. The veterinarian came to check on the other sheep."

Sheep? Is there a sheep in this part of Florida?

The old man called the helper who had held her bag earlier. Nick was about to leave the mansion after he insulted her. No matter how good-looking and charming he is, she never wants to cross paths with him again.

"You put Camille’s stuff in the guest room upstairs," the old man said, ordering the helper to come over.

"Yes, Sir Charles."

So, Charles was the old man's name. He even didn’t introduce himself.

"Thank you for letting me stay for a night. I wish I could talk to Axel because he's the only reason why I came all the way here."

"Like what Nick said, you can go back to New York when his car is fixed already. For now, get some rest because you've traveled so far. I will tell the helper to call you when dinner is ready."

She doesn’t like the idea of what he said—that she should stay in the mansion until her car hasn’t been fixed yet. First, she had to go back to her mother, who is now in the hospital. She just asks for a favor from Mrs. Melissa to watch over her mother temporarily because she will just look for Axel. Second, she doesn’t want to be with Nick for a few days on the same roof. It will just add to my problem if she also has a heart disease. She thinks of that man; there was no affection in his personality. Too bad; he is such a good-looking guy.

"Camille, right?" Axel’s father speaks again, interrupting her from musing. She lightly nodded. "If someone asks you how you are related to Axel, just say you're a friend. Don't give any further details. Go with the helper so you can change your clothes and rest before dinner."

She followed the helper, who went up the shining grand staircase, spotless. There is no dust in the mansion as it is surrounded by trees, and the garden is filled with Bermuda grass. It was not surprising that the breeze from the wind was cold even inside the house. There are large chandeliers upstairs that make the entire house even more beautiful. There are also large wall paintings hanging on the wall and antique vases and displays in every corner of the house. The house was Mediterranean-style. It was exquisitely beautiful.

The helper brought her into an elegant room. The glass sliding door that goes out onto the balcony is widely open, so the thin curtain sways in the air that enters the room. If, by chance, she is grateful for the opportunity to step into her boyfriend's luxurious house,. She thinks this will be her first and last. If the old Griffin forbade her to say that she was Axel's girlfriend, it would only mean that he was not in favor of her relationship with his son.

She felt even heavier. She already had no solution to the problem with her mother, and now she had a problem with her relationship with Axel. When they find out the reasons why she’s here—she needs one million—they will surely belittle her.