Chapter 1: Forced marriage

Chapter 1: Forced marriage

After partying with my dad's business partners, I was attracted to a cool and handsome man named Jethro Thompson. I asked the butler and learned that the man I'd noticed was the CEO of a company that had just started five years ago but was so famous, I fell in love with him at first sight.

I stood in front of my father and said:

“Father, I want to marry Jethro Thompson!”

“Jethro Thompson?” said my father softly.

My eyes are fixed on my father, I know that he always follows my every request if he disagrees, as long as I satisfy, everything will be arranged according to my wishes, and my father looks bewildered and surprised. I ignored my father's reaction and immediately affirmed:

“I love him so I want to marry him, the sooner the better.”

My father looked at me, hearing his daughter's words like that, sighing and closing the newspaper in his hands, he asked:

“Are you sure about your decision? Jethro Thompson is a brilliant young man with his own company and self-development, he is perfect for you, Gemma.”

When I heard my father say that, I was happy because I assumed that he must have agreed, but he continued:

“But that's just you unilaterally, would that man agree with you? Do you know what marriage is like?”

I thought Jethro Thompson would reject me and I was furious, I was beautiful, wealthy, and educated, and my pursuers lined up to Paris. So Jethro Thompson will be defeated by my beauty, I don't need his consent I want him to be my husband and as long as I want it, it will all be mine.

I don't deny my excessive arrogance, but I have a powerful father who is rich and loves me. I can't accept what I want without getting it.

“I love him and I want Jethro Thompson to be my husband, and if it wasn't for Jethro Thompson, I wouldn't be marrying anybody.“ I was determined to speak with a look of anger that made my father soften his heart.

My father agreed, saying:

“As long as you want it all possible.”

I jumped with joy like a child and looked forward to the day I wore my most beautiful white wedding dress at the ceremony with Jethro Thompson.

True to my wishes, although Jethro Thompson did not agree to this marriage, his father used his power and position to force Jethro Thompson to agree to marry me.

Of course, I did not care about his wishes and rejections, now he may be surprised and annoyed by my proposal but then he will quickly fall in love with me.

That day, I wore a beautiful dress very noble, this is a tailor-made dress in this world, there will be no second one. Sitting across from Jethro Thompson in the five-star restaurant, his face was so cold that there was no demonstration in my presence.

But I don't care about that, maybe it's because he's still upset about being forced by my father to marry me.

“Mr. Thompson, perhaps for you it is the first time we have met, but for me, it is the second time.“ - I was smiling.

Jethro looked at me but didn't smile at me:

“Yes, Miss Gemma, why do you want to marry me, can you tell me the reason?”

- Love! Love has no reason. I fell in love with him the first time I met him, and that was precise because I was struck by the love of lightning.”

“So you want to marry me? Gemma, think twice about this marriage is no joke.“ he said.

He said that because my father had forced him to marry me when he didn't want to, I knew that Jethro had made an appointment today to persuade me to annul this marriage. With just one voice from my father, Jethro Thompson's company would be in crisis, and that was exactly what he was worried about.

I don't care about his feelings, I'm not wrong, I'm doing my heart's work, I love him and want to marry Jethro Thompson.

“Yes, I want to marry you, I understand that marriage is not a joke. Jethro, don't be so stubborn, I deserve you, certainly compared to all the women that have ever passed your life, no one can be as beautiful and talented as I am." - I said proudly.

Jethro Thompson fell into depression,

“Don't worry, if you marry me, my father will definitely help you advance your career. It's a blessing to be married to you, no matter what you say, I won't agree to annul this marriage.”

I stood up with my heart full of joy, being directly face to face with the man I love makes me happy, the more stubborn he is, the more I want to conquer like a mighty war god.

Jethro Thompson watched my back leave, his face was expressionless from beginning to end, his gaze cold and emotionless. Jethro's arrogance made me like him even more.

Two days later, I received the news that Jethro Thompson had agreed to marry me, and I laughed.

“No one can stand upright in front of my beauty forever.”

“I'll make him bow down and accept my love, thinking it's more fun than ever.”

Arrogance and the nature to conquer everything permeated my bones, I am not a man but if I want something I will take it at any cost including love - a kind of affection that cannot be forced.

…

My father was a powerful and wealthy man who informed everyone and the media that Jethro Thompson was officially his son-in-law. This news shocked the media for days, and I was immersed in my dreams and thoughts about a beautiful pink marriage.

I also think of the beautiful scene after we got married, how many children should we have? Where to travel? How will our new home be designed? What kind of food does the man like, can I make him dinner?

Just thinking about it, I was so happy.

He asked me where I wanted to have the wedding.

“Where do you want to have your wedding, Gemma?”

I was embarrassed, trying to think if it was Jethro or whether he would want to organize somewhere. But I was in a hurry, so after hearing my father's question, I answered immediately:

“I want to have a wedding on a Hawaiian beach, it has to be extravagant and romantic, oh, just thinking about it makes me so happy. Dad, what do you think, will Jethro like it? I haven't asked his opinion.”

My father smiled kindly and said:

“As long as you like it, even if Jethro makes a decision, he will surely think like you, my dear.”

After that, I designed a wedding dress according to my preferences, I wanted my wedding dress to be different from other brides and to be the most special.

In the cool and gentle air at the Hawaiian beach, the waves lightly hit the shore with the melodious music of the wedding ceremony.

My father led me up, standing in front of me was the man I love Jethro, who looked over at me and took my hand as I held it out.

With the blessing and warm applause of the guests at the wedding, I felt happiness like never before. Jethro put a ring on my ring finger and I took his hand and put an expensive ring on his ring finger.

I was content to look at the diamond ring on my finger and on his finger, in my heart with great happiness, and for the rest of my life, I did not think of this as the only moment I was happiest.

“Smile, if you don't want the guests to think I'm the one who forced you to get married,” I said.

I said, but he did not respond, nor did he show any expression toward me or the guests. My vision was towards my father who was sitting below, who was smiling happily and all the guests too, they were all congratulating us on our happiness.

As for the girls who were most looking forward to me throwing the wedding flowers, I don't know what it means to do so at the wedding. I turned my back to hold the bouquet and started to throw it, the female guests all reached out to catch it, because they believed that if they caught my bouquet, they would be lucky and they could be the next bride.

I don't know if that's true, but this was really fun, and I threw flowers at my wedding. After throwing the bouquet, "my husband just stood in the distance, shaking his glass of wine in his hand and not having any interest in what I was doing."

We officially became legal husband and wife.

But… during the wedding ceremony… Jethro only had a bland smile and no sense of happiness. At that time, I felt Jethro's coldness, but I chose to ignore it because I always wanted everything to be my way.