All Chapters of Married to My Brother’s Best friend: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“And the next successor to the Dames group is…” Daren, the company secretary says, as she presses the button revealing Clark names on the large screen displayed before those present, “Clark Rique”.I breathe a sigh of relief at the image of Clark’s name, the room erupts into applause as people congratulate Clark on becoming the new successor of Dames. From the results displayed on the screen 85% of people voted for Clark while the remaining 15% voted for Fernand.From the looks on the faces of people, it’s easy to tell those that voted for Fernand as they all mumble a word of congratulations as they remain rooted to their seats.My eyes settle on Fernand who looks like he’s about to explode either from anger or the embarrassment from losing. Either way I don’t really care, I’m just really happy that Clark is the new successor of Dames.“Congratulations Clark” I say excitedly, as I put my hand out for a handshake. He playfully slaps my hand away as he pulls me into a hug, “I couldn’t h

“Heyy” I say, carefully placing a kiss on Clark’s cheek for the sake of public appearances. “Hey babe, you look quite tired” he says, putting an arm around my waist, as we walk into the private room in the restaurant.I nod, “I had quite a day, if this wasn’t important to me and my business I would have rescheduled. I’ve barely had time to eat since I’ve been going from one meeting to another” I say to him.He has a serious look on his face as his assesses the situation, “I can always reschedule with him” he states. I shake my head, “no need, I’m already here so I prefer to get on with it and besides I’m too excited to reschedule”.He nods, “alright then, if you say so. How about getting something to eat, I’ll call the waiter to come take your order”. I smile, “thank you, but I’d like to eat after the meeting. I’m more tired than hungry, and I’d like to get a bit of sleep even if it’s just twenty minutes” I say, glancing at the time on my phone.Clark nods, “Alright, but there’s not e

Clark stretches on the bed pushing the pillow dividing the bed we share for the 4th time this night towards me. “Remind me again why I agreed to get married to you and most importantly why I even agreed to share a bed with you” I sigh.Clark had convinced me the night we moved in that we had to share a room. He stated points that seemed reasonable, especially the fact that our parents could walk in anytime and discover us.But I think the main reason why I accepted that night was because I was tired and didn’t want to be alone in a house I’m not familiar with.He smiles, “the way I remember it, you literally begged to get married to me and you couldn’t wait to share a room with me” he says, turning on the light.I roll my eyes, “there’s absolutely no way in this world that I’d ever do that, you’re not even my type” I joke, inwardly admitting that he’s the type of guy I’d usually date. “Is it too late to get my own room?” I pout.“If I’m not your type, then who’s your type?” Clark asks

I spend the drive home dozing off and waking up intermittently, “are we home yet?” I ask tiredly at Clark’s nudging.“Yes we are” I hear him chuckle. I scrunch my face into a frown as I force my eyes open, “what’s so funny?” I ask, trying to make sense of my environment before making a move to alight the car.“Nothing” he shrugs, “you’re just so cute when you’re tired. Do you need help getting down?” He asks. I nod, “yes I do” I reply placing my hands on his shoulders as I alight the car.He wraps his arms around me to steady me as we walk towards the door. “You do know that I can walk by myself right?” I ask, inwardly grateful for the support.He shakes his head, “at this point I doubt, you've tripped twice now and I’m not risking you falling and hurting yourself” he says.“You’re so cute” I say without thinking, he chuckles, “thanks, I’m glad to hear that my wife thinks I’m cute” he replies. I shake my head, “I didn’t mean to say that, what I actually meant was thank you for your he

“Hi Clark” I say, wide eyed, “what are you doing at home? The security man said you weren't around and your car is not outside too” I say to Clark, who’s comfortably sitting on the sofa.“Come sit” he says, tapping the space beside him. “Why?” I ask warily as I move towards him, he smiles, “Lara it’s not a crime for husband and wife to talk. Is it?” He asks.“No it’s not” I reply, settling beside him. “How come you’re home so early?” I ask, not bothering to look at him as I speak. “It was quite obvious that you have been avoiding me in the last five days today inclusive, so I decided to give you a little surprise so that we can have a discussion” he says.“So what do you want to talk about, you have to make it quick because I have things I need to finish upstairs” I say. He nods, “I won’t take much of your time and I know that this is another method to avoid me”.“So that brings me to the topic of our conversation” he smiles, “Lara, why are you avoiding me?” He asks. “Avoiding you” I