LOGINShare
Chapter 45
Last Updated:
2024-09-25 23:41:53Related chapters
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 46
Emelda’s POV The morning sun shone brightly as its warm rays kissed my skin as I stepped into it, making my way towards the bus stop. As I took in the scent of the early morning breeze, my thoughts turned to Bryan, his face and body still fresh in my memory as I recalled the event of the night, my heart skipping a beat and fluttering as I thought of him. Jonathan's death had hit him hard, I actually didn't think he was going to be able to take it. I never thought I'd see this side of him, I thought to myself, my mind filled with admiration and respect for the strength he was showing, the way he was handling his grief with such grace and poise was imitable. As I boarded the bus, the sounds of traffic and conversation filled the air around me, but that didn't distract me one bit as I continued to relive last night's experience over again in my head. My cheeks turned pink with a blush as I recalled the way Bryan had touched me, his hands gentle and tender as he explored my bod
Last Updated : 2024-09-26My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 47
Emelda's POV I stared at Bryan with confusion and anger in my eyes, I still couldn't wrap it all yet in my head. I couldn't believe I had stayed with them for months and didn't know who I was truly married to even Jonathan might have only felt pity for me. How can I be such a fool and naive. It's all coming together now,this was all a game and I fell for their so called game.As Bryan spoke, his voice calm and professional as he addressed the assembled crowd, my anger and indignation began to rise within me, my blood boiling as I listened to his words."How were they able to keep this secret so well?" I thought to myself, my fists clenching as I watched him, my mind reeling with a sense of hurt and betrayal.I remembered Jonathan. Jonathan was literally a simple looking elderly man whenI met him for the first time. If he was that rich, he wouldn't choose my stepmother’s bar house to drink at. That bar house was a dirty hole compared to the luxurious ones. I remembered the way I ha
Last Updated : 2024-09-27My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 48
Emelda's POV I opened the door, my jaw dropping in surprise and awe as I saw Bryan standing there. Bryan dressed in a shiny black Tuxedo suit and a white collar shirt which revealed a little of his upper chest stood out impeccable. Aside from his appearance, his demeanor was calm and collected and his hair styled in a way that would make any lady rush into his arms. My heart began to race, my body betraying me as I remembered the night of intimacy we had shared, my mind filling with thoughts of his touch, his words, his warmth."Bryan," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper as I spoke, my eyes meeting him as I fought to control my emotions, my knees growing weak as I tried to keep myself from falling into his arms.As I fought to control my emotions, my mind whirling with thoughts of Bryan and the night we had shared, I bit down on my lower lip, my jaw clenching as I forced myself to focus.And then successfully winning over my emotions, my expression hardening into a frown.
Last Updated : 2024-09-28My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 49
Bryan's POV My mouth widened in shock and my fingers which gently held on to my favourite magazine lost its grip, allowing the magazine fall to the floor. “Damn! She's gorgeous.” I said to myself, my eyes still wide open.I could literally feel my heart beating furiously in my chest as I stared at her wondering what particular day she was created.The dark blue gown I got her was indeed perfect for her as it clinged unto her slender body, revealing her delicate curves. And then, just as I took in every detail of the dress on her body, she closed the bedroom door behind her and began walking towards me. As the sound of her footsteps approached, my breath caught in my throat as I looked up, my eyes meeting hers. I struggled to find the words to express how stunning she looked, her beauty almost too much to take in."Emelda," I finally spoke, my voice filled with wonder and awe as I stood, approached her, "Yo
Last Updated : 2024-09-29My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 50
Natasha’s POV“What the hell was Emelda doing in such a restaurant?” I spat, my palm folded into a fist as I walked out of the elevator. “And who was she even with? He is so handsome and he looks rich.”“Watch it, you good for nothing.” I yelled angrily at a waiter who pumped into him as I took a turn towards the exit. “Do you know how much my clothes cost? If you ruin it, your one year allowances won't even be enough.” “I’m sorry ma’am, but you were not clearly not watching.” The waiter answered, his voice calm and quite professional. “How dare you?” I barked, my eyes filled with fury. Without thinking, I picked up the mop bucket he dropped and emptied its contents over him.My gosh! I yelled as I walked out, leaving the waiter wet. “You better know your class.” Immediately, I left the hotel, I flagged down a cab. As I settled in at the passengers’ seat behind, I felt a little groggy from the white wine I had drank earlier. “Those crazy girls, always trying to challenge me.” I ut
Last Updated : 2024-10-01My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 51
Emelda's POV “What's going on Bryan? Why are we leaving already? I whined as I held on to the tail of the shimmering outfit as Bryan led the way, his steps quick but watchful.“Oh! It's nothing. I just felt we had to leave.” Bryan answered, his tone a little bit off, I could tell he was keeping something. “Maybe I’m just eager to show you the next phase of the night.” He added. Not being persuaded by his words, I focused my gaze on him, I could tell he was lying, he kept looking left and right as he walked towards the elevator. When we locked behind the elevator's door, I turned to face him, our eyes meeting each other. “Now, start talking, Bryan Rodriguez. What is going on?” But before Bryan could say anything, the elevator stopped and the door clicked open. Taking my right hand into his, without a word he led us out of the elevator and towards the exit. At the entrance, the driver was already waiting with the car engine on.“Thank you for choosing the Grando hotel, Mr and Mrs.
Last Updated : 2024-10-03My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 52
Natasha's POV It was past nine in the evening when the driver finally pulled into the driveway of my house after a long drive. The moon perfectly doing its job illuminated brightly in the sky as the cool breeze whispered through the trees. The silence of the night, a stark contrast from the chaos in my mind. The only noise heard in the environment were that of chirping crickets.Still lost in thoughts of the turnout of today's event, I stared out the window, replaying the events of the day in my head. I was so welled up with my thoughts that I didn't hear the driver's voice until the third time he called out to me, his voice ringing loud through the silence of the car as he honked the horn."Hey ma'am?" he said, his voice harsh and impatient as he spoke, "Are you alright? I have been calling out to you for some minute now."“Is that why you want to break my ear drums?” I snapped, my eyes spitting fury immediately I turned to face the driver.“Madam, please get down, I don't want
Last Updated : 2024-10-04My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 53
Emelda's POV The sun's rays filtered through the curtains, bathing the room in a golden glow as my eyelids fluttered open.Yawning, I stretched lazily, and found out that the spot in which Bryan had laid last night was now empty. “Bryan?" I whispered, my voice barely audible as I searched the room, my eyes scanning the space for any sign of him.“Where could he have gone this early? It's just a few minutes to seven.” I asked in my head, my thoughts racing with questions and concerns as I sat up in bed.I yawned again, tossed over the sheet covering my body and dropped my feet to the floor. It was still a work day and not my honeymoon, I wouldn't want to be late for work. As I dropped my feet to the floor, the coolness of the marble beneath my toes sent a chill through my skin as its coldness was a stark contrast to the warmth of the bed I had laid in.Wrapping my body with a shoal, to ease the cold, I moved to the edge, and immediately my eyes fell on a small white paper and a sin
Last Updated : 2024-10-06
Latest chapter
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 93
Bryan's POVImmediately, I reached out to Emelda, my hand on her arm as I tried to calm her, my words soft and reassuring as I spoke. "We have to trust the police, hun." After much struggle, I was able to calm her down as she listened to my words. “Will we get them back?” She asked, her words not seeking an answer but a strong reassurance. “We will hun. We will.” I answered. Taking Emelda by the hand, we sat on the long bench at the waiting area. “No, I can't wait anymore.” Emelda voiced as she suddenly stood up. She was scared and frustrated. “It's either you and your team move in now or be prepared to have a dead woman in your station.” Emelda threatened, her eyes red hot. As Emelda's words echoed through the station, the officer's demeanor changed, his face tense and focused as he nodded to his colleagues, his words quick and decisive as he ordered them to take action.Within minutes, the police had mobilized, their cars speeding through the streets as they headed towards Nat
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 92
Bryan's POV Emelda and I sat shocked and confused for a while as we tried to process the information we had just heard. “What do you mean?” Emelda asked, her eyes still widened in shock as she stood up abruptly, panic and fear evident in her eyes. “Kids, what kids?" I asked, my voice trembling with emotion as I stood by Emelda's side, totally lost. I forgot Emelda had broken the news about her pregnancy a few months after we had separated. "Our kids, Martha and Marco," Emelda answered, her calm voice turning sharp. Ignoring Emelda's outburst which was obviously due to the emotions whirling up in her inside, I turned to face the driver who had delivered the news. His face was pale and drawn as he stood before us, he was shaking from too much adrenaline brought about from the fear he felt. “When and where did this happen?” I asked, my voice cracking as I tried to gather any information that could be helpful. "Just an hour ago," the driver said, his voice barely audible as
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 91
Bryan's POV I sat in the silence of the living room after making sure my house was rid of Cassandra and every single thing Cassandra owned. With anger still coursing through me, I sat rigid as I stared blankly at the television in front of me. My mind drifted as the images flashed on the screen, the light from the LED screen washing over my face as I sat in contemplation.As much as I tried to follow through with the show on the television, my thoughts instead turned to Emelda, the woman I had loved and lost, her face floating in the darkness of my mind as I thought about where she might be.I closed my eyes, the memories of Emelda swirling in my mind as I remembered the past, the feelings of love and happiness we had shared before everything had gone wrong, before I had pushed her away.As irritation towards myself grew, I sighed, sat up and reached for the remote control. I muted the television and sat alone in silence with my thoughts in the room. I had to think well and fast.
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 90
Bryan's POV “Sir, the company's truck we ordered has been delivered.” My assistant, Shan, spoke over the phone as we spoke. “Oh really?” I replied, my tone calm and professional. “I will join you downstairs soon, I need to inspect it myself.” I added just before ending the call. It's been over two years and I was excited with the accomplishments and heights the company has risen to. As I stood up from my comfortable wheeled chair and began walking towards the door, my eyes fell on the picture of Jonathan on the left side of the wall. Although sad, I smiled. I felt fulfilled and happy that I had made him proud. With a smile still on my face, I reached out for the doorknob, opened it and exited my office for the parking lot underground.I met Shan at the doorway leading to the parking lot. Without a word, he joined me as I descended the stairs. As we walked towards the truck, we heard voices of two ladies discussing. Shan gave me a look as we found out that one of those ladies w
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 89
Emelda's POV My heart softened as I stood in front of the mirror, my fingers working deftly to fix my hair as I heard the pitter patter of tiny feet outside my room.A moment later, the door burst open, revealing my two beautiful children, my heart swelling with love as I smiled at them.It was exactly two years since the fateful day I had been a whirlwind of emotions, deciding to let Bryan be and never go back pleading or begging, As I went back down the memory lane, the sting of betrayal and heartbreak from Bryan stood fresh in my mind.Taking a deep breath, I pushed away the thoughts back to the cage I had locked it in. I was glad that I was healing and moving on.“Good morning, mummy,” Marco and Martha echoed, drawing me back to reality, their voices laced with so much joy. "Good morning, my little angels," I answered back, my voice soft and gentle as I knelt down to hug and greet them, my fingers brushing against their soft, chubby cheeks as I kissed them each in turn.The t
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. chapter 88
Emelda's POV My heart shattered into a million pieces as I watched Bryan and Cassandra walk away, my vision blurry with tears as I tried to process what was happening. “Why was Bryan with Cassandra? Are they now together?” I thought, my mind dazzled with confusion and I stood, rooted to the spot. As I continued to stare at them, this time with their backs facing me, I pondered in my mind as I tried to understand why Bryan had betrayed me, why he had chosen Cassandra over me. Why couldn't he just believe my own words? I thought two people in love are supposed to trust each other too? I felt a sob rip through me, my body shaking with grief as I leaned against a wall, my hands pressed to my face as I wept. "Why, Bryan?" I whispered, my voice breaking as I stared after them, the pain and loss tearing through me like a storm. I was numb with grief, my thoughts spinning as I stood there, my body shaking with sobs as the world around me seemed to fade away. To think that Bryan wasn
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. chapter 87
Emelda's POV The streets were bustling with activity, the sound of car horns and street vendors calling out their wares echoing through the air. I moved through the crowds, my eyes scanning the faces of the people around me as I headed towards the park. The buildings in that environment were old and rundown, the paint peeling and the windows cracked as I walked past, the scent of exhaust and garbage filling my nostrils. I kept my head down, my shoulders hunched as I avoided the stares of the men on the street, their leers and whistles making my skin crawl. After a few more minutes of walking, I came closer to the park. Sighting the bus I was about to leave, I broke into a run, my heart pounding in my chest as I dodged the people on the sidewalk, my breath coming in short gasps. "Wait!" I shouted, my voice raw with desperation as I reached the bus stop, waving my arms frantically at the driver. The bus slowed, the brakes screeching as it came to a stop, and I climbed aboard F
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. chapter 86
My head was pounding as I leaned back in the passenger seat, the world around me spinning as the cab pulled away from Cassandra's house. "Idiot," I muttered, my voice low and venomous as I glared out the window into the quiet street."What the hell were you thinking?"I ran my hands through my hair, my mind racing as I tried to remember what had happened.“Oh! The bar. I guess I got so drunk,” I recalled my jaw clenching as the memories of the previous night and the videos I received came rushing into my mind.The thoughts of Cassandra and me in an intimate position crossed my mind and immediately my heart cringed. “Gosh! I just hope nothing like that happened.” I let out as I ran my palm across my face. "Cassandra," I growled, my jaw clenching again as I recalled her face last night, her voice, her touch. "She was all over me, practically dripping with seduction."I shook my head, disgusted with myself. "I should have been smarter," I muttered. "I should have resisted her."But I h
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. chapter 85
Emelda's POV “My child… My child, Emelda.” The old woman's voice rang out in the small room she used as her sitting room, piercing through my thoughts as I stared lost in thoughts into the unfamiliar streets. I flinched as she touched me, bringing me back to the present. I quickly covered the curtain and sank into a nearby wooden seat by the side, fear and uncertainty flooding back into my mind."Are you okay, child?" the woman asked, her voice gentle and kind as she moved her hands from my shoulder to my head, a look of concern etched across her weathered face."I… I…I'm fine," I murmured, my voice shaking slightly as I tried to gather my composure. "I'm just worried about everything that has been happening, and my husband isn't picking up my calls.""I'm sorry, dear," the old woman said, her voice soft and apologetic. "I know you're worried about your husband, but you need to take it easy, remember the baby’s life is at risk."I nodded, my mind still clouded with worry as I locked
