Chapter 4: Entreaty

Eleanor’s POV

Zayn let out a profound sigh once he heard that. A big disappointment can be seen on his bare face. Honestly, even if he looks hot and alluring, he could also appear as frightening as he can.

“I can't believe how irresponsbile I was. Well, that’s going to be a tough and stringent job,” He finally spoke and conditioned himself with his serenest mood.

“Under those circumstances, we should establish and execute strategies that we must do in order to have a successful outcome and escape this dreadful nightmare.”

“Excuse me? It’s not a dreadful nightmare being wedded to me.” I appealed. I felt offended by what he stated. 

“I don’t really mind. Whether you are the person I am tied to or not, I still don’t want to be espoused.”

“Perhaps there is a lot of melancholy in your life.”

“Are we seriously going to talk about how my life works now? Do you think that is what importantly matters most at this point?” He earnestly raised one of his eyebrows at me.

Mia looked at me, expecting me to refute what he said, but he made me astounded.

“Geez, why are you so critical about life?” Those are the only words that came from my mouth.

*Ring (3x)

“Let me excuse myself, I will just answer this call.” I retreated from the table once I saw dad’s incoming call.

“Dad, what’s your concern?”

“I get that I voluntarily promised that I wouldn’t be strict anymore, but could you go home right now? Dylan’s father is visiting our house, of course, with our companion. I bet this is a great time for the four of us to have a direct conversation about the wedding.”

“Does it need to be this hour?”

"Yes, as I previously stated, Dylan's father is also on his way."

“I cannot just leave---”

“We are highly expecting you to be here in 30 minutes. See you, daughter!” I timidly returned to our table.

"It appears that you are finished with your abrupt call. Currently, we should be pointing out ideas or arrangements on how we can legally separate. We need to proceed with it as soon as possible since Mia indicated that separation would cause a lot of difficult casualties.”

“I can’t.” I had the courage to speak. He glared at me badly.

“What do you mean you can’t? Let me guess, do you regret wanting to separate with me once you saw me? Mia mentioned when you took the call that I am your type.” He winked.

I don’t quite cognizant of the mood of this guy. He was recently serious for the past 3 minutes, and now he is delightedly teasing me.

“Of course not. I am engaged, why would I have interest in you?” I used it as a reason

He shrugged his shoulders as he gazed at Mia, as if he is pointing at her.

“I am not engaging myself with your arguments.” She looked away.

“You just did. Why would you even tell him that he’s my type?!”

“Isn’t it?” My eyes went at his rightful presence. We can’t deny the fact that he is hot and handsome.

“See? The way you stare at him—”

“Shh! I need to leave, now!”

“Seriously? This meeting is about settling it. "Do you realize how difficult it is to work out a schedule with me?" Here he goes again with his precipitous mood change.

“Don’t you have a slight consideration for your lawful wife? This is a dominant circumstance.”

“I also have more dominant meetings, but I disregarded them for this particular meeting because it greatly influences and disturbs our lives.”

“STOP! Both of you should stop. I disapprove of seeing you reprove each other. Yet, congratulations, because you had your first quarrel as wife and husband. But to be serious and to unite you, let me propose a suggestion that could be substantial.”

“Continue,” Zayn said.

“Let’s reschedule, but before you get mad at me, Zayn hear me first. Since the three of us lack knowledge about marriage and divorce, reorganizing and rebuilding ideas on our own would be advantageous. Also, for the next meeting, I will bring my sister to put you on the right track.”

“That’s a lot better for me.” I opinionated.

“Fine. I can agree with that. Let’s pack this all up.” Eventually, Zayn did not disagree with it and walked out of the restaurant rapidly without any farewells. 

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“Where is dad?” I hurriedly rushed inside the mansion and asked one of the maids, who is meticulously cleaning the living room.

“At the dining area, Ms. Eleanor.”

“Are the visitors present at the dining area also?”

“Yes, they just arrived. You should get going, Ms. Eleanor. I unintentionally heard that they will be waiting for you before they start the meals offered.” She recommended.

“Thank you.”

I swiftly proceeded at the dining area after gracefully embedding my haggard appearance.

“Eleanor! Is that you already? You’re a grown woman now. Join us so we can have a lively discussion." I guess this is Dylan’s father, he noticed me once I stepped into the vicinity of the dining area.

Dylan stood up from his chair and pulled out a chair beside him for me to sit on. I rushed and sat on it.

“I like how Dylan is caring for my daughter. They look good together.” Dad’s insight.

“It seems like we are not going to regret our courageous decision.”

“Eleanor, this is your Uncle Ben, Dylan’s father.”

“…and soon to be your father also. It's finally great to see you personally.” We shake hands together above the table. Up until now, I could not believe the pace of these events.

"Dad, you appear to be scaring her. I don’t want to rush things with the beautiful lady beside me. Before anything else, let’s just enjoy this dinner and the delicious food prepared for us.” Dylan spoke, he is very respectful compared to Zayn, whom I just encountered. 

“I’m glad Eleanor didn’t rebuff the engagement, William. Some of my business partners also tried engaging their daughters with someone, but their daughters became rebels.” Uncle Ben opened the topic.

“Actually, I terrified and surprised her for a bit, but it turned out great, and she agreed with it.” I wish I had a chance not to, but for you dad, I gave it a shot. 

“Perfect! With that, we ought to prepare a lot of needed requirements and obligations for this grandiose wedding. By the way, I remembered somebody’s unpleasant experience. He is a person I know who also works in the business field. He tried to make an arranged marriage for her daughter, but it turns out that his daughter is already married to someone he didn’t know about. How ridiculous and absurd is that?” I dropped the knife I was holding on the floor when I heard that. My heartbeat suddenly palpitates rapidly. All of them looked at me for the noise I caused.

“S-sorry, it slipped from my hand.” I picked up the knife from the floor.

“Who is this, Ben?”

“It’s Marlo’s daughter!”

“Really? It’s a decent and assuring thing that Eleanor would never be in that situation, right Eleanor?” Dad proudly said.

“O-of course!” The only word I could say. I am not used to lying.

“I have vivid confidence in her also. She is a pretty kid and no wonder a lot of boys chase her. Although, I know she is responsible enough to not be in those kinds of situations.”

A lot of pressure is building inside me. I really need to clean the mess that I made.