Never Getting Married

 Flora POV:

The following morning

 

I came out of my room and shut the door behind me.

I was walking down the hallway when I saw my mum approaching me; I rolled my eyes and halted my steps.

Not only that, but I avoided her throughout since our last conversation yesterday- and I was glad she got the message.

“Good morning Flora” she greeted with all smiles as she stood in front of me, but I only nodded and look away from her face.

“Ryder is here to see you” she announced as I walked past her, I retreated my steps immediately. “I didn't hear you” I turned to her, she sighed. “For goodness’s sake, Mum; I'm still a widow!” I thundered and she slowly brought her face down.

“Why on earth is he here to see me?” I inquired coldly and she lifted her face.

“Just to pay you a visit and that's all dear” She replied calmly, I just huffed as I counted two steps closer to her.

“You've done enough mum, don't think you can ever force me into getting married again; you will regret it” I threatened with clenched teeth and I watched as her eyes dilated in surprise.

Good.

I turned my back against her;

and finally walked down the hallway.

 Ryder POV 

I sat patiently on a single couch in the living room-waiting for her.

If you ask me why I was here, I really don't know, I just wanted to see her face, I guess.

She never smiles to me, but I can watch her gladly all day smiling with another person; that's how much I like her.

She's not aware though because I never express it; besides, she was my late brother's wife, so I have to respect that.

It hurts she ended with my brother, but what can I do? Xavier was the first child; he had to get married before me.

Flora's mum and my mum were close friends, and I've had my eyes on her since the very first day her mum brought her to our mansion.

Well… It's all good now since my brother is gone; I can have my Flora for myself alone.

I glanced up to the stairs and saw her climbing down the last stairs.

F**k!

Until when was she going to stop wearing those black dresses- I thought with a secret eye roll and adjusted my gray shirt.

I watched her back as she strode out of the building, my brows creased, confused.

Hold on… She didn't see me, or she decided to ignore me?

The thought of her ignoring me shattered my heart; no one ever does that to me.

I'm Ryder Gabriel.

I sprang to my feet and motioned to the door.

I pray she says she didn't see me because I want to start acting being nice to her and that includes the reason I'm here this morning, and if she says she deliberately ignored me; then I might lose it.

Likewise, I got to the facade of the building and looked around for her.

And my eyes landed on her back-standing very close to the garden. Good.

I marched towards the garden; trying my possible best to control my anger.

“You didn't just ignore me, did you?” I asked her immediately I got behind her.

She turned to me and stare at my face for some seconds before taking her eyes back.

What the?!

“Flora, I'm talking to you,” I said sternly as I grabbed her arm and she turned to me with rage. “What's your problem, Ryder?” She roared as she yanked her arm from my hand and I took a step backward, my eyes widened.

What's wrong with her?

Where did she get the gut from?

“If you really think I'm going to get married to you;then I'm sorry to inform you that you are wrong, I will rather die being a widow than to end up with someone like you” She rasped, and my eyes bulged upon hearing that. Getting married?

“Flora” I called, but she has already turned and left.

I stood rooted as I watch her back till she stepped into the building.

What was that?

What was she trying to say?

Getting married to me?

Oh, no… I guess she was affected by her widow state.

Moments later…

I barged into the living room furiously.

I still can't believe Flora could talk to me in such manner.

I saw her sitting on the long couch- watching the TV screen.

I scoffed softly and made to ascend the stairs. “You are back?” I heard her voice, but I didn't stop.

Isn't it obvious enough that I didn't want to greet her. “Ryder” She called me as I took a step inside.

Gosh!

What's her problem?

“I have something important to tell you,” She stood on her feet and beckoned me to come closer.

I rolled my eyes and slowly walked fully into the living room.

“Son” She cooed,, but I just stared at her, wondering what she was up to.

She's my mum,, but she deprived me the motherly love any child could wish for and gave it all to Xavier.

She doesn't love me because I never listens to her, who cares though.

And now that her precious son is gone; I don't understand why she's acting all nice to me. “Uhm… You see” She started, I watched her with my hands in my trouser pocket.

“You will be getting married to Flora in the next few months” She declared, and I scoffed, looking elsewhere. Hold on…

'If you really think I'm going to get married to you;then I'm sorry to inform you that you are wrong, I will rather die being a widow than to end up with someone like you'

Flora words reeled through my mind, I stood properly as I faced Mum again.

“What are you saying?” I asked her coldly, she breathes in and breathe out.

“Your dad and I suggested you should get married to her, since your brother is no more” She told me, but I only watch her speechlessly. So, Flora was right all along.

“Then why are you just telling me, don't I have a say in this?” I inquired.

“The same way Xavier was not allowed to make his choice, you want me to go through that also, isn't it?” I added, trying not to yell. She smiled. “We know what's good for you son; Flora is the only girl for you, she's a sweet girl, right?” She said, beaming with smiles, I just huffed and turned my back.

I plonked myself tiredly on the bed and lay on my back. Of course, Xavier was the only person they can easily boss around unlike me; I really don't give a damn about them, so I can easily turn them down.

But here is a chance; I mean, I've always wanted Flora for myself.

I smiled broadly as I thought about the whole thing again. “Get ready for your new husband to be, Flora” I muttered to myself as I rolled to the other side of the bed.