Chapter 33

Arabella’s POV

I watched Asher load the last of our bags into the trunk. As I looked around the suite, I really didn't want to leave . I wanted to spend another day in the suite. Maybe starting life in the suite would be better but our honeymoon was over, and we were heading back to Birmingham, back to our real lives. I had a meeting with my family lawyer, and Asher had decided to come along. When he opted to follow me, I couldn't help grin from ear to ear, I felt like the luckiest person on earth right now.

As we settled into the car, Asher's phone rang. He glanced at the screen and put it on speaker.

"It's my father," he said, trying to sound casual. "Probably just checking on us after the honeymoon, he has been asking of you non stop, it’s better he hears your voice"

Asher answered the call, and a furious voice exploded from the phone. "Get the hell here right now, you bastard!" his father screamed.

Asher ended the call quickly, his face tight with worry. "What’s wrong?" I as