CHAPTER FIVE

Arianna's POV. 

"Why, you ask?" Evan asked with a wicked smile on his face. I had never imagined my life to be with someone who wanted to make me completely miserable. I could see his happiness shining in his eyes. 

"Why don't you take a seat while I call the cleaner to take care of this? We don't want people saying that I mistreat my wife do we?" He asked sarcastically 

All I felt in that instance was reaching for him and smacking him across the face so that he returned to his senses. I pointed at him, my fingers shook at the action. "You are such a sleazy person. Who would have thought that you would include that clause question mark what did you intend to achieve in the first place? You wanted me tied down here so that you could have what? Make me give birth for you? You and I know that you are not in any form or shape ready to be a father of a child. Why can't you just let me go?!" I yelled, losing my cool. 

He was playing god with my life and I wasn't going to stand for it. 

He shrugged carelessly like I was just making a fool out of myself, and I sunk my hands in my hair, trying to relieve myself of the tension I was feeling. "I see that you have a lot on your mind and would like to air it." He smirked, "But that doesn't change the fact that you agreed to this. I didn't force you to sign it; in fact, I believe that I was lenient with you; you signed everything on your accord. You should be angry at yourself for not conducting due diligence and now trying to pass it on to me."

I had never felt so much anger in my entire life as I did at that moment. I could wring his neck if given the opportunity. 

It didn't help that he was busy walking around nonchalantly like he had not done anything wrong. "You hid this clause away from me. You knew that I was going to sign it without reading it completely that was why you worded it that way. You are the most despicable person I have ever had the misfortune to encounter!" I spat, clenching and unclenching my fists, trying to control my anger. 

"Well since that is settled, I guess it is time to move on to the next item. We have a party to attend tonight, but I was hoping that you could get some rest before we leave. I don't want you looking stressed out during the party and making people feel like I maltreat you or something of the sort." 

I clicked my tongue and shook my head in disbelief. He was only doing this for the Gram and not because he wanted to be a good husband. "Since those people are most important to you why don't you just go ahead and find something to do to make them see the best part of you instead of staying here and stressing the hell out of me? I do not want to remain married to you not now or ever. The earlier you get out into your skull, the better for you, and we won't have any problems in the future."

He nodded dismissively before picking up a glass of wine. It was half full showing that he had been drinking it before I walked in. "I would have invited you to come have a taste to calm your nerves but that would be trying to introduce you to a life that you probably cannot handle." He responded in a boastful tone. 

I ran my fingers into my hair, brushing it backward. If anyone had told me that I was going to land myself in such a mess, I would have argued and probably laughed at them to scorn, but here I was, facing the inevitable of my li,fe and couldn't even do a thing about it. My head was spinning in anger and I didn't even know how to begin. 

"You just need to calm down, this is not as hard as you make it seem. A lot of people will be happy to be in your shoes but here you are making a fuss out of nothing. I'm sure that we can have a balanced conversation when you are much more calm." He said pretending like everything was fine and I was just overreacting. 

I took in a deep breath to control myself from going off on him. I didn't want to imagine my life with such a bully. This was going to be my worst experience. "So let's get down to it. We need to have a child but we have never been intimate with each other. How would that happen?" I demanded from him. 

I wasn't going to allow him to take me for a ride and make me sound foolish when, in fact, he was the one making a mess of the situation. I wondered what my parents would think. 

They'd probably be happy that I was in such a dilemma due to the stupid choice I made on my wedding day. 

Tears threatened to fall from my eyes but I stopped myself just right in time. He didn't deserve my tears. Not now, not ever. 

He wanted to make my life miserable and it was my duty to show him that he couldn't. Once I was able to get past this awful situation, I was sure that I would revenge on him. 

"I don't like what I'm seeing. I want people to think that you are suffering. A newly wedded Bride is supposed to be on smiles but that's the opposite of what you're doing." He answered everything else besides the point. 

I cocked my head sideways and stared into his eyes. "Why do you want to frustrate me? Have I done something in my previous life to warrant this?"

He looked at me for a long time before drumming his fingers on the table, "I guess you would never know now, would you?"