Chapter: 40

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I didn't talk to anyone. Ashton was restricted to meet me, my phone was broken I couldn't talk to anyone. I was just locked in my room, only the stylist or the people who are related to the wedding would walk into my room.

The three days I spend wondering just about him. Ashton told me that he left already. He left me behind in the worst way possible. He got a job as director and he left me. I try to remove the bracelet he has me, but couldn't. I was not that strong to completely let him go.

I still couldn't believe things turn out this way for us.

We were so happy, the same day I came here, he kissed me and was looking lovingly at me.

Was it all lie?

It wasn't.

He was up to something but I dont know what.

I know he loves me, I don't know why he denied it.

I will be dumb if I believed all those things he said in front of my dad.

I trust Axel more than anyone, he would figure out something.

I stopped throwing tantrums and trusted Axel, he would surely get me.

I ask the maid to let my dad in my room. He walked in and sat in bed beside me.

“I decided to marry Liam as you said,” I say.

“R-really?" My father asks and I nod blankly.

“Thank-god. Orian he will keep you happy. I promise he is better than Foster guy," my dad keeps his hand on my hand and I harshly push it away.

“One condition," I say coldly.

“What? I will do anything for you," he says.

“Don't bother walking me down the Aisle,” I tell him observing his face. A pure hurt was displayed and I ignore it.

“O-orian, I am your father, how

“You didn't fulfill your other duties as my father. Don't bother to fulfill this. Ashton is there for me and he is all I need. Now dad you can leave, I would like to rest tomorrow is my big day and I am so excited,” I say coldly. My dad stared at me and me staring back, his eyes brim with tears and he stands up.

“I am sorry,” he whispers before walking out of my room.

You should be sorry, dad.

I couldn't sleep a wink, all I thought was about Axel.

He will get me, he will. He has to or else I will haunt him down and kill him with my bare hands.

The whole night I spend thinking about how we met, the time we spend, his kisses, his bumping his forehead against mine.

I finally sleep for two hours. When I wake up my house was in chaos, maids were running here and there to make the arrangements. The stylist made me shower with milk.

Yuck.

I would have rather given them to people who are dying from hunger.

My wedding dress was so huge that I wanted to kill myself then wear it.

I ride in the car to the huge hall. The hall was all white and made up of glass. Of course, it's a business wedding. The dressing room was larger than my bedroom. I wore the dress and sit in front of the huge mirror, stylists start to work on me. In my mind, I was just thinking about him.

He will be here, calm down. He will be here.

For freaking two hours they were drowning me in makeup. They would talk to me but I would just say yes or no, I didn't smile or talk further. I made every clear that I didn't want to see my dad and Seehee before the wedding.

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