The tycoon bride

Chapter Four

      Silent as a grave and stiff backed as a corpse, Melony stalked into the house while they followed behind her. Her aunt was going to despise her for showing up like this in front of her boss,"you don't have to go to this much trouble, you know " she muttered uncomfortablely ." I really am all right. "

       "No you not, "the man beside her replied. "Your right wrist is injured. You have a cut on your head that needs attention. And when you breath you gasp—which suggests you may have cracked a rib or two. "

        An injured wrist. A cracked rib or two. Melony close her eye and wondered bleakly when something good was going to happen. Things around her seemed to be going from bad to worse every passing minute. 

         When they reached her flat she broke free from him so she could precede him through the door. Laura was standing by the clothes horse—valiantly trying to hide it, Melony suspected, with the first hint of humour she felt in week. 

        Then, behind her, she could sense her aunt boss running his gaze over his shabby surrounding and all hint of humour left her. No doubt,his many homes were large and palatial, and here he was standing in what was probably the shabbiest abode it had ever been his misfortune to experience. 

          Shame washed through her. Why, she didn't know ,because the feeling of a complete stranger really shouldn't matter to her. But something made her turn around to confirm the look of  distaste she knew would be written all over his lean, dark, super–elegant features. 

           It was there. 

            She felt hurt, so very hurt. 

            Then, as it to completely demolish her, a soft snuffling sound came from the corner of the room, and the way his expression altered to a look of shocked horror as he accurately registered just what that sound belonged to finally wrecked what was left of her fragile composure. In an act of teeth gritting defiance.

             You don't have to come in" Melony said "And actually I would prefer it if you don't "

              "Malony" her aunt objected furiously. 

                "I don't care! "she flashed. " I just want you both to get out of  here! "

                  Angrily she spun away to hurry over to the small baby crib where Melanie was still sleeping peacefully, she was relieved to discover. 

                But the tears weren't far away. She could feel them coming as she stood there leaning over the crib with an aching wrist hanging limply by her side and her rib cage beginning to pain her badly. 

                Behind her the silence went on and on. They hadn't gone and she wish that they would because she was beginning to feel rather hot and shaky. 

                " Please go, "she pleaded. Then, without warning, she fainted.