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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
My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. chapter 84
Cassandra's POV My heart danced with excitement as I helped Bryan to my bed, his body heavy and uncoordinated from the alcohol.I smiled, reveling in the control I had over him, the power I held in my hands. This is just what I wanted. Bryan helpless in my hands."Let's get you comfortable," I murmured, stretching my hungry fingers over his body as I began to unbutton his shirt. Bryan watched me with heavy-lidded eyes, his gaze unfocused and hazy as I slipped off his dress, his body bare before me.“Oh my!” I gasped. Bryan was still in top shape, in fact in better shape than when I left. His arms and chest were firm and muscular. As I gaze at his bare body savaging every corner with my eyes, I ran my fingers across the hairs on his chest. Overwhelmed by the hormones already coursing through my veins, I adjusted myself onto the bed beside him, my fingers running through his hair as I pressed my lips to his neck, my breath hot against his skin."I'm going to take care of you, Bryan
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
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 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 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 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 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
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