My sudden husband

Who's Phoebe?

"I am feeling sleepy, mum. Goodnight" Emerald said, she kissed Phoebe' cheeks.

"Good night" Phoebe replied.

And Emerald left the room.

"I have to think about something.. Louis, where are you" She muttered to herself. Thinking of her situation, she started crying.

"Why me? Louis, why us? People are getting married without any problems, why did ours have to be different?" She clutched the pillow to herself, and sobbed.

The door burst opened, and her major problem walked in - Oliver.

She quickly wiped her tears.

"What are you doing here" She asked him.

"This is my house, I can go anywhere I want to. And also this is my room, do I need to be questioned before entering what's mine?" Cold voice as usual.

"Is that so... Then please show me my room" It would be uncomfortable for she to stay in the room with him.

Oliver pulled the sweatshirt he was wearing. Phoebe's gaze fell on his tattooed chest, then it moved to his abs, then to his face. Then she quickly turned her face away from him.

"We share a room, remember?.... Anyways I saw Mr church mouse today, he still doesn't know that you were using him the whole time. He still doesn't believe that you are already married" He informed her.

Phoebe kept quiet, she didn't say anything. What was she supposed to say? Absolutely nothing!.

"Natasha, I have been thinking about what our parents had discussed with me today.... Listen, I know you want a relationship with me, but I just can't... Over the years I have gotten to forget about everything, I forgave you. But what I can't do is begin a relationship to you... So promise me you won't run away, you will stay for Emerald, promise me" He stated and stretched forth his right hand.

Phoebe was speechless. An idea came to her mind, 'What if I use this opportunity to win his trust, that way my plan to escape would become a success' She thought. "I...I promise" She placed stood up from the bed and placed her right hand on his.

His hand was soft and cold. "Thank you, Natasha" He smiled at her.

That was the first time he was smiling genuinely at her. He looked so cute, with those dimples of his.

"If you had done this a long time ago, we wouldn't have been having issues...Look, I know you have your life to live, you need a man. Just please be with Emerald for a few more years, and then you can go live your life after that" .

"Okay" Was what Phoebe could utter.

Oliver just nodded, he pulled a towel with him and walked to the bathroom.

She sighed and sat on the bed, without looking at it, she felt something where she was sitting down.

She stood up and checked what it was. Behold, it was a phone - Oliver's phone. He had left to the bathroom without taking his phone.

At first, she didn't think of it, but later when she thought of it, she became extremely excited.

Her idea was to use the phone to call Louis, that too before Oliver arrives. She knew the number, so she took the phone and it was still working fine. But there was a problem - The password.

She kept the phone back on the bed, in disappointment. Without knowing the password, the phone is useless.

The bathroom door opened and Oliver walked into the bedroom, dripping wet from water. With a towel tied around his waist.

For a moment, Phoebe almost drooled... Almost. If not for the condition that she was in, she would have probably drooled.

His wet hair made him more cute. Not to mention his wet lashes. His wet pink lips. All of it made him more handsome.

'What should I do, I need to call Louis, I need to get out of here' Her mind was no longer there, she was thinking of her escape plan. 'Emerald! She might have a phone, all I need to do is take it from her. Finally I am leaving this house tomorrow' Thinking about it, she smirked.

"What's up with you?" Oliver noticed her face countenance. A moment ago she was sad, now she was smirking.

She jerk out from her thought. "Wha-what is it?" She replied with a question.

Oliver studied her expression, he shook his head and said, "Never mind, I really don't care".

'And who said you care' Phoebe could only say those words within her, she dare not utter it to him. As a matter of fact, she was afraid of him.

"Be ready, Natasha. We are all going on a vacation tomorrow" He informed.

"A... Vacation? But why and where?" She curiously asked. She didn't want to stay there any longer, but going on a vacation with them would only make her stay longer.

"As my little girl had wished .. Maldives".

Wtf!!

Her eyes widened in shock. She had always wanted to go there, it was her dream place to go for a vacation.

Now it was coming true.

But......

*******

Somewhere in Italy, a young lady could be seen staring at a photo, it was a picture of she and a little girl.

"Emerald, I didn't want to leave you. I am. Sorry for leaving, I hope one day you would understand why I left" She muttered as she continued staring at the photo.

"Hey, let's get going" She heard the voice of the girl she had been employed to guard.

Well, she was now working as a female body guard. She had learnt karate when growing up, and she became a genius in fighting. Not too long ago, she was employed by a protective dad to protect his sixteen years old daughter, whose name was Amelia.

She walked beside Amelia, one wouldn't know that she was a bodyguard. She wasn't dressed like one.

They walked to the hotel that Amelia's dad had booked for her. He booked the hotel because Amelia wanted to leave home for a while and relax, without thinking about college and all. She really needed the break.

"Phoebe!!" A guy screamed, he ran to meet her and then hugged her.

"I am glad you are fine, are you...." He wasn't allowed to finish talking, because she pushed him off her body.

"Who are you?" Immediately she asked that question, the guy became confused. One could read it from his expression.

"Phoebe, what happened? Are you angry I left you at the church. Are you angry that girl and that guy took you away because he said you were his wife, and I wasn't there to help... You have the right to be angry, but please don't ask who I am" Louis said, in a pleading tone.

"Who's Phoebe?" Her tone was damn serious to be joking.

She thought for a while, then she suddenly frowned, as if she had figured something out.

"This is one of your tricks to get to my candidate. Amelia hide behind me" She became alerted. She brought out a gun and pointed at Louis.

"Who sent you?"