His last minute bride

8

I thought I'd feel odd standing in front of Don's family but instead, it was the opposite. I felt more comfortable when I saw the other PA's from other family member.

"Everything's going well, I just can't wait for this wedding. I'm so happy." A woman who I assumed to be Don's mom said in such a sweet and familiar tone.

"Yes, everything seems to be ready." Don spoke in an uninterested tone. I wondered how stressful it'd be being June at that moment.

His mother turned to my direction. "Oh my, is this your new personal assistant?" Don didn't reply, I wasn't sure he heard her or if he heard, maybe he just chose to ignore. "Wow, you remind me so much of June. If it weren't for the different hair, I would guess you were June from behind."

I wasn't sure if that was a compliment, but I smiled. "Thank you Mrs Jones."

"I'm no longer going to be Mrs Jones when June gets married so I think I'd prefer you call me Miss Leila."

I had no idea what to say. All eyes were on me which was so discomforting.

Thankfully, June walked in at that moment. All attention was drifted to her, which she seemed to like. Her heels sounded in my ears, they were so high and tiny, I wondered if they would break. She looked nothing close to being happy.

When she reached where we all were, she turned to Don. "So you finally decided to check out on your wedding." There was nothing but anger evident in her tone, but even the way wealthy people acted when they were angry was strange.

"We need to talk." She said, causing tension to flow in every family member.

"Is everything alright dear?" A woman, whose name I had no idea of, asked. She looked like she could be a similar age to Leila.

"Everything's alright mom, I just want to talk to my fiance." Mom, hmm interesting. The way she spoke to her mom made it evident she was some kind of rich spoilt daughter.

"Okay then, let's talk." Don started walking, I immediately followed him with June's heels sounding behind me.

When we had reached out of sight, June started. "Do you seriously not feel anything for me?" There was pain in her tone.

Don stopped walking and I automatically did the same. He turned to June who had stopped walking too. "Are we getting back to that topic?"

"We never left the topic." She folded her arms across her chest. "Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with someone you don't love?" Her voice was low and filled with emotion. So the rich also felt sad? Hmm. "Do you really believe that love would come in the process?"

"I would never love you." Don said it so straight forward like he didn't care about her feelings at all. "This marriage is only a way to help improve the stock of both companies, that's all." He lay more emphasis on the last two words.

Tears trembled on the brink of her lashes. "But I love you." She said it so low, it was just above a whisper.

Don scoffed. "I've had enough of this drama." Gosh this guy was so heartless, this girl just confessed her love and he can't even try to reject her nicely. "Do you have any thing else to say?"

At that moment, her eyes had become watery. I felt bad for her. Don walked away and I knew I was supposed to follow him, but I just couldn't leave this girl to cry here alone.

I walked a few steps, but stopped walking and turned to her. "I think I'd advise you to do what would make you happy rather than living your entire life in sadness." With that, I walked away to leave her to ponder on it.

I stood for a whole 2 hours while Don and his family talked about the wedding. I felt my legs hurt badly and was relieved when he told me it was time to head back to work.

Sitting in his car, I didn't realize when I heaved a huge sigh. "Is there a problem?" He asked in an uninterested tone.

I let my head fall on the the back of the chair. "You won't understand?" I murmured.

"You seem tired, maybe you should take the day off." He said, his eyes fixed to his phone.

I immediately turned to him. Was I hearing things because of how tired I was or did Don just give me the day off? What was happening? A day off? From Don Jones? Maybe we were experiencing the end time. That can only be the explanation to this odd behaviour.

Don rose his head from his phone to witness the bewildered expression on my face. "What? You don't want to go home."

"No I want to go home." I replied too quickly he rose an eyebrow. "Thank you, but do mind me asking, why?"

He returned his attention back to his phone. "You don't have to if you don't want. I just thought, since there's nothing else to do..."

"Oh no, I want to."

***
"...and that is how I got home early." I concluded the story on how Don was acting strange, to Suzy and Rose, removing any part where June was mentioned.

"Hmm, maybe all what you said to him on Friday actually got to him." Rose took a sip of her tea.

"I don't think so, he's probably used to such comments already." Or was it? Is he really acting like this because of what I said to him. Did he really reflect on his behavior after what I said? That'd be great news. But then I remembered how he acted to June. He hasn't changed, that's evident.

"Or maybe he likes you." Suzy said. Staring at her, there still wasn't any sign of her illness worsening which I was thankful of.

I found myself laughing. "This dude can never fall in love. He doesn't have a heart like the rest of us, he was born with a heart of stone."

"I don't know, I was just suggesting."

"Well that is a 'not possible' suggestion. Don't forget he's getting married."

"I won't if you tell me the name of his fiancee, I'm dying to know." Rose said, she'd been saying that since I told her I knew who the anonymous fiancee was.

"How many times must I tell you I signed a contract and can't let you know. You'll just have to wait till their wedding day to see who the bride is." I smiled at her.

"But that's still in a week time."

"Then you'll have to wait."

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