CH.13

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Elise woke up by six the next morning feeling very refreshed. It seemed that the events of the day before had not even happened at all, but there was the diamonds crusted ring on her hand and the fact that she woke up in this insanely huge bedroom to remind her that it all happened and that she was now Mrs. Bryce Anderson. Stretching fully, she got up and went to take her bath, before changing into presentable house clothes and going downstairs to get breakfast. It felt weird, but not necessarily unpleasant having someone else prepare food for her. Usually, she just grabbed something to eat to and from her way back from work, as she could not cook to save her lite, but now, there was someone to make meals for her immediately she indicated her desire to eat. This time around, she ate Freely compared to the previous night when she lacked appetite. She was on her third piece of toast when Bryce walked into the dining room all dressed in a suit. At first, he looked surprised to see her sitting there, and then he looked resigned. It was obvious that he was not used to having a strange female in his house. Elise could relate, as she felt the same way about being in a strange man's house in the first place. good morning." He muttered, avoiding her gaze and sitting down opposite her to wait for the maid to bring his food. "Good morning. Did you forget that I was here? Elise replied and asked. This guy was a really handsome fellow. If only he Smiled more often and did not have this terrible stuck up attitude, he would have been a really nice guy. Also, he smelled so good that she almost caught herself leaning towards him and inhaling the air to sniff in more of his scent. "I beg your pardon?" "Well, you looked surprised to see me, so l wondered if you forgot that I was here. I like the way you smell." Thanks. I didn't forget. One does not forget a thing like that. I just didn't expect to find you down here." "Oh. Am I expected to eat in my room then?" "Of course not. The last thing my uncle needs to hear is that I'm maltreating you. It would not bode down well for me." "Why is that? I thought that he did not like my family. I would have sworn this marriage was specially designed to make my life a living hell." "You know what? My first impression of you was that you're shy and I figured that that was for the better. At least, you would leave me be. However, it seems that I was wrong. You have refused to keep shut since we got married. You even talk with your mouth full, which I find very disgusting, by the way. At this, Elise looked down and concentrated on her food. This mam was a very mean person, and she was beginning to really loathe him. So he and his uncle just uprooted her from her life and comfort zone and they expected her to sit in a strange house in a Big City. She knew nobody, The whole thing reeked To her not-so-great surprise, tears sprang to her eyes. She had always been a crier right from the onset and cried at every little thing, a trait which she hated with so much passion. She felt so sorry for herself and so alone in this large house that did not feel like a home. Since she had no wish to let this bastard see her cry,she quickly blinked back the tears with her head down but was aghast when a single drop plopped down into her cup of tea. Luckily enough, it was at this moment that the maid brought Bryce's food to the table, so he was distracted by the woman who was serving him. Elise, who had lost interest in her food, got up and left the table in a huff. The last thing she needed was to let Bryce see her cry. He would no doubt have something infuriating to say about it. Besides, she refused to give him satisfaction of knowing that he got under her skin. Well, damn him to hell and back. Who did he think he was anyway? Once she got to her room, she wiped angrily at the tears on her face and then went to wash up her face. If Bryce and a his uncle thought that she would just sit here and play good housewife, they had another thing coming. Besides, she needed to get some clothes and other personal stuff. All the clothes in the closet were too glamorous for her liking. She had no wish to look like a stickup rich bitch. She did not have much money in her savings, but at least she had some. She was still in the bathroom when her phone began to ring and so she came out to find that it was her father calling. Elise was tempted to ignore the call, after all, it was his fault that she found herself in the mess in which she found herself, but she was feeling lonely and needed to hear a familiar voice. Hello?"she said into a phone. "Elise. How are you doing? How is your new environment? I hope you're fine." "I'm fine, dad. She sniffed. "You don't sound fine, dear. You sound like you' re crying. What is the matter?" Her father asked. She could hear real fear and hatred for himself in his voice, so she hastened to reassure him that she was fine. Sure, it was his fault that she was here, but it wasn't so bad if you thought about it. All she had to do was to steer clear of Bryce who managed to make her feel like crap each time she talked to him and she would be fine me"No, no. I'm fine. I just feel very lonely. But I'll adjust in no time. You were right. They' re treating me well. Mr. Ralph had the maid load my closet with really expensive clothes, although I don't think Ill be comfortable wearing them. They're not my style at all." "Oh, thank God. I knew Ralph would not be mean to you. He was very fond of you when you were still a baby." "Doesn't seem like he is still fond of me now, but at least he is not as scary as he first seemed." "Thank God for that. Have you heard from your sister yet?" Her father asked, sounding relieved. Elise could hear him pacing about the room and wondered where her mother was. "No, I haven't heard from her. I've been trying her numbers but none has connected yet. Hopefully, she'll come back, or at least let us know where she is once she finds that everything is over. By the way, I've been so scared to ask, but have they released James yet?" "Not yet, but at least they are no longer torturing him, and they are even treating him. Ralph has started the process of paying them oft. It will take some time to finish it off, but they are no longer torturing him and will release him Sometime this week." Thank God for that at least. Poor James "I really want to thank you for doing this for me, Elise. It is not the way I ever thought I would give you out in marriage at all." "It's okay, dad. I have to go now. Greet mom for me. "I will, dear. She went out for some shopping. He informed her. Elise could just picture him shaking his head. She was also shaking her head in surprise and resignation. Her mother was such a weird human being. To think that after everything that had happened yesterday, The morning after her first activity for today would be to go shopping was strange, to say the least. Elisr could bet her bottom dollar that it was Mr. Ralph's or Bryce's money she was using to shop. "Wow! She doesn't waste time, does she? I'm sure she would have gladly married Bryce herself if it was possible. In fact, I'm sure she sees this horrible circumstance as a great blessing." "Elise.." Donald began, but there was a knock on the door. "I have to go, dad. Someone s knocking on my door." Alright. I love you, Elise and thanks once again. I would give anything for you not to be going through what you re going through right now. I know, dad. I love you too. Bye. She told him and went to open the door to see Elise standing there.
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