Lory's Pov : My man

“I am indeed your legal husband, and you are my wife.” He said that I was completely shocked because then my hand went up on purpose, and then I slapped him which surprised him, and I was also shock by what I did to him.

Why did I do that to him? Why did I suddenly slap him when there was nothing wrong with what he said? It's true that we are a couple and I'm his wife, and he has the right to be jealous.

Because of that, I suddenly felt very ashamed. I immediately stood up and turned around while my mind was in chaos. I left without a word and ran into my room. When I got inside, I immediately lay down on my bed and then buried my face in the pillow. I touched both my ears and felt it was warm. I didn't even look at myself in front of the mirror, but I knew my whole face and ears were red.

Is he crazy? Why did he tell me that? Why does he want to say that I'm only to him and no other man can marry me? But if you think about it, he's a romantic guy, and he's very sweet, even if it's not visible on his face. But he is handsome and tall. Wait, what am I doing now? What are these coming out of my lips? I gently slap my lips, but I suddenly remembered the moment I kissed him on his lips. Because of that, I was stunned as I touched my lips.

For some unknown reason, I felt my heart beat faster again. The pounding of my chest is deafening, and I feel like I'm going crazy thinking about him. However I can also say that he is a good kisser. Couldn't he be a playboy in real life? Could it be that he has dated many women, so he is just that good at kissing women? Because of that, I frowned and got up from my bed. I went to the door and opened it. I peeked at him from outside where he was still sitting on the sofa and looked like he was deep in thought while his face was serious. Instead of being angry with him, I was unconsciously awed by him. It was as if there were some light around him and his beauty was shining. Yes, I will not deny that he is handsome, and he is like a prince who ran away from his palace to visit his princess. And of course, that princess is none other than me.

I went back inside my room and took a chocolate bar from my drawer, even though I don't know what I was doing right now or why I suddenly took it there because it was so important to me. I don't even taste it or give it to anyone else because it's my favorite chocolate. My hands just moved, and then I left the room as I approached him. I stopped in front of him, and he slowly looked up at me with a look of astonishment on his face. When we met each other's eyes, I couldn't speak immediately, but I was stunned and even more amazed by his beauty. I don't know whether to consider him handsome or beautiful because his face is shining like a diamond, and he looks like an angel who fell from heaven.

“Lord? Are you okay?” When I heard his voice, I realized that he had been talking to me for a while, but my attention was only focused on his face. Therefore, I felt shy again, but I didn't show it in front of him so that he wouldn't be awkward at me. I just handed him the chocolate bar while bowing my head. He was surprised when he took the chocolate from me, and then I immediately ran into my room. I dived onto my bed and buried my face in the pillow again as I stomped my feet.

From that day Markus temporarily lived with us, not his real name. I just took that from my favorite singer and artist that I idolize and admire. But I hope he won't know about that and won't discover that I gave him a name that comes from a man close to my heart. But he is also close to my heart, and he is more handsome than the real Markus. They are both important to me, but it looks like I have to choose only one of them.

He stayed at our house as my personal bodyguard because Dad didn't want to let anyone know about our marriage. However, I'm confident that he is always by my side and I see him every day. Even though, I feel sorry and sad when I think about his situation. He must also be struggling and even if he doesn't tell me his true feelings, I know he is desperate to know his true identity and his true name.

No matter where I go, he always follows me. We can't sit next to each other or even talk when there are other people around us. That's why I keep turning to him, and I can't take my attention away from him because he's always the only thing running through my mind.

Until one day he accompanied me to a couple of shop. Where I wore the wedding gown that I will use on my wedding day with Gil, and I feel sorry for him because he has to see all this, and he has to know every process for my upcoming wedding.

It happened that the sales clerk thought he was the man I was going to marry, so she called him and made him sit on the sofa while handing him hot tea. I had no idea that he was outside the dressing room and waiting for me. After I put on my wedding gown, the two women simply opened the curtain and I turned to face them, but my eyes widened in shock when I saw Markus there. He seemed so shocked also to see me that he almost spit out the tea he was drinking as he stood up and looked at me from head to toe over and over again.

What is he doing here? And why did they let him in here? I whispered to myself as a female employee approached me, and then she drew a wide smile on her lips.

“You're so beautiful, ma'am. It seems that your fiancée has fallen in love with you again.” She whispered, and I turned to where Markus was, but behind him, I noticed the familiar sport car. From that vehicle descended the familiar presence of the man I never expected to arrive.

When he opened the glass door, he immediately looked at me and stopped for a moment as he observed my appearance. In the time we didn't see each other, I didn't expect to see that face of his again. Who would have thought that his innocent face was just a show and that he was a playboy who was thirsty for different women? It seems that all the memories of both of us from the past came back, as well as the pain I went through with him and how much I was hurt because of him. I felt anger from him again and clenched my fists tightly without realizing that tears were falling from my eyes. Markus seemed to notice that, so he slowly turned behind him where he saw Gil standing near the glass door while he was smiling at me. Until he slowly stepped closer to me and then stopped in front of me, at the same time he took out a handkerchief from his pants pocket.

“You're still beautiful as before. I know you don't want to see me, but I'm here to support you and that's the truth. So please don't misunderstand my intention to see my future bride.” He said as he gently wiped every tear from the corner of my eyes.

I wanted to push him away, but I couldn't. I've been preparing for this for a long time to see him again, but I couldn't move my hands to slap him hard on his face to make him realize what he did to me before. But I just kept standing in front of him while I just stared at him. Unexpectedly, he suddenly fell to the floor when Markus punched him in the face and my eyes widened in shock because I didn't expect him to do that to him.

I covered my mouth in amazement at what he did. Instead of being annoyed, yelling at him or being angry with him, I was more amazed at him as he looked intently at Gil and clenched his two fists.

Should I be proud that he is my man? Or should I shout to the world that I think I've found the person meant for me?

But I think I've fallen for him. No, I think I love him.