Jeremy was standing on the balcony when Jacques came out of Bobby's house. She looked down and his hands urged him to at least make a call, but he held himself back. He wondered if he'd be seen as bragging after what happened with Gerard.Would she prefer to visit him in the hospital? I don't want her to visit him though. What should I do if she asks me?He decided to hide from her and went inside. He went to his study and sat on the leather chair. Alexander Volkonsky called him earlier and told him to do a traditional wedding ceremony with a Priest.'I'm sending a tiara. Ask your wife to wear it. She must wear that tiara during the ceremony and make sure not to spread that picture everywhere... on second thought, never mind. It could be misunderstood as a copy of the Fleur de Lys Tiara. But she should get married to you in that tiara. And who's walking her down the aisle?'Alexander had many weird questions to ask and weirder suggestions to make. When he insisted that he won't listen
"What?" Jacques rolled her eyes at Scarlett, who climbed on top of her, inching towards her lips."What do you think?" Scarlett licked her lips. "Let's-""Come on, Scar!" Jacques placed her hand on Scarlett's face and pushed away."Why not? Let's try our affinity," Scarlett licked her palm and Jacques sighed.What a weird woman!"Are you really going to cheat on your husband and violate your friend?" Jacques pressed her lips and Scarlett plopped on the bed with a deep sigh."You're no fun, Jer...Can't you play along a bit?""Yeah, right. This is a very funny game. Not!" she glared at Scarlett."You've never tried it with women before?" Scarlett asked and Jacques wanted to run away.What's with this woman!"No, have you?" Jacques asked back. She expected to hear some of Scar's embellished adventures, but Scarlett went silent."Jer, what is the worst thing you've done in your life..? Other than that copying incident with Emma... And I don't just mean when you hurt others. You can includ
"I'm thinking of dying my hair..." She was still speaking and Jeremy was in no mood to listen."I want to kiss you..." he spoke in a low voice, covering his face with his hand. He thought she wouldn't hear him, but she stopped speaking right at that instant and his heart skipped a beat.Jacques did hear one bit.'...kiss you.'She wondered what he was about to say."What did you say?" she asked and saw him bowing his head, placing the cigar between his lips."Nothing... So, what are you cooking for breakfast?" he tried to change the topic."You said something about a kiss. What were you saying? I couldn't hear it," she probed."Nothing much. Leave, I'll have to-""Okay," Jacques shrugged and decided to leave it.She thought she might have missed something important, but what he said registered in her brain only sometime later. He was talking about kissing and she didn't want to delve into it further."How about pancakes for breakfast?" she turned to leave.Jeremy saw her being a littl
The night before the wedding...On the big bed, Jeremy rolled around since he was unable to sleep. After that day she happily chatted with him, Jacques stopped showing herself to him.It's not like she locked herself or something. She comes and goes out of the house every day. There will be a hot breakfast on the table when he gets there but she would be nowhere to be found.He missed her terribly.He tried to have a peek in the morning when she was taking care of her planter, but all he saw was the tip of her nose as she was wrapped in a bundle. He knew that as winter approached the temperature was dipping, but he didn't think it was that cold for her to dress in a sleeping bag.Her outfits... he is partly to be blamed for that. After that night he barged into her room and tried to attack her, she started dressing more... modestly. It's not like she walked around in her birthday suit before that (although he much preferred it), but she'd be wearing short shorts and dresses that showe
Could this be just a coincidence?Jacques shrugged it off. It's not like it is still the feudal period and certain symbols are owned only by certain people. Anyone can use any symbol unless they are copyrighted.Maybe I should check if the logo is copyrighted? I just found that particular logo hidden in grandpa's belongings and I asked uncle Pat to use it for our company. Uncle was not pleased at first, but he agreed anyway since I insisted.Hehe... can I belong to some family who secretly rules the underworld or am I the heir to a very rich conglomerate?That would be great! It would certainly be a very interesting "rags to riches" story.But no... that kind of acquired money never stays. Everyone knows what they say about those who won the lottery. Most of them lose it!Jacques, let's get rich by working hard! That way, you'll know how to handle your money.But wait...someone's trying to kill me...Could this be related to that?The sudden reveal of "friendship" between uncle Pat an
"She asked me to bring her here..." Mikhail scratched the back of his head with an awkward chuckle.Jeremy rolled his tongue inside his mouth. More than anger, what he felt was an embarrassment. He thought his sister would listen to his advice and stay put just this once, but she didn't."She didn't listen to you, it seems," Mikhail added and Jeremy took a deep breath.Why isn't she in the hospital with the husband she claimed to feel so sorry for? What is she doing here?The image of Jacques hugging Scarlett and sobbing came to his mind."One moment, Mike," he patted his shoulder, stopping him from speaking. He walked to the door."Bobby!" he called for Bobby standing outside. "Find Scar and ask her to not leave Jacques alone even for a moment. Daisy... ask Daisy and Scar to stand guard. She cannot be alone," he nodded as Bobby patted his arm and left.Jeremy let out a deep breath. "You were saying..?" he sat on the chair and pointed at another chair for Mikhail to sit on."Isn't it
"Hey, Scar!" Jacques whispered. "Gerard... is he-""He's still in the hospital," Scarlett shrugged.Charlie made sure of it."But I heard Emma is here. And she was talking to Tara some time ago and Tara is now outside wanting to talk to you," she whispered back."Emma?" Jacques's face twitched."Don't worry about her. She'll have to pass me to get to you. I heard Jeremy was not glad she was here and... I bet she is wearing a champagne white dress," she smirked."Why?" Jacques was confused for a moment, but then she realized it. "But my dress is pure white...Don't tell me you lied to her purposefully... That color will wash her out though..." Jacques giggled. "Scarlett, you're savage!"Jacques doesn't like to create troubles, but that doesn't mean she won't laugh at those who fall into their own traps."I kept my promise to Jerry," Scarlett fixed Jacques's hair a little. "You're really shining like the moon!""I am?" Jacques looked at the mirror once more.I do!Although she hardened h
"Missy," Patrick patted Jacques's hand, seeing her ashen face."Yes," Jacques snapped out of her depressing thoughts and she could hear the bridal march. Her eyes were clouded and she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath remembering Scarlett's words.The mascara will smudge!She pulled back her tears with difficulty.She saw everyone standing up, waiting for her to walk through the aisle. Daisy was trying to stand beside Tara who was sitting by the aisle.Is she trying to protect me in case Tara tries to trip me or something? Daisy has done a lot for me already.Scarlett was turning and looking at her with a smile. As they met eyes, Scarlett nodded, placing her hand on her chest as if telling her that everything was fine.Jacques realized one thing.The love everyone has for me... The efforts everyone is putting into saving my life...Why am I thinking about my wishes here?Her eyes ended up at the man standing at the end of the aisle, waiting for her to come to him. She has spen