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My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 76
Bryan's POV I sat in my office, my assistant Shan and I, running through the list of to-dos for the company dinner, but my mind kept wandering to my Emelda.She was supposed to be home hours ago, but there had been no word from her. I tried to dismiss the worry that had been gnawing at my gut throughout the meeting with my assistant, but it was becoming harder and harder to ignore."And for the main course, sir, the caterers were thinking of roast beef or perhaps a salmon? Which would you prefer, sir." Shan asked, breaking into my thoughts."The salmon sounds good," I replied, my voice distracted."And for the decorations, sir, were you thinking of a winter wonderland theme or something more..." Shan trailed off, sensing my impatience.“Sir, is everything okay?” He asked, concern laced in his voice."Nothing really, but, I have to go, Shan," I said, standing up from my chair and gathering my things. "The salmon and winter wonderland sounds fine. Just make sure everything is ready for
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 77
Casandra's POVIt was almost seven in the evening when I drove through my gates. Turning off the ignition, I alighted from the vehicle, and slammed the door of my Sledan shut with a satisfying thud.The scent of jasmine and citrus from the flowering trees that lined the driveway filled the air, their delicate blossoms fluttering in the warm breeze.Today, like every other day except the weekend, was really stressful. "Finally home," I murmured as I turned to the passenger’s door behind, reaching out for its handle so that I could get out my dinner dress and other items I got. As I opened the passenger's door, my eyes fell on the planning committee file laying comfortably on the seat. The sight of it made the day's events come flooding back to me. The meetings, the presentations, and of course, the encounter with Emelda.The anger that had simmered inside me all day threatened to boil over once more as the memory of our cold and silent war during the meeting began to replay in my m
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 78
Bryan's POV The darkness of the room was so thick as it enveloped me like a heavy blanket, when I opened my eyes. The clock on my bedside table read 3:00 am, its bright red numbers the only light seen in the dark.I sighed, my body still tense with excitement and anxiety. The dinner party was less than 24 hours away, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and eagerness. It was my first annual dinner party as the company's CEO and low-key I wanted my late parents and grandfather, Jonathan to be proud of me wherever they are. I tossed and turned, unable to find a comfortable position."Maybe a cup of tea will help," I muttered to myself, my voice a low, hoarse whisper.I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, the cold floor sending a shiver up my spine as I stood up.Letting out a quiet yawn, I exited the room and shuffled to the kitchen, the light from the hallway illuminating my path. The house was so quiet, that the only sound that was heard was my soft footsteps an
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 79
Emelda's POV The sun had set, bathing the sky in a breathtaking dark blue color that matched with the twinkling stars on it. I smiled. It was fascinating to see how the natural gentle glow rhymed with the artificial lights placed around the arena. The breeze was cool and refreshing also, carrying with it the scent of jasmine and roses that bloomed in the gardens nearby. The flowers seemed to come alive in the darkness, their delicate petals swaying in the wind, releasing a sweet fragrance that lingered in the air.It was a scene worth beholding, a moment of peace and beauty that felt almost magical.“You look lovely,” Jeffrey complimented, immediately I got inside of the building. I blushed slightly, running my hand over the strands of hair I had styled in front. “Thank you, Jeff. You look great too.” Jeffery wore a brown suede Tuxedo suit and white pants to match. His hair, brushed backwards. Leaving Jeff, I strode further inside. Surveying the room as I walked to my head sea
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 80
Bryan's POV My blood boiled with rage as I paced back and forth in the hallway, my footsteps echoing loudly in the empty corridor.“Why?” I asked, my mind trying to make sense of what I just saw. “Just why? Wasn't she getting all that she needed from me?” As I paced, I could feel the anger pulsing through my veins, my heart pounding like a drumbeat. "How could she do this?" I muttered to myself, my mind a swirl of thoughts. "How could Emelda betray me like this?"The pictures and video I had received on stage was the anonymous source still fresh in my mind, the words he or she typed glued to my memory. I looked at the pictures again, my heart in my chest breaking into pieces all over again. I couldn't believe that the woman I loved, the woman I had given my heart to, could be so deceitful, yet look innocent. "How could she do this to me?" I whispered, the words spilling from my lips like poison. "I thought I knew her. I thought I could trust her."My heart ached with betrayal, th
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 81
Emelda's POV My heart pounded in my chest as I raced out of the event hall and through the hallways, searching frantically for Bryan. I felt nauseated as I increased my pace, but I didn't stop. I had to find him, and had to know what was happening. Just when I stopped to catch my breath after a ten minute futile search I finally spotted him, standing alone at the top of a hallway. He looked like a statue, his body rigid with anger.Without hesitating, I climbed up the steps, my mind determined to find answers. "Bryan," I called out, my voice hoarse with emotion. "What's the matter hun."He didn't move, his eyes fixed on the window ahead."Who is he, Emelda?" Bryan finally uttered, his voice like a knife in the dark and his eyes red with fury. "Who is the man in the video? What does he have that you would throw everything away for him?"I shook my head in confusion, “What man, what vi…” Before I could even finish my sentence, Bryan grabbed my arm, his grip like iron as he pulled
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 82
Cassandra's POV My lips curved into a sly smile as I locked eyes with Emelda across the dinner party. She looked radiant in her gown, her face a picture of joy and love. Little did she know, I had a special surprise planned for her tonight.I held the phone in my hand, the videos ready to be sent at the click of a button.The eagerness to see the outcome of my plans unfold was almost overwhelming, a buzzing energy that made my skin tingle.Emelda would never see it coming. She would be devastated, destroyed, and Bryan? He would be furious, heartbroken, and then I would have my opening, a way to get close to Bryan.Letting out a soft breath, I shifted my focus from Emelda and Bryan to my surroundings. The hall was beautifully decorated to the teeth. Everything screamed luxury. The grandeur of the hall was breathtaking, the glittering lights and opulent decor a testament to the wealth and power of the Rodriguez family. It was almost a pity that Bryan's effort towards this perfect w
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. Chapter 83
Emelda's POV.My head throbbed with a dull ache as I squinted against the bright light streaming through the window. It seemed like I had just woken up from a deep slumber of three to five days. "Where am I?" I wondered, my heart racing as I darted my eyes from our corner of the strange room to the other. The room was really unfamiliar, the air stale and dusty, and the walls barely covered with worn out paints already falling off from the wall. I tried to remember what had happened, but my memories were fuzzy, fragmented by the haze of the night before.Slowly, I tried to sit up from the bed but my head spun so badly that I stumbled back to the bed. I rested for a while before pulling myself back up again, this time, despite the headache, I was successful. My stomach clenched with fear as I began to pace the room, my fingers grasping at my hair as I searched for clues, for anything that might explain where I was and how I had gotten there.But the room was bare, the furniture sp
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