The Replaced Bride’s fortune

Chapter 15

Adrian’s POV

My wife stood with confusion at my words. I couldn’t be bothered to talk about it except it’s taking from the precious time I have with her.

Her pesky little sister whom I had no idea of up until yesterday, came today. That one… she tried—unsuccessfully— to crash our wedding.

What she didn’t know was that I would sooner die before I let that happen. And so It didn’t, but my angel here is still bothered by it. I guess she didn’t expect to see her sister object at her wedding, our wedding.

When she came to ‘confess’ earlier today that she wasn’t the one I was supposed to wed, and was sent as a replacement bride, I was just as confused. I’d only ever known her or seen her. Hearing the name Emily was like unlocking a new character.

I’d looked into their family before, dug up some seriously messed-up things. Things my wife would need time to process. But Emily? I’d never really noticed her. Never cared to.

So now that my wife asks what I meant by ‘she isn’t here anymore,’ I really don’t know what to tell her.

Do I tell her that her lovely sister is currently held hostage in one of my apartments downtown?

Do I explain that I plan to f**k her father’s company over?

Do I tell her that she’s better off not knowing what I planned to do about her sister?

Do I tell her that her father has less than twenty four hours to accept my proposal before he’ll lets loose?

‘Decisions…decisions’

I don’t take lightly to disturbances, her father should have warned her that much. Emily had to prove herself useful and subservient before I released her.

There was a price to pay for causing me or my wife distress. Crashing our wedding was distressing enough.

I suppose Max Stewart is busy with reviewing my proposal. He doesn’t have much of a choice though. If he doesn’t, he’d be finding out that outside being my father-in-law, my tendency to resolve things with violence still stood to anyone that agitated me.

That was all by the way though, Their issues were being sorted at the moment. I’ve had Barrett deal with them.

For now, I had to reassure my wife. She doesn’t seem settled at all. And for our wedding night, I needed her to be as settled and in peace as possible. I’d gotten a taste of her back there and I couldn’t help but want more.

“She is fine, my love,” I assure her, bringing her closer by her waist. My other hand playing with her hair, “Don’t bother yourself with her.”

She tilts her head, not fully satisfied with my answer. Smart girl. “You said ‘not anymore’. I heard you clearly.”

Her eyes seem to widen the more she says it out loud, she must be picturing or wondering if I’d done to her sister what the rumors said I did. “what did you do to Emily, Adrian? Where is she?”

Fuck! How could I bear to lie to this woman, not when she’s looking at me like this. But I had to, I don’t want her to become even more scared of me.

Besides, everything I’m doing is for her own good, in time she would find out. But not now.

I’d like to ease her into the reality of things, into the truth. It could go both ways, in utter devastation or ultimate destruction by betrayal. But for now, she would remain here in the safety of our home and live with the ignorance of things past.

The truths that’d threatened the security and the happiness she was bound to find here, with me.

So I give her a simple response. “Your sister has been taken home by your father. She came back and was quite frantic about you marrying me in her place,” I explained softly while she stared wide-eyed, her ridiculously perfect doe eyes drawn in bewilderment.

“But…why…She ran away, she left…I didn’t ask for all these.” Her words cut deep as she tried to make sense of everything I just said.

She really didn’t ask for all of these but I’d be damned to have it any other way. Everything pretty much worked in my favor so I’d consider myself a lucky fucker and take my win. I acknowledge my own selfishness.

“Why would she come back to object when she took the easy way out by taking off?” She asked me like I could find the answer to that. And while I’d do anything for my wife, I couldn’t quite do this one, and that was because I also couldn’t tell why her sister came back and tried to ruin my big day.

By the end of the day though, I’d know why the hell she thought she could crash my wedding.