All Chapters of The Forgotten Marriage: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“Look who’s finally decided to join us,” Roman's mother spat, sounding more displeased by the idea despite the fact that she was the person who called for the meeting. I stayed silent, making my way towards the table and then observing the seating arrangements, it bothered me. “Here I was thinking you would reject the invite and insult me again,” She added snidely, she was smiling yet her tone spoke otherwise. “Victoria,” Roman’s father, Yaakov called out, like a reprimand. That got her silent, and everyone’s eyes were already on me, eager to hear my response and watch me make a fool out of myself. I bit my tongue and took the seat between Roman and Greece, I preferred sitting close to him than the only available seat that was right between Bertha and my father, no doubt saved for me. Greece met my eyes for a few seconds and mouthed the word ‘hi' before looking away like she feared being caught. An awkward silence settled when I didn’t say a word in regards to Victori

Roman didn't say another word, his expression was grim as we drove through the city. Again I was in awe of so many changes that had been made, willing myself to look away from him and staring at the view appreciatively, then I remembered something. I turned to look at him, my nerves spiking up as I tried to figure out the best way to tell him what I needed to. When we reached a familiar road I knew was close to his estate, I cleared my throat and summoned false courage. “Roman?” He didn't say a word, but his gaze drifted to the side, acknowledging my call. “I have a favor to ask before we get back to your house,” His eyes narrowed as he stared ahead, he shook his head. “I can not make any detours for you, Amelia, I will drop you off and get back to work,” He said firmly, not bothering to hear me out. The asshole, to think I'd almost considered being nicer to him. I bit my tongue and nodded, disappointment spreading through my chest. “That's alright,” I repli

I walked up the stairs, my mind filled with conflicting emotions. The shopping bags Amelia had given me felt heavier than they should, laden with a significance I wasn't ready to acknowledge. Reaching my room…which was once a guest room, I shut the door behind me and set the bags on the bed. For a moment, I just stared at them, reluctant to look inside. What could she have possibly bought for me? Why did I even care? An early birthday gift. She had said. My birthday is in three days, I figured she wouldn't remember, how exactly did she know about it? With a deep breath, I finally reached for the first bag. As I pulled out its contents, my breath caught in my throat. It was a tie, deep royal blue, the exact shade of that breathtaking dress she'd worn in the store. The material was silky smooth, clearly expensive. The second bag revealed a suit jacket and trousers in the same striking color. I held up the jacket, noticing immediately that it was slightly larger than my usual

I pulled on a black dress hurriedly as I prepared for a small gathering Roman put pm the schedule. We were attending the wedding anniversary of a major shareholder called Mr. Martinez and truth be told, I had no intention of leaving the house. Yet, the glare Roman sent my way said otherwise. I can't say no to him. I have to be careful as well, one wrong move and my mother's company might also be affected. So I begrudgingly put on some light make up and wore red heels along with a red clutch to match before meeting Roman down stairs. He didn't spare me more than a glance, which I wish didn't sting as it did. Making the image of him back at the mall seem like a false memory. We had a driver this time so I had to sit in the backseat with him. Something he looked visiblly upset by. I stayed on my side while fiddling wigh my fingers already feeling nervous for what was to come. My father never took me to such gatherings nor did he ever bother you teach me the way

Why is he so opposed to the idea of giving his mother a grandchild?Roman looked downright pissed off after we’d walked away from Tatyana, his expression darkening even further when we spotted his parents with the Martinez couple, the very people we were looking for.I could tell he didn't want to go, so I waited silently for him to make the first move.I didn't want to seem like I was meddling so I stayed silent despite the growing curiosity in my chest to understand the relationship between Roman and his parents.That includes his sister, they don't seem too close either.The entire family seemed rather tight-knit on the outside but in the few days, I've gotten to know them, I've come to realize they're almost as dysfunctional as my family.“We should just say hi, isn't that why we’re here?” I breathed while squeezing his arm lightly. Everything in me did want to be nice to the man yet, I sort of understood what he was going through, having parents who were only affectionate in the e