Chapter 2 Forced!

Olive's POV~

My sister brutally opened her mouth as if it was all my fault.

Since the beginning of their taunts, I'd detected their sinister intentions.

I could swear that they had another justification other than our company.

"What?" I murmur and fail to suppress my rising anger.

They put so much pressure on my father to accept this marriage replacement he didn't want to.

Elenore heard what I said and wore a self-righteous expression, scanning me from top to toe. She looked haughty as always, and her behavior never sounded like a 26-year-old woman.

This expression was familiar because she cherished looking down on me and made sure it was visible for me to grasp. She loved to lower my confidence and remind me that if not for them, I would have been raised in an orphanage, sharing rooms with other children. Moreover, when I turned eighteen, I had nowhere except the streets to sleep in.

And I wasn't disgraceful for what I had gotten.

Nevertheless, about being a substitute bride, I couldn't go through it because there was no way I could agree to be one.

For whose sake shall I do that? Elenore?

What a bitter joke!

My boyfriend, David, I couldn't break up with him because my sister had lost her virginity in high school after sharing a bed with numerous boyfriends.

I'll turn 24 years old soon. I'm no longer a child to obey them.

My eyes rolled on Melissa. She found me hesitant, pondering, and only god knew what she thought of it.

She paused to see whether I gave them one of those dumb sympathy looks, but I could feel no pang of tenderness in my heart.

I wasn't a lamb to let them sacrifice me because Elenore had long since lost her virginity!

I didn't care what that family would do to a cruel b*tch like Elenore!

I glimpsed at my father's side, and it broke my heart.

I could see how shameful he was of Elenore's reckless acts.

Nothing was enough for his eldest daughter, no matter how hard he tried.

My father seemed to have aged ten years forward overnight. There was no way I could ignore his feelings.

Suddenly, he walked forward, grabbed my arm, and pulled me up the stairs.

He led me to my bedroom.

He grabbed my arms and eyed me, "Listen, my dear! They will realize this and will retaliate against our family harshly. So, it doesn't make sense to replace you and lie to them. Just don't worry, and let me sort this out."

I shook my head, terrified, but he spun around and left. I watched his back with a heavy heart.

Tears blurred my sight as I gazed at my father.

Was it true? Would they kill my father? My heart sank. That was my limit. I couldn't bear to lose him. I couldn't stand and watch them kill my father because of the little whore sister who seemed to be enjoying the problem she forced us to.

Right then, my phone beeped and broke the train of my thoughts. It was David, my boyfriend, whom I planned to leave with after graduation. I wanted a new start, a new life. Without them!

I felt the pain rooting deeper in my heart. I couldn't think of the colorful fantasy future I dreamed of, and all I had in my head was to keep my father safe.

David: "Hey love, did you get home safely?"

I paused to reply to his text message. After some cl*sses, we went on our date. I was happy when I got home, but currently, no words could describe how I felt.

It seemed I should stop daydreaming about my future. The lump grew in my throat and made it hard to breathe. My chest ached with a twisting pain flaring from my heavy heart.

"I got home safely."

I answered coldly.

I spread on my bed and glanced at the ceiling without blinking. Giving it a thought, I decided.

"I must talk to David. I'm wondering if he can help me and fix this mess."

I didn't linger and grabbed my purse. Heading out after half an hour, I found myself in front of the apartment.

He was living here.

I took a deep breath at the sight of the sky. It was about to rain, and I forgot to bring an umbrella.

Dashing inside, I greeted the security and went inside the elevator.

It didn't take me much time to open the door with the key he had once given me.

I looked around to see if he was around the kitchen, but my eyes caught the fallen skirt on the floor.

And it wasn't mine!

My mouth was open to call his name when I felt my heart shattered like a fragile gl*ss.

A savage moaning sound was coming from his bedroom. And my legs lost their control and only followed the voice that reached my ear.

Louder and louder, the voice got.

The door to his bedroom was mid-open, and the light was dim.

I pushed the door open, only to see that David was fully attached to this bully b*tch from our university.

As the door groaned, David pulled out of the gasping girl and faced me. They were glinting in their sweated skin.

I was disgusted at the scene before my sight. It charred my stomach. I was about to throw up but pushed it down because I did not want to look fragile.

"What is this, David?"

I managed my voice not to reveal how broke I was.

"Olive, it is not how it looks!"

Huh? What a dumb answer! What else should it look or mean?

"You cheated on me with that whore!"

I could guess why this girl -who used to be called 'the beauty'- bullied me. It was all because of David.

He pulled up his pants and approached me.

I paced back to avoid any touch or contact.

Their sinful scent already sickened me, and I didn't know how to order my legs to move, just run away.

My knees were trembling.

My hope, the door to a new life, and my dreams collapsed above my head.

That was the handsome man I was praising a while ago.

"Olive, please forgive me!"

He pleaded with me while trying to reach out his arm.

Forgiveness was not even on the list of my giving to him.

"Stop!" I screamed.

And when he froze at the loss of the moment, my arm moved up, and my palm hit across his face as hard as possible.

Right after that, I could come back to my senses. My head was blank, and my fingers were numb. I couldn't stop my tears.

Running out of the apartment, I faced the raging sky. It was pouring outside.

But it felt good to run in the rain and cry. This way, no one would realize that you had run mad.

How could he cheat on me? We planned to have s*x after marriage. Additionally, he noted that he respected my decision. He cherished it, and it turned out that he could not keep his word.

After an hour, I stood in the living room when my father rushed out of the study room only to encounter my disheveled version. Water drops dripped down from my hair and body.

"I'll marry Edward Johnson."

I uttered with a soulless accent and stepped backward when my father tried to get close.

But from the corner of my eyes, I saw Elenore and Melissa. They jumped up from their seats.

"And I have only one condition!"

My father looked desperate and confused.

"Oh my dear, I do everything you wish."

Melissa lied.

"I will have nothing to do with you and your family, father."

I had been talking to my father since the beginning and didn't care about the two women.

My father's face darkened even though he swallowed his lump and moved closer to soothe me or change my mind, yet I could see his desperation.

"I'm exhausted! Please let me have some rest."

I finished it with what I truly needed. Turning my phone off, I darted toward my bedroom.

~

Upon hearing what Olive declared,

Elenore instantly went to her room. She called her boyfriend, the eldest son of the Johnson family, Jonathan.

"Hi, babe! I have a piece of good news for you."

John: "What is it, then?"

Elenore took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and excitedly reported, "I don't have to marry that demon anymore. I told you that no one can separate us."

On the other end of the line, Jonathan was curious to know how she made it. She dodged this death trap.

John: "What do you mean?"

"Olive, that b*tch will replace me in h*ll with her beloved devil! Isn't it fascinating?"

John: "Holy cow, Are you sure Edward will never realize this replacement?"

"Yes, don't worry! When they are married, he can change nothing. Olive is the daughter my father never revealed. Unfortunately, she looks like me. People believe that I'm the only daughter."

John: "I can't believe you have such a rich brain to set this up."

Edward praised her intelligence. He was infuriated when he heard Edward had proposed his desire to marry the only daughter of the Levine family. It even angered him more when the families and his grandfather agreed to that ridiculous demand.

That disabled freak with his disfigured legs only deserved to be pitied.

John: "Get some rest, darling; it will be a fun day tomorrow."

He hung up. Jonathan was in his apartment, looking outside and how the rain washed down the streets.

"I'm the eldest heir of this empire."

Jonathan would want to join forces with Elenore It could *ssure him that Edward would be deceived and fooled. He would soon lose face.

Their grandfather would pay no heed to him anymore.

"I disfigured you ten years ago when you were celebrating your birthday, and I'll send you back to h*ll again. And this time, you're more likely not going to get away with it!"

He smirked mischievously.