Derek pulled into the driveway, the engine’s rumble fading into silence. The weight of their argument, still hanging heavily in the air. He turned off the car, his gaze lingering on Gemma’s tense profile before he got out and walked around to her side. Gemma's arms were crossed and her face held different emotions, barely acknowledging him. She got out before he could get the door and slammed it shut.The house was quiet as they entered. Derek kept his distance, sensing that the calm before the storm was about to break. Gemma, her frustration barely contained, stormed up the stairs. Her footsteps echoed loudly in the otherwise still house. It was as if Samuel and the others knew Gemma's mood would be pretty messed up and stayed away. Derek followed her up the stairs, his mind racing with worry and regret. He watched as Gemma hurried down the hallway and pushed open their bedroom door with a force that made it slam against the wall. The door bounced back slightly but remained open, an
Derek sat outside the door, his heart heavy with regret. Each minute stretched on, his mind racing with thoughts of how to mend his relationship with his wife. He replayed their earlier argument in his head and then realized he was in the wrong. If he was in Gemma’s shoes he would also have the same reaction or even worse. Keeping things about her life from her didn't speak good of him and he knew that. He cared for Gemma deeply, and was willing to set things right again, only if she would agree to open the door. Sighing, he stood up, driven by an impulse to reach out to her. Taking a deep breath, he knocked gently on their bedroom door. “Gemma?” he called softly. “Can we talk, please?” Gemma didn't say a word, but he refused to give up. “I know you need space, but I think we need to communicate. Please, just a few minutes?” He earnestly begged. The door remained shut, and his heart sank again. He paced the hallway, his mind in a turmoil. He wouldn't be able to sleep this nigh
Walking into the company that day, Gemma could see a lot of prying eyes of employees on her, like every other day. She wasn't surprised as this has been how she lived all her life. Her mother was the chairwoman of the company, her father, the CEO and it was a known fact to everyone that soon, her elder brother James would take over. She has a younger sister who was a supermodel and has been the model for every single one of the company’s products over the years. While she, on the other hand, was the unsuccessful daughter of the family with no stable position in the company. She knew the stares she was receiving wasn't one of admiration, but ridicule. “I wish I could live a jobless life like her without bothering about having a roof over my head, but sadly I don't have rich parents to spend on me,” she heard one of the employees say. It was an obvious attempt to shame her. She could only scoff. What everyone thinks of her, didn't bother her, knowing she has her supportive, rich and
“I only married her to be close to you, since you ain’t ready for marriage. I have no feelings for her.” These were Daniel’s words.Gemma’s eyes flew open at this words, she rose from the floor, her eyes never leaving Daniel’sHas their two years of marriage been a joke to him, the times he professed his unconditional love for her, when he proposed to her, the steamy nights they spent together, have they all been a joke to him?“Daniel, what are you saying?” She stuttered“It's exactly as you heard it. I've never loved you and I would never see myself loving you. Elena holds my heart. You're just a pawn I used to get close to her. I want to spend every single night and day with her. Since she didn't want to get married, I married you to stay right next to her. Now that she is ready to marry me, we should get a divorce,” he shrugged.“We’ve been together for two whole years and now you just want me to believe this?” Gemma asked.“Believe it or not, that's on you. Why do you think I ins
“What are you still doing in bed, Gemma. Have you forgotten today is your wedding day?” Elena’s loud voice woke Gemma from her sleep.She opened her eyes to find herself in her room.“I'm supposed to be at the hospital, I'm supposed to be dead,” she could only mumble and look around her, unable to understand what was going on.“I wonder if the fact that you're getting married to Daniel has altered your brain chemistry, sister,” Elena stared at her, not making any attempt to hide her irritation.Gemma reached for the mirror on her desk and stared at her reflection. “This wasn't the hairstyle I had on yesterday,” she noted.Unless her hairstyle had been changed in her sleep, but by who?The more she stared at herself, she realized she had seen that hair style before, it was from two years ago, when she had long hair, before her mum made her cut it to match Elena's who didn't like the fact that Gemma’s hair was longer than hers.“Mother wants you downstairs in five minutes. The stylist
Taking a bold step with her heart pounding, Gemma walked towards Derek who sat with an amused smile etched on his face.“What if he doesn't act along?” she thought, and really hoped he might take pity and not humiliate her.Gemma knew she had just stabbed her own foot by doing this. Derek was known to be rude and arrogant. In the past, he didn't show up at her wedding even after her mum tried all she could to make him come. But seeing him right here, she wondered what might have made him honour the invitation.Once she got to where Derek sat, she lowered her lips to his ears.“Act along, please,” she whispered.Derek could only smile.“You'll grant me a request then,” he whispered back to her.Gemma nodded.“How hard can the request be?” She thought.“He was Atlanta’s most eligible bachelor so he definitely has everything at his disposal.”She took his hand, making him rise from his seat.Elena almost choked to death at the sight before her.“Who the heck does Gemma think she is to h
“Marry me.”“Excuse me?” Gemma gazed at him like he had just made the biggest joke of the year, then giggled.“I'll be off then, Mr. Fegurson, since you really don't have any request to ask.”Derek gazed at the woman before him, wondering what she was giggling about when he meant every single word he just uttered.“Do I look like I’m joking?” He asked, not letting go of her arm. Gemma paused for a moment, looking at him. “This man doesn't seem to be joking," she muttered “Well, I'm thankful for how you played along in there, but that doesn't mean I will marry you just because I agreed to grant you one request…”“You did agree to grant me a request and this is it,” he cut her off.“People meet, fall in love, and date before they get married, Mr. Fegurson. I don't even know anything about you.”“Yeah, you met, fell in love, and dated the guy you just turned down at the altar too, right?” Derek asked, his intelligent orbs stared at the woman before him.“I…I…don't even know past your
It was never in Derek’s plan to grace the wedding invitation today, as a matter of fact, the invite came to him weeks ago but he never bothered to give it a second look. Instead he requested for it to be disposed of just like every other wedding invitation he had gotten in the past.Being Atlanta’s most eligible bachelor and number one billionaire, invitations are sent to him on a regular basis and never had he graced any one of them that didn't bring a growth in his business, just like the marriage invitation.“The wedding invitation you got from the Brauns is today,” his assistant walked in with a wedding invitation in his hand.“I thought I asked you to dispose that…”“You did, but I feel you might be interested in the eldest Miss Braun, she can be a wonderful addition to the company’s staff,” Logan proposed.“Why do you think she’ll agree to leave her family company for ours?” Derek asked, interested.“I don't think she is happy with the family. I've been watching her for a while.