Wrongfully Yours

CHAPTER 2

Snow woke up to see her father sitting beside her. He looked so worried; his eyes were heavy, but his heart was heavier; he almost sent his only child to an early grave.

“I'm glad you are awake, my little butterfly. I don't know what I would have done if anything bad happened to you," Mr. Adams muttered as he planted a light kiss on Snow’s forehead.

‘’Enough of the Emotional talks, Mr. Adams; let the ceremony begin already; the bride is awake. Bruce said as he called for the priest.

‘’I've always known you to be a wicked man, but I didn't expect this barbaric act from you.

Snow yelled at Bruce when she saw he had moved the ceremony to her hospital ward.

Snow was rushed into the hospital by some kind-hearted people. She couldn't believe she was getting married in her hospital bed; she was lucky not to sustain any injury.

“Who is the father of the bride? the priest inquired.

“I am. Mr. Adams spoke as he moved away from his daughter and walked closer to the priest.

‘’We may proceed, the priest said, clearing his throat as he read the vow.

Alexander Lea Bruce, do you take Snow Marilyn Adams as your lawfully wedded wife to love and cherish in sickness and health?

‘’I DO. Bruce said it loudly, interrupting the priest before he could complete the readings.

‘’I DO. Snow muttered faintly; she didn't even pay attention to the vows; her mind was so far away that all the priest was saying was white noise.

“You may now kiss the bride. Bruce kissed Snow on the lips.

‘’Maybe he isn't bad after all. Snow was not as disgusted as she thought she would be. His lips were soft, tasted like blueberries, smelled like heaven, and looked ravishing for a 50-year-old.

“I must go home with my bride; a feast awaits Us. My Chef, Mario, prepared a buffet to welcome my newlywed wife.

“You cannot just take her like that; she just woke up. She needs to rest. Mr. Adams already regretted his decision; he wished the situation was different. He couldn't bear to see his little prince suffer.

‘’Mr. Adams, you seem to forget our dealings so soon; you already signed her off and cleared your debts; what I choose to do with her at this point is none of your business. She is mine now.

‘’I'm sorry, my little butterfly; Mr. Adams couldn't even look at his daughter as he left the room, followed by the priest.

‘’What did you do, Dad? What did you do? Snow yelled as she held tightly onto her bed and cried profusely. At that moment, it dawned on her that she would most likely never see her father again.

“Save your tears, Daddy’s Girl. You are married now; you should act like a Bride, not a damsel in distress. We need to leave now; my driver just arrived.’’

‘’I'm not going anywhere with you.

‘’I lack patience, young lady; the doctor said you are fit to leave; Marose will take care of you when we arrive home. So you either walk with your legs or I'll have my boys carry you. The choice is yours.

Snow made her way to the car peacefully, amazed at the fancy cars lined up to pick her up. She sat in the passenger seat with her newlywed husband, Bruce. The trip is awkwardly silent, and Snow decides to break the silence by asking for a favor from Bruce.

“Can you please take me to my father’s house so I can at least carry my personal belongings?

You wouldn't need them anymore; you are now Mrs. Alexander Bruce, the wealthy and famous billionaire, and you need to change your dress sense.

I cannot live in fear of your next outfit when I want to take you out to an event.

So, I hired a personal shopper. You'll have more than enough at my mansion. I made sure of that.

Snow couldn't say a word; she was lost in her thoughts, asking herself many unanswered questions. She didn't know what to expect in her marriage; she was just a spoiled daddy's girl who got whatever she wanted. Will she even survive this sham of a marriage?

She sat quietly, looking through the windows, admiring nature, and thinking about how her life would have been if her mother was still alive.

‘’Would my mom have approved of this loveless marriage, or would she have stood her ground and fought for my freedom and happiness? Will I survive this strange space?

Snow was deep in her thoughts; she couldn't stop looking at the birds of the air, wishing she would be free as a dove. All her worries were gone as she shut her eyes slowly and fell asleep.

‘’Behold your new home, Snow. Bruce’s voice woke Snow from dreamland.

Paradise was an understatement compared to the edifice Snow found herself in; over 200 Hundred events lined up to welcome her; it was as though she was a superstar in a movie.

"I have a little surprise for you, Snow. Something little to appreciate you as my wife, and do not think of running away because I'll catch you and make sure you pay dearly. See you at the banquet. Bruce walked away, leaving Snow with Marose.

‘’Welcome home, ma’am. My name is Marose, and I am your servant. I'll lead you to your room to prepare you for the banquet.

“Banquet? What banquet? Snow was oblivious to what was happening; she wasn't privy but followed the Marose walking ahead of her.

''Mr. Bruce seems happy today, probably because he has a new wife, but I must warn you, he hits his women at the slightest provocation. So you must learn how not to upset him.

Marose was talking without looking back, not minding if Snow was following her.

''You are not allowed to enter his chambers when he is having his private meeting; you do not respond when he scolds you. Do you understand, ma'am? Snow responded with a faint ''Yes.