Unstoppable Bride: Moving To His Enemy

They want his ex

Liara

I didn’t look back as I ran to the car, my heart thudding loudly in my chest. I could still hear the reporters shouting behind me, their voices sharp and relentless. Panic clawed at me, tightening my throat as I dodged their stares, keeping my head low. I hated them. I hated how they cornered me, poking and prodding until the monster inside me surfaced.

I reached my car just as security finally moved to block the reporters, their cameras flashing wildly. My hands fumbled with the door handle, breath coming out in ragged gasps. I threw myself into the driver’s seat and slammed the door shut, the noise outside muffling.

I sat there, my chest heaving. I let out a loud yawn as I grip the sterling wheel. I shut my eyes for a moment to recollect myself. A part of me was happy that she fell and I could see the fear in her eyes. I wished I could do more. My foot pressed the acceleration as my car lurched forward, speeding out from the parkway.

I drove steady to calm the adrenaline that was overwhelming and to think of a solution to stop that news from breaking to the public. Lucien would love to be an help to me but I don't want to stress him, he is already thinking about walking again.

Our house view came up from the street way as I drove in, the gate automatically opening up for me. Lol. Just kidding. I had a key to control it.

I parked and got out of the car, my legs shaking due to the ran I did.

The moment I opened my door. Pain exploded across my cheek, and my head snapped to the side. The room spun, my vision blurring as I staggered back, nearly tripping over the stair.

Before I could catch my balance, a hand gripped my arm, nails digging into my skin. I was yanked forward, stumbling helplessly. My knee collided with the edge of the couch, pain slicing up my leg as I crashed to the floor.

Her voice was cold and emotionless "You always love to make a scene"

My vision cleared to see my angry mother-in-law with Lucien siblings.

I tasted blood in my mouth, the taste was sweet and sour at the same time, my skin burning. I stood up despite the pain I felt on my leg.

"What happened?" I asked, curious to know why they are here apart from Damian who usually pays a visit, my mother in-law doesn't visit this mansion except there is a problem.

"Don't play dumb" she hissed as she stepped a little closer, her heel making scratching sound on the floor. "You humiliated her. Again. In public"

Realization washed over me, my face white. " She fell.. I didn't do anything"

" Stop lying" she screamed, moving closer towards me, she lifted my chin to look me in my eyes. Her nails dig in my skin. "You did it. You pushed her. "

"I didn't push her". Again I emphasize, I tore myself from her grip. My husband's brother, Damian is watching me closely.

She wanted to come at me again.

"Enough mother" Damian command. "She said she didn't do it and this is not the time for blaming each other"

She scoffed, clearly annoyed. " Percy always wanted the best for Lucien and I never supported him marrying this pathetic fool"

Lucien's sister, ivery, the ever pompous and arrogant of them all laughed, clearly amused at the way, her mother insulted me. " I always know she is a witch". She eyes me suspiciously.

I refused to let my emotion show after all I have seen for the past three years, my hand clutching the hem of my trouser. I bend my head to avoid their gaze.

"It was reported that you insulted Percy after she begged to see Lucien and make her fall, she currently want to file for a lawsuit but--" Damian explained, his tone gentle.

" That b***h" I thought.

He continued. "We were able to talk to her and she decided not to file it but the news is already viral and we can't stop it"

"I didn't push her and she didn't talk about Lucien's recovery" I said again. "She is manipulating you all to believe what she wants you to"

Ivery hissed. “Percy loves Lucien as her half and wouldn't do anything to harm him. You witch, clearly the one that put him in that situation. We hate it and Lucien does too"

They didn't bother to spare me another glance as they walked out, remaining only Damian.

"Why do they hate me so much?" I asked loudly, not bothering about whether or not I got an answer.

"Our families are rivalry and your marriage with Lucien wasn't supposed to be alive but it happened"

I sat down on the couch, the weight of everything pressing heavily on me, I couldn't control the tear and they poured freely from my eyes. Damian gave me his handkerchief to dap my tears away. I sniffed.

He sat down next to me on the couch

" Don Albert took Lucien to Australia and they are coming back tomorrow and maybe expect some good news"

Something stirred within me. Hope. Fear. Desperation. I didn't know which feeling. I forgot that don Albert took him to visit the rarest specialist and ninety percent, her patients come out with a positive result.

"I need to freshen up. My company has been experiencing some difficulties and with Lucien, I didn't get enough sleep" I said as I stood up, Damian followed too.

He took my hands as he wiped the remaining streak of tears in my eyes. Something in me knew where it was heading to. "Take care of yourself liara and call me if you need help".

I removed my hand from his own, his clutch was too strange and I didn't want to overthink. Is he trying? No no "Thank you" I managed to answer him

He smiled as he walked toward the door.

I dragged myself upstairs to shower. My head throbbed, my cheek still burning from the slap. I just wanted to wash the day away, to scrub off the angry words, the accusations, the looks of disgust.

But as I reached the top of the stairs, I noticed Damian's car still parked outside through the window. I thought they'd all left.

Curiosity got the better of me, and I crept to the window, peeping through the curtains. Ivery and Elvery were standing outside by the car, their faces twisted in anger as they conversed in low voices. They were waiting for Damian.

I pressed my ear against the glass, holding my breath. Their voices were carried up, sharp and bitter.

"She is spoiling everything," Ivery spat, her arms folded tightly over her chest. "That witch. I don't know how Lucien can stand to look at her."

Elvery's face narrowed, her eyes cold. "He doesn't. He barely even notices her. She's nothing compared to Percy."

Percy. My stomach clenched. Why were they talking about her?

Percy should be the one in that house," Ivery continued, her lip curling. "Not that pathetic fool. Lucien was supposed to marry her."

Elvery's jaw tightened, her fists clenching. "And he would have. If his father hadn't forced him to marry Liara to save that miserable business deal. She doesn't deserve him. She never did.".

I sucked in a sharp breath, my chest tightening.

Ivery's eyes turned hard, her voice lowering. "Percy was his first love. She was meant to be his forever.

Elvery inclined her head, her features softening. "He still loves her. Still. He will not admit it, but I see it in his eyes when her name is mentioned. Once we remove Liara, he will go back to her. Where he belongs."

My heart dropped, the blood draining from my face. My knees trembled as the world spun around me. Lucien. love Percy?

Ivery’s laugh was cold and cruel. “She doesn’t stand a chance. We’ll make sure of it. By the time we’re done, she’ll wish she never stepped foot in this house.”

Elvery’s lips twisted into a satisfied smirk. “Soon, she’ll be out of our lives for good. And Percy will take her rightful place by Lucien’s side.”

The words sliced through me, cold and unforgiving. My body froze, my vision blurring. I stumbled back from the window, my back banging against the wall as I slid to the floor.

Percy wasn't any ordinary ex. She was his first love. His forever. And I was the obstacle they were going to tear down.

My eyes seared with tears, my chest aching. They were going to erase me from his life. To make sure that I lost everything.