All Chapters of My arranged marriage: Emelda and Bryan. : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Bryan's POV The warmth of the morning sun filtered through the curtains and bathed the room in a golden glow drying up the sleepiness from my eyes and making it to flutter openI slowly began to stir from a deep slumber, my eyes meeting first the sight of the familiar ceiling above me.I yawned and spread my arms, stretching out my limbs.“What time is it?" I rhetorically asked myself, my voice hoarse and groggy, " Why do I feel like I've been asleep for days."Tossing over the sheet that covered my muscular legs, I stared wearily around my environment, the memory of the previous night's events fuzzy and distant. “How did I get into this?” I wondered, my eyes fixed at myself in my pajamas. Immediately, I tried to sit up but a sharp bang of headache hit me like a freight train. Subconsciously, my eyes closed against the discomfort as I tried to ease the throbbing, my hand pressing against my forehead. I laid back on the bed for a while then tried to sit up again, this time, regard

Emelda's POV“Hello,... Uhhmm okay… Yes, yes, it's fine. Okay, I’ll be there.” Bryan's voice rang in the room as he answered the call, his voice filling the room with its resonant tone.I watched him quietly, my body still and composed as I waited for him to finish his conversation so that I can go ahead to reveal the great news of having a baby together. My eyes studied his face, my gaze gentle as I took in the expressions that crossed his features, there was a slight furrow on his brow as he listened, then as the call went on, his previously tightened jaw loosened and a soft smile appeared on his face.Subconsciously, I smiled too as I waited for him to round up the call.Bryan said a few words just before the conversation on the phone drew to a close. His words were more gentle as he said his final farewell than when he had started.Immediately after the call, he dropped the phone to bed and turned towards me, his face was lighted as his lips formed into a smile I had not seen on

Cassandra's POVI stood silent for a while before Emelda, my expression unfriendly as I scanned to check if she was alone. The tension between us mounted as Emelda too stared back with unspoken words. Her expression morphed from one of shock which it had earlier when I collided with her to one of sternness as she looked at the one who had bumped into her–me.“Excuse me, but do you mind watching where you're going?" Emelda finally spoke, her expressions neutral. My face hardened as I took in Emelda's stern tone, my own temper rising as I felt insulted."Hey! Better watch it? Don't act so high and mighty, when you are nothing near to high or mighty. Maybe you should have moved when you saw me coming instead of standing in the way like a stupid traffic cone." I snarled, my voice cold and scathing as I rolled my eyes. Emelda's eyes narrowed almost simultaneously at me too, biting response, her own irritation rose to meet mine as she retorted, her voice low and razor-sharp.“Excuse me?

Bryan POVAs the first rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, I awoke with a start, the memories of the previous pleasant night still fresh in my mind.With a smile, I turned to Emelda who was still laying beside me quietly, "Emelda, are you awake?" I uttered sweetly. Emelda stirred beside me, a yawn escaping her lips as she stretched her arms above her head, I turned towards her, the corners of my mouth curling into a smile again as I spoke."Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well?"Emelda's eyes fluttered open, her gaze softening as she looked up and focused on me, she responded with a small laugh, her fingers brushing the hairs on my bare and exposed chest."Good morning, darling. I slept like a baby, thanks to you and your magical cooking."“Well, I am a good chef afterall and what better way is to unleash that great skill than on the one I love.” I gushed, a wide smile on my face. “Okay!!!! Time to start the day.” Emelda let out, her tone vibrant and sharp, all traces o

Emelda's POV “Okay, Emee, get to work.” I uttered to myself as I settled into my seat, the door closed behind her as I took a deep breath, my mind still reeling from the numerous eyes of people on me at the entrance earlier. This was the first time Bryan and I came to work together after we moved into the mansion. It was no news in the office anymore. To some, Emelda Ferdinard was married to Bryan Rodriguez, CEO and owner. While others felt I was just probably dating him because of his status.“They can think all they want.” I said in my head, adjusting myself to the seat and turning on my laptop.As I began to review the files in my laptop, my fingers absently drumming against the keypad of the laptop, my thoughts drifted to Bryan, to the look in his eyes that morning, the way his eyes lighted as he walked beside me. As I immersed myself into work, my stomach began to rumble. I tried to ignore it but it pressed further. Finally giving into the discomfort of my stomach, I strode t