Angela looked at Beau and Marigold staring at each other and said, "Goodness you two look like you've seen ghosts." Marigold looked down and said, "U-uh," Nathaniel interrupted saying, "She's just staring because she thinks Beau is handsome. Isn't that right Marigold?" Marigold gripped her dress while Beau stared at her thinking, 'She's my wife… she's so beautiful but she's way more quiet than she was this morning… I wonder…. I wonder what my father has done to her. How can she go from being so witty and bold to being timid and shy?' Nathaniel said, "So my boy, how did you get production sales up?" Beau ignored his father, continuing to stare at Marigold fidgeting in her seat. Nathiel said, "I've never seen you so distracted in my life Beau," but Beau continued to ignore his father. Angela looked at Marigold starting to shake and said, "I know you're in love Beau but stop staring at her, you're making the poor girl nervous." Beau quickly looked away and Nathaniel said, "Oh nonsense, he just thinks Marigold is beautiful, isn't that right Beau?" Beau stuttered, "I-I…" A waiter with a black tray that had 4 steak dinners on it walked over to the table interrupting Beau. Beau sighed in relief and Angela said, "I hope you don't mind, I already ordered for all of us… I hope you like steak Marigold, it's the highest quality in the country." Marigold said,"s-steak is wonderful…" The waiter put the food in front of Angela, Marigold, Beau, and Nathaniel and left while saying, "I hope you enjoy the dinner." They said their Grace and Angela said, "Now let's eat." As they ate Beau continued to glance at Marigold while she looked down at her plate eating slowly. Angela looked at Beau to see him glancing at Marigold and said, "Son, you haven't kept your eyes off of her." Beau looked down at his plate and Nathaniel chuckled saying, "Oh Angela let the boy enjoy his young love. Marigold is a beautiful sight isn't she Beau." Beau said, "S-She is beau-beautiful." Marigold's face turned red and Beau sighed saying, "She's a sight for sore eyes with a beauty unmatched." Beau thought, 'Why did I just say that, of course I think she's stunning especially in that dress but… she's clearly uncomfortable, I need to put my own feelings aside and stop making it worse…' Beau glanced at Marigold once more to see her hiding her tears and gripping her dress. He thought, 'She's crying… Something had to have happened to her and I don’t know what to say to cheer her up. All I can do is sit here and look like an idiot.' Angela said, "My goodness dear, are you alright? Are you nervous?" Marigold thought, 'I can't believe he's Beau Bax… Why is he doing this to me? I thought he said I was ugly… Why, why is he trying to ruin my life… Still it doesn't seem like Mrs.Bax knows anything that's going on. She seems so nice but would she side with Beau and Nathaniel if I told her what was happening? It's best that I don't take that chance… I don't want my life to be over and besides, it's not worth the fight and energy. I just have to pretend until I can get out of here.' She glanced up to see Nathaniel glaring at her, held back her tears, faked a smile, and looked at Angela while saying, "Yes I'm fine I'm just happy to be here and Beau is so nice. He's the kindest man I've ever met on the planet. I never would've pictured that he and I would ever in a million or even 10 million years be a couple. It's almost like destiny is paying… I mean playing games." Nathiel clenched his jaw and Marigold glanced over at him thinking, 'I think it's for sure Mrs.Bax doesn't know and Mr.Bax sure doesn't want her to find out.' Marigold looked at Beau still with a fake smile on her face and said, "Thank you for the compliment I could use 10 million more." He thought, 'What are these games she's playing?' Beau examined her face looking at the slight redness in her eyes and the puffiness underneath them and thought, 'Her beautiful eyes didn't look like this before, she's been crying a lot.' He touched her face as she looked away and said, "Isn't Beau just handsome. Something I've never seen before. He could've had any girl he wanted yet he just… had to have me…" She looked down and Angela said, "Well… That's one way to put it." Nathaniel said, "Yes… I can say I've never heard my boy talk about a woman the way he talked about you." Marigold said, "He must've had a lot to say for the short time we've known each other right Beau?" Beau jumped in his skin and thought, 'What is she getting at?' Beau said, "Uh Y-yeah…" Marigold gripped her dress as tight as she could and Nathaniel said, "She's a fair prize for any man." Beau glared at Nathaniel and Angela said, "She's not property, she's a human being. Calling her a prize is so degrading." Beau looked at Marigold seeing her holding back her tears and said, "You know uh it's getting kind of late I think we should all turn in for the night…" Angela said, "Oh… your father didn't tell you, me and your father are going on a 2 week vacation to give you two newlyweds time alone." Marigold's eyes widened and Beau glared at his father saying, "Oh that's not necessary…" Nathaniel interrupted saying, "Sure it is, you two need to spend some time alone, possibly consummate the marriage." Marigold's face turned pale while Beau coughed and tried to catch his breath. Angela slapped Nathaniel on the chest and said, "Leave the kids alone, those types of things are between a husband and a wife and it's nobody else's business." Nathaniel said, "I'm sorry I'm getting ahead of myself. You two have fun alone." Marigold stood up and began breathing heavily. Beau stood, said, "Well we must be going," grabbed Marigold’s hand, and led her out the restaurant to a white sports car. He put Marigold in the front passenger’s side seat, got into the front driver's side seat, and took off.
He glanced over at Marigold, looked at her tear soaked dress and said, "Look we aren't going to consummate the marriage anytime soon so please don't mind my father… I don't know what he did or how he got you here in this mess but I'm sorry…" She covered her face and began bawling her eyes out while stuttering, "H-how co-could y-y-you." Beau said, "Marigold I…" She interrupted him crying, "Just leave me alone." Beau sighed and said, "Marigold you… I'm sorry." Minutes flew by and Beau thought, 'Come on dummy, ask her something, try to make her smile.' He said, "You know I really meant what I said, you truly do look beautiful." Marigold ignored him, continuing to cry. He thought, 'How stupid can I be? She doesn't want to hear that she's beautiful right now, she probably already knows that!' He glanced over at her and said, "You know when my dad said he had a wife for me I never thought in a million years it would be you so I'm kind of glad that it was you he chose for me and not another girl… I wouldn't have been able to stand being married to some stuck up rich girl only after money." He saw her tears running down her arms and thought, 'I'm an idiot! She was probably forced into signing those documents and knowing my father he had to have made her sign a contract too. She doesn't want to hear that I want to be with her… I'm probably the last man she'd ever want to be with… At least for right now.' He said, "Alright Marigold, I'll leave you alone…"
They drove in silence all the way to The Bax Residency. Beau parked his car in front of the house and said, "Marigold I…" Before he could say another word, Marigold got out of the car, and ran inside while he chased after her, leaving his keys in the ignition. She ran all the way to the bottom step of the stairs case but before she could take another step Beau grabbed her arm. She tried pulling out of his grip shouting, "Let go of me." Beau said, "Marigold please you have to understand I had nothing to do with this." She pulled out of his grip, slapped him across the face, and said, "You had nothing to do with this? How so when your own father knew everything about me even down to my mother's death and the place I was going to start working at. So tell me Beau Bax, did you two come up with the crazy scheme to force me to marry you together or did you come up with it and tell your father what to do?" Beau said, "What are you talking about? What did my father say to you?" Marigold shouted, "Oh like you don't know! If it's not bad enough that my own father sold me for a 10 million dollar check because he's lazy… For you and your father to come up with the elaborate lie that I forged that check by getting it out of your car essentially ruining my life if I didn't agree to marry you! Who's idea was that huh? Was it yours?!" Beau said, "Marigold I never…" Marigold interrupted him saying, "The real icing on the cake was when he said to consummate the marriage with you and then you have the audacity to say to me 'We wont consummate the marriage anytime soon.' How dare you? How dare you and he ever think that I would ever do something like that with you. I hate you Beau Bax, you ruined my life!" Beau grabbed Marigold's hand once more saying, "Marigold please, I know how this looks but I had nothing to do with this." She shouted, "Let go of me right now!" He said, "Marigold please just hear me out for a second." Marigold shouted, "I don't want to hear what a liar like you has to say." He said, "Marigold, please listen to me." She broke out of his grip and he grabbed her once more saying, "Please Marigold." Marigold looked back at him, tears dripping down her face and shouted, "Don't ever touch me again, if you ever touch me I'll break your hand." She broke out of his grip and she ran back to the guest room that had all her clothing in it while he chased behind her. She ran into the room and slammed the door in his face, locking the door. He pressed his forehead up to the door and knocked on it while saying, "Marigold please listen to me… I didn't want this." He tried opening the door seeing that it was locked, he said, "Please let me in," but got no response. He put his back against the door and slowly slid down it sitting on to the floor, hearing her cry through the door. He thought, 'Why am I so dumb? I mean of course she wouldn't want to talk to me… She was forced to marry me so of course she's angry…. Why did I even make that stupid remark about consummation of the marriage… I didn't mean it the way that I said it… Why did I have to grab her like that? Why am I so nervous around her… I just want to make her happy and I've already messed everything up.' He slammed his hand on the floor thinking, 'She's already in distress, I have to do something… I can't bare to see her like this, hearing her cry… She's so different then the way she was when we first met… That wittiness and her bright smile are gone… To see her beautiful eyes filled with tears is breaking my heart every moment… I never want to see her cry again and I certainly don't want to be the reason that she's crying… I have to break this marriage off, she shouldn't be forced to do something she doesn't want to do…'
An hour passed and Marigold’s cries became quieter and quieter until finally silence hit the hallway. Beau pressed his ear to the door no longer hearing Marigold and thought, ‘At least she stopped crying, but I can’t allow her to continue being miserable like this.’ Beau sat on the floor, the back of his head pressing up to the door, and thought, ‘I never imagined my father would do something this cruel, this isn’t what I wanted… I should’ve never agreed to allow him to find me a wife to marry, I should’ve never signed the marriage certificate… The pain and fear she must feel, to be completely stripped from her home, not knowing where she is, but losing everything… I have to fix this now, for her sake…’ Beau pulled out his phone calling his father. He put his ear up to the phone hearing the phone ringing. BRIIIIIIIIING BRIIIIIIING BRIIIIIIING Beau’s phone rang until it reached Nathaniel’s voicemail. Beau hit the floor with his fist and thought, ‘PICK UP you’ve already dragged me int
Marigold stood by her window watching Beau's car fade in the distance and the black gate door close, slamming shut. She thought, 'I have to move and I have to move fast if I want to get out of here, but how can I make it through the gate without being detected?" She rubbed her chin with her hand and thought, 'If I can stay low and quiet enough, maybe I can stay hidden outside from any security… The only thing that's really lit up is the gate itself, not the entire wall. I can stay hidden in the shadows by the gate and wait until they open the gate for Beau, when his car pulls in I'll have to hurry and stay low but I'm sure I can sneak by without detection. Now the security person's station is on the left side of the gate, so I'll have to stay on the right side of the gate and make sure I stay on the right side of the car so I don't get seen… Alright… I need to get changed.' She looked through her clothing pulling out a solid black pair of high waisted jeans, black tank top, and a blac
At a gas station pump, sitting in his white sports car that had a black interior, sat Beau dialing up his father on his phone. He put his phone up to his ear, hearing it ring, until it reached Nathaniel’s voicemail. Beau tossed his phone on the front passenger's side seat, rested his forehead against the steering wheel, and said, "He's avoiding my calls, thinking I'll let this slide. UGH! This is ridiculous! He should have never tried to buy me a wife. Now all she is, is miserable and it breaks my heart." BUZZZZZZZZ BUZZZZZZZZ BUZZZZZZZ BUZZZZZZZ BUZZZZZZZBeau looked over at his phone to see it vibrating. He quickly picked up his phone and looked at the screen to see Carls calling him. He sighed, rolled his eyes, and answered his phone saying, "Yes." Carls said, "Master Beau, you are needed at home." Beau said, "Home? Why are you at my house? I thought your shift was over already." Carls said, "I left my house key, but there is a bigger problem. So please Master Beau come home at on
Beau walked back to the guest bedroom (that Marigold was in) thinking, 'What did I just do? I lost my temper in a way that I almost never do but… Seeing what he did to Marigold killed me. I just couldn’t control myself. The fact that he would do that to a woman is bad enough and that alone would have made me knock out his teeth but the fact that he did this to Marigold… If Carls wasn’t there to stop me… I would have turned into a completely different person. I would have gone too far.’ Beau stood at the doorway of the guest bedroom (that Marigold was in) and saw Marigold sitting down, hunched over, covering her face while she cried. He walked over to her, kneeled down to her level, and said, “You don’t have to worry about Trad anymore, he’s gone for good…” Marigold stuttered, “I-I w-was so em-embarrassed and y-you just o-over powered m-me.” Beau asked, “What are you…” Marigold slammed her hand on her chair’s armrest, looked up at Beau as tears ran down her cheeks, and interrupted him,
4 days later Knock, knock, knock, knockMarigold was awakened by the sounds of knocking at her door. She pulled her purple covers off of her head revealing her messy bed hair covering her face. She pushed her hair out of her face and mumbled, "Come in." ERRRRRRR EEEEEEEK Carls opened the door holding a shiny gray metal tray of food. On the tray there was a fork and a knife sitting on top of a white napkin, french toast on a plate, orange juice in a tall glass cup, a small cup of syrup sitting on the plate (that had french toast on it), and two strips of applewood smoked bacon on a saucer (next to the plate of french toast). The breakfast aroma filled the room. Carls said, "Good morning Miss Marigold." Marigold sat up stretching her arms and saying, "Good morning Carls." He walked over to her bedside, handing her the tray of food and asking, "Did you sleep well?" Marigold answered, "I slept okay… Thank you for breakfast." She dug into her breakfast while Carls said, "Well I hope you
5 weeks passed and Marigold continued to ignore Beau and his attempts to talk to her. Beau stood in his father's office wearing a white button up dress shirt, black dress pants, a dark brown leather belt, and black lace dress shoes. Nathaniel sat at his desk looking at Beau. Nathaniel said, "So Beau, how's married life treating you." Beau glared at Nathaniel saying, "She absolutely hates me. She won't even speak to me. All because you forced her to marry me." Nathaniel said,"She's still bitter about that? Honestly the child needs to get over it. What's done is done and we did her a favor. She should be thanking us." Beau said, "We didn't do anything. You forced her to marry me against her will. You took her out of her home and didn't give her a choice or say in the matter." Nathaniel said, "No, I gave her options." Beau said, "You blackmailed her into marrying me. That's not options." Nathaniel said, "I gave her options and she chose the better option. If you ask me I say we saved he
Clank, boom, clankAngela looked through her pots and cooking wear on a lower shelf in her kitchen. "Ah, there it is," she said while pulling out a light brown wood cutting board and rolling pin. She placed the cutting board on the island, looked through her fridge, and pulled out the pasta dough she had made earlier. She placed the pasta dough on the cutting board, turned to Marigold, and asked, "Would you like to roll the dough?" Marigold nodded and walked over to the cutting board. Marigold took the rolling pin and began rolling out the dough while Angela went through her cabinets looking for flour. Angela grabbed the flour out of one of her upper cabinets, while saying, "I hope this pasta turns out good, I've never actually made pasta from scratch before and I hate looking up recipes. I just do trial and error, learning from my mistakes." Angela placed the flour next to the cutting board and said, "So my darling daughter in law, tell me about yourself." Marigold stared at the past
Angela said, "Now you known Beau for a little while but he's more than he seems. With you he's gentle and does whatever he can to make you happy, am I right?" Marigold looked down thinking back to when Beau brought her food and tried to help her. She (Marigold) looked back at Angela and said, "Yes… He's always buying me things and sitting outside my door, waiting for me to ask him for help… It's quite strange to me if I'm being honest." Angela smiled saying, "Yes my Beau Bear always tries his best to provide. It may not be in the best way but he tries to help and show he cares the only way he knows how. Now some may find his ways strange unless they know his background and trauma." Marigold said, "Beau had trauma… He didn't seem like the type to have dealt with trauma at all. He always seems happy." Angela said, "Yes, he tries to hide it the best that he can. He doesn't like to share what he's been through… He feels like talking about it, is pushing his feelings and trauma on others…
As she walked inside of her old home she once knew she looked around her seeing her once vibrant, modern style living room darkened and in shambles. She sighed, taking in the sight of broken furniture, scattered beer bottles, holes in the wall, and pictures of her family broken in their picture frames. She breathed in the air that now reeked of alcohol and trash, thinking to herself, ‘He never changed…’ She pressed her back up against the front door and closed it as she whispered, “It's only for a moment.” She walked away from the door, going further into the house, and began stepping on glass that crunched underneath her feet. Step, crunch, step, crunch, step, clang. She looked down, seeing a golden picture frame underneath her foot, crouched down, and picked up the picture frame, seeing an old picture of herself, her father, and her mother, all smiling at a beach. ‘When did you decide that you were no longer going to be my father? Was it the day mama died… Or were you always like t
Inside Beau's room, stood Beau. He went through his closet, going through his suits that hung on a clothing racket. As he went through his suits he felt his phone begin to vibrate. He took it out of his pocket, looked at it, seeing Fress calling, and answered it, saying, "Yes?" "Sorry to call so late Mr.Bax Jr. but while you've been wasting your day away doing senseless, 'Birthday activities,' with your family, I've been working hard on the charity event and need your signature on some contracts for the vendors," Fress snickered. Beau gritted his teeth, sighed, and said, "Send them to me and I'll sign them when I get the chance." Fress said, "See to it that you do. We can't all do whatever we want like you, with no care in the world." Beau said, "Okay." Fress said, "I'm glad you're taking this so nonchalantly. This is why you'll never be a top business man, because when it comes down to it, you can never focus and get the job done." Beau said, "Look Fress I'm not going back and forth w
Marigold entered the kitchen, looking down and smiling to herself. She looked up seeing Angela, Nathaniel, and Carls standing in the kitchen, the cake sitting on the island and a cake knife sitting next to the cake. Angela looked at Marigold and said, "Marigold, we were just talking about you." Marigold walked over to Angela, saying, "Talking about me? What were you guys about?" Angela grabbed Marigold's hands, saying, "How talented you are. I mean, you are full of surprises." Carls said, "Your voice sounds like a beautiful bell, Miss Marigold,"Nathaniel added, saying, "You can paint, you can sing, you truly are a very talented woman. I see why my boy is in love with you. You truly are an amazing young woman." Marigold's face turned red, as she looked down, saying, "T-Thank you, but I-I'm nothing special." Angela said, "Why Marigold Bax, that is utter nonsense." Carls said, "You are very special, Miss Marigold,"Nathianel added, saying, "A woman with talent like yours should put it to
Early in the morning Marigold stood in the kitchen wearing a wrap style shirt that had long puffy sleeves and was beige pink colored. She also wore blue skinny jeans, and t-bar style heels. She had her long hazel brown hair up in a high messy bun and wore 14k, rose gold, hoop earrings. She put a plate that had chocolate chip pancakes, bacon, and sausage on it on a metal tray next to a small cup of syrup. She went through the cabinets in the kitchen, found a tall glass, poured some orange juice, and put it on the tray. Carls walked into the kitchen seeing Marigold preparing a tray and said, "Miss Marigold you're up early." She looked at Carls, smiled, and said, "Yes, I wanted to make breakfast for Beau." Carls said, "Well it smells delicious, Miss Marigold. Master Beau is going to love it." She said, "Thanks Carls," stood in front of him, her back facing the doorway of the kitchen, and said, "Now how do I look?" He smiled and said, "You look beautiful Miss Marigold." She said, "Beaut
Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding Marigold was awakened by the sounds of her cell phone going off. She slowly opened her eyes and began rubbing them. Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding She listened as her phone continued to go off. She mumbled, "Why is my phone going off," as she reached for her phone that sat on her bedside table. She looked at the time, seeing that it was 4am, and thought, 'Why is my phone going off this early in the morning?' She unlocked her phone and saw notifications from the art websites she posted on. She gasped as she opened one of the notifications to one of the websites, seeing that her painting was sold for 500$. Her eyes widened as she smiled from ear to ear. She jumped out of bed and she began screeching from excitement. She continued to look through the rest of her notifications, seeing that they were commissions for more painting. She thought, '10 commissions and they're all 250 and above, I've got to get painting right away.' She ran out of her room, went to the art
9 Hours LaterKnock, knock, knock, knock The knocking at Marigold's door woke her up from her deep sleep. She cracked her eyes open, slowly awakening. She laid in her bed feeling her body feeling heavy, hot, and weak. Knock, knock, knock, knock She continued to hear knocking at the door but ignored it, as she closed her eyes, feeling her stomach begin to turn sour.She heard Carls say, "Miss Marigold can I come in," but ignored him, feeling pain in her stomach. Knock, knock, knock, knockCarls continued to knock at the door, saying, "Miss Marigold it's time to wake up, you're going to miss your flight." With all the strength she had, she opened her eyes, and mumbled, "Come in." Carls entered the room holding a silver tray in his hands. On the tray there was french toast on a plate, bacon on a saucer, fork and a knife that sat on top of a napkin next to the plate, and a tall glass of orange juice. He said, "Good morning Miss Marigold, did you sleep well?" She cracked her eyes, lo
4 Years ago…In his office at the Bax Company was Beau, sitting behind his redwood desk, holding designs in his hands. He sighed, thinking, ‘None of these will do, these aren’t original enough. The people are going to hate these.’ He tossed the designs on his desk, thinking, ‘Come on Beau. Sales are down by 15%. I have to do something to get sales up and these designs aren’t going to cut it.’ DING The sounds of the elevator dinging filled the air. Tap, tap, tap tapHe heard the sounds of heels tapping against the floor, and looked up to see Jessica standing in front of his desk. Jessica wore a black, peplum style dress, black stilettos, a chunky white pearl necklace, a white pearl bracelet, and had her strawberry blond hair up in a low bun with bangs. He smiled at her and stood up while saying, “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes? You look beautiful.” She sighed, while rolling her eyes, and said, “I hate this dress. I look terrible.” He walked from behind his desk, stood in front of
Marigold looked at Beau seeing him siding eying her with no expression on his face. As he looked forward at the road, he tightened his grip around the steering wheel, and said, "So, what did you think you were doing?" She looked down saying, "Beau I-I, I don't know." He said, "How could you just leave without telling me where you were going? What did you think you were doing, all the way in the city, without transportation or any form of communication?" She said, "I know, I should've brought my phone… I just… I was distracted." He said, "What if I hadn't been there to protect you? What were you going to do then?" She said, "I can handle myself Beau, I don't need your protection." He said, "Oh yeah, like you were handling Fress right? You had the whole situation under control." She said, "I did, I can protect myself, you just got in the way before I had the chance to defend myself, you…" He interrupted her, saying, "Marigold this is not the time to play. I'm not in the mood to play gam
4 Years ago…In Beau's office were Fress and Beau. Fress sat on a couch chair and chin buried into his hand while Beau sat on the loveseat. In front of them, sprawled out on the table were drawings of designs of different outfits drawn by both Beau and Fress. Fress said, "Alright, we need 2 more designs for the Runway show and then we're done." Beau picked up one of the drawings. The drawing was of a sparkly one shoulder dress that had a tulip skirt. Fress grabbed the drawing from him, looked at it while stroking his chin, and said, "It's a good design, but if we're going to make the dress we need the perfect model to model it." The voice of a woman said, "What about me?" Fress and Beau looked over at the elevator seeing a woman aged 18 standing in front of it. The woman wore a light blue, A-line, knee length dress, and black heels. She had a diamond necklace that sparkled in the light and earrings that matched the necklace. Her thick, strawberry blonde hair was done in an updo with