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My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 31
Bryan's POVI stood at the corner, my mind reeling as I struggled to process what had just happened.Emelda's words still echoed in my ears, her voice ringing with a defiant fire that I had never expected from her, a fire that had left me mouth-tied.I don't know the one that stood out, the hunger as our lips joined or the intensity of her slap when I began to be my usual self.I touched my face again, the heat of her slap still stung on my cheek as I tried to make sense of the situation.I was never one to ever lack words to say but the echo of Emelda’s words coupled with the slap I never saw coming glued my tongue to my teeth.Emelda's words had struck a nerve, had stirred something deep within me that I had long since pushed down, something that I had tried to bury beneath layers of bravado and apathy.I could still picture her face, the hurt and anger in her eyes as she'd turned away from me, her words a condemnation of my actions. I was still lost in my thoughts when my phone ra
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 32
“Phew! Finally,” I let out softly as I sank into the comfortable black office seat. After a rather chaotic turnout of events I was finally settling into my workspace for the day. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the chaos of my thoughts.As I began to arrange my things on my desk, my mind couldn't help but drift to the events of earlier that day, my mind replaying the confrontation with Bryan in vivid detail.I winced at the memory, a pang of regret hitting me as I realized that I had gone too far.I shook my head, trying to push the thought aside, and choosing to focus instead on the news from the clinic.My mind reeled as I thought about the employee who had fainted causing the chaos some minutes ago. The news of his condition left me both concerned and confused."A very low pressure," the doctor had said, the words echoing in my mind as I tried to make sense of it.I knew that low blood pressu
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 33
Emelda's POVMy heart continued to race as I watched Bryan charge towards Jeffrey and I. What could he be up to this time? It was safe to conclude that Bryan, aside from being arrogant, was also very impulsive in his actions. My body began to tense in fear as he drew closer, his expression hard and unyielding."Go home, Jeffrey," he snapped, his voice like ice as he crossed over to where I was and held onto me firmly. “Ms. Ferdinand and I have unfinished business.” Jeffrey looked between us, his brow furrowed in confusion as he took in the tension in the air.Jeffrey hesitated, his eyes flicking between us before he finally turned away."Well, I'll leave you two to it, then," he said, his voice growing quiet as he turned to leave, his disappointment clear in his tone. I waited patiently till Jeffrey drove before turning to face Bryan. "What do you think you're doing?" I demanded, my voic
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 34
Bryan’s POVI hit my fist slightly on the empty space beside me as the car drove off leaving Emelda few blocks away from the house. “Can you speed up?” I growled at the innocent driver. “Sir, this isn’t a highway sir. Houses are all over. We wouldn't want to mistakenly run into kids playing in the streets sir.” He answered, his voice low and respectful. “I don’t care, do as I say.” I answered without thinking, allowing my anger to get to me.As the car picked up speed I knew that I was being reckless but I just wanted all the raging emotions within me to stop. I just didn’t want to feel. I wanted to become numb.I wanted to not have any care in this world.“How dare she talk to me in that manner again.” I spat almost inaudibly. “Acting like she knows me too well. Who gave her that damn right.” As I fumed in anger, I realized I wasn't just angry at Emelda anymore rather I was mad
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 1
Emelda's POV The hot rays of the scorching sun pierced through the white cotton curtain, smooching my wearied skin as I bent over the kitchen floor. The kitchen floor was as stubborn as a mule as it laid unyielding beneath the almost worn out brush I held in my hands as I scrubbed away at the stubborn stains on it. "Arghh!" I let out softly. I was exhausted and my back aches due to the hard chores and labor I had been subjected to by my stepmother. As I scrubbed further, tears rolled down my eyes as past thoughts of how I never had to do anything because my dad would always provide a maid. After my mother died with my baby brother during childbirth, I became the next most important person in my father's life until he met Juana, my stepmother. And after his mysterious death last year, everything became worse. My mind wandered back to the first time I met Juana. After years of grieving over my mother, and with the responsibility of taking care of me, my father decided to rem
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 2
Bryan's POV "Argh!" I let out softly, my forehead furrowing as I tried to sit up, holding my head which was pounding furiously. The scent of the early morning sun rays and its warmth mixed with the scent of the sunflowers sitted calmly in the ceramic vase close to my window filled the room. As I stretch lazily, blinking away the haze of sleep still heavy on my eyes, I realize I'm not alone. A woman is lying next to me, the sheets pulled up to her chest. "Hassshh!" I sighed as I struggled to recall the events of last night's party. I had gone out like every other night, and had returned drunk. Quickly, I tap her shoulder. "Get up," I say gruffly, "It's time to go." "Uhmmm…" She muttered softly, her tone showing she was still very much sleepy. "I need more sleep." "Yesterday night was so good that it took all my strength away." She added, a flirtatious smile appearing on her face as she ran her hands across my hairy chest. "Get up and leave!!" I growled with a frown. "F
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 3
(Jonathan's POV) I sat on the edge of my bed as I dial the caretaker's number, my mind filled with the events of the past hour. Dealing with Bryan is always draining. As the phone rang, my eyes drifted to the framed photograph on my bedside table. It was a picture of my son, Bryan Jr's father and his wife, smiling and happy. They were the picture of perfection, the embodiment of everything I had worked for. But all that had been taken from me in an instant, in the blink of an eye, in the crash that had claimed their lives and left me a broken man. "Good afternoon sir." The caretaker's voice echoed through the phone. I swallowed hard the rising thoughts of my dead son, recollected my thoughts and focused on the task at hand. "Good afternoon," I replied, my voice terse and businesslike. "I need to discuss a matter of some urgency." The caretaker, accustomed to my no-nonsense tone, quickly agrees to meet with me. "Of course, Mr. Rodriguez," he answered. "Is there anythin
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 4
(Jonathan's POV) "You can stop here," I uttered softly to my driver, who like the caretaker had served me for years. "I wouldn't want to draw any attention to myself." "Okay sir," he responded, parking the car a few meters away from the bus stop. My skin was instantly grazed by the hotness of the sun as I stepped out of the limousine and began to walk towards the commercial bus that was still taking in commuters. "You can sit over here sir," a young teenage boy gestured towards me as I scouted for a seat. "Oh, thank you." I nodded, a faint smile visible on my face. As the wheels of the bus began to move, my mind wandered back to that fateful day when I met Emelda. It was one year to the day since I'd lost my son and daughter-in-law in a car accident, and filled with grief and sad memories of them both, I'd sought solace in the bottom of a bottle in a bar which I later found out was owned by Emelda's stepmother. The liquor had numbed my senses, dulled my pain, but only fo
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