All Chapters of His Despised Bride: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Vivian's pov."What's the meaning of the rubbish you just said" Helen said, eyeing me with mean eyes.I gazed at her and sighed. I knew she wouldn't believe me, she would never come to understand this, I thought.Moving closer, I took her hands in mine and looked into her eyes."I know you wouldn't believe this, but it's the truth, Helen. I'm getting married" I said, with seriousness.She withdrew her hands and shook her head. "Now this isn't funny anymore Vivian. If there are better things to discuss, could we talk about them? I'm not ready for your jokes today, okay? She said and sipped hard from her drink.That was frustrating. Why wouldn't they just understand me? I thought. Sweat began to gather on my face and I suddenly felt hot."I'm getting married to..." "To whom?" She shouted, interrupting me."This isn't fun anymore, Vivian. Who the hell are you getting married to? I don't know about any freaking man who is coming from nowhere to marry you. Could you please shed more light

Vivian's pov.It's the third day and I have to inform Mr Johnson of my decision. I took the document out and rubbed my hands over it. This is a life changer for me, I thought, and remembered how Cynthia had reacted when reading the terms."What in God's name is this, Vivian?" She asked, obviously irritated."The bride is not to get pregnant and if, by chance, she gets pregnant, she loses everything and will abort the pregnancy with immediate effect. If she chooses to do otherwise, she'll suffer the consequences", she read aloud and snorted."Who wants to have a baby with that arrogant cock anyway" I said, making a nonchalant face?"Yeah!" Cynthia cuts in, her voice a bit loud. "Never will my niece come from him.""You know Vivian, you should never allow him to touch you" she said, tightening her fist."Never," I agreed and nodded."I knew that those ingrates were good-for-nothing. You're only trying to save their faces, and they're making rules about it? Talk about who should be rolli

Collins pov"I'm sorry, I can't accept the marriage contract" she said, and my heart suddenly stopped beating.I couldn't explain how I felt when she said those words. I frowned at myself and felt like throwing punches at myself. What the heck is wrong with me? Why am I feeling this way? I'm not bothered at all, I told myself. She's decided not to take up the contract, and I'm perfectly fine with it, I said, a part of me badly wanting her to reverse her statement.I cleared my throat and walked towards dad. "You see that dad? She can't accept the terms, and I'm so glad she's declining," I said, and laughed longer than necessary. If it was a laughter of pity or of anger, I can't tell apart. How dare she? Who the hell does she think she is to show off like that? I fumed and was about to leave when she said "I'm sorry I can't accept the marriage contract...""Who the hell asked you to accept in the first place?" I yelled at her and she gazed at me.What's with her pitiful gaze? I wonder

Vivian's pov.I enjoyed the cool breeze as I walked home in the sun. I checked the time. It was 10:55am. The day is still young, I told myself and walked home smiling. My stomach grumbled and I squeezed it softly. Evelyn ma'am had offered me some snacks earlier, but I had declined the offer. I didn't want to seem like a nuisance to her. What was I thinking? I thought and deeply regretted not accepting the snacks. She must have understood that I meant the opposite of what I said because she displayed the snacks right under my nose as she chewed them all."She's being mean", I scoffed and pouted. I'll make something for breakfast when I get home, I resolved and bounced down the street. Just as I was about to turn to the next street, I heard a familiar voice call my name.Is that not Helen? I thought and glanced back to see her running towards me. I increased my pace and pretended as if I hadn't seen her. "Hey Vivian, you jerk. Why pretend you didn't see me? I've been screaming my lung

Vivian's povI came into the sitting-rooom, carrying plates and cups. "This is what you've refused to do, I'm done in a blink of an eye" I said, setting the table. I wiped my hands over the apron as I reached out for the plates. Helen hurriedly came to my side and had a sip from her teacup before rushing out. "Where are you off to? You haven't had your meal" I called after her.She hurriedly picked her bag and phone from the table and made for the door. "Sorry Vivian, I have to leave"I was startled. "What? Why? You just said you'd be having breakfast here". She paused at the door and said without turning "Something came up Vivian, can you be a little bit understanding? I'll see you later alright?" She added and stepped out hurriedly.Really? Is she joking? What could be so important that it can't wait till after breakfast? I wondered and poured myself some tea. I reached for the spoon and stirred gently. That was suddenly, I thought and blurted "she could have at least given me a re