SLS#1#Mirror Knows The Truth

Good Wife

Conan's POV

" Oh, you guys are waiting for us?" Chelsea asked sitting beside Sarah.

" It's called manner." I said and she chuckled.

" I know, big brother. I was just asking. Did you mind about that?" She asked and I shook my head.

" He was just saying. Don't worry. He didn't mind. " Mila said.

" Why are you here anyways? Isn't it your wedding tomorrow?" The woman who is supposed to be Chelsea's mother asked Sarah.

" I am here to meet you all. It is my duty as a wife." She said smilingly.

" You guys are still not married. " She said and I looked at her irritatingly. Dares she open her mouth like this!!!

" But I am his fiancée and we going to get married tomorrow. This is how it's going to work." Sarah said and she nodded.

We had breakfast. And I drag Sarah with me. I didn't like the way my brother for two stupids were eyeing her. Why can't I throw them out of my house?! I dragged her inside the study room. I had some works to finish.

" Sit down, Babe." I said to her.

" Why are you acting like I am a baby?" She whined.

" Because you are." I said and she glared at me hard.

" You are baby." She said. I chuckled.

" Yeah, I am also a baby. I admit it. Now sit down. Don't go out until we are finished with the works." I said to her.

" I wanted to talk to the guests." She said.

" And you know that I don't like them, right?" I asked her. She sighed.

" Yeah, I know. Your step mom-" she was saying but I cut her in between.

" She is not my mom." I gritted.

That witch for a woman has destroyed our life. She was the reason behind our sufferings. She has made my mom cry. She was the reason of her tears. How can I forget that?! How can I? He left us to die in the street. He didn't care about us anymore.

" I am sorry." She said.

" It's ok." I said calming myself down.

It's not her fault. I shouldn't act weird with her. She is my heart and I shouldn't hurt her for a witch who doesn't even deserve it. Why am I giving her that importance!!! I shouldn't care even if she is here. She is dead for me. The only thing I should care about is this innocent little trouble of mine.

I sighed and pulled her on my lap. She wrapped her arms around my shoulder. Then kept her head on my chest.

" I am sorry, Caleb. I know how much they have hurt you. I will not try to talk to them. I am sorry. I will listen to you. Your happiness matters to me as well. If anything makes you happy then I am willing to do that. Even if it hurts me or ends me. I am that crazy to make you happy. If it can make you happy then let it be. I don't care if it hurts me. Not a bit." She said and I kissed on her forehead.

" But I do care about you more than myself, Babe. I don't want you to get hurt by something. So, be safe. Seeing you getting hurt will not give me any peace or happiness. Because you  yourself are that thing for me." I said to her. She pouted a bit then nodded. She leaned and kissed on my cheek.

" Your lips landed on a wrong place, babe. They should be here, shouldn't they?" I pointed my lips and asked her.

" They should but I know how we are going to lose control over ourselves after that. I don't want that and study is not the perfect place for making out. It was be awkward if someone finds us kissing like this." She said.

" It's my house and I can do anything here. Anything." I said and she sighed.

" But there are kids at home." She said.

" They are not kids. They are older than you." I said to her.

" I know. But thinking about they are your younger siblings they are younger than me as well. Because I am their sister in law and besides you said that there is no difference between me and you. We are the same?" She asked me with a cute pout.

Hell!!! I couldn't resist her anymore. I pressed my lips on her. She made me do it. I wasn't in fault. I wanted to pull out myself but it became harder for me when she kissed back. Hell with everything else. I just kissed her hard. It was getting wild. We should stop kissing like this in the middle of the study room. But the fact is we can't stop now. Soon she was so out of breath and struggling with it. So, we had to break the kiss. She kept sitting there on my lap holding me tightly. Calming herself down closing her eyes. I chuckled.

" You know what? We should stop kissing here and there. We really have to." She said.

" Don't worry, Babe. From tomorrow we will be kissing in private. Inside our room. No one will disturb or interrupt our kisses and may be something more." I said.

" Something more?" She didn't get what I meant.

" Yeah, much more than just a kiss." I said and suddenly she realized actually what I meant.

" You are pervert." She said irritatingly and I chuckled. I pressed my lips on her neck.

" Yes, I am. But only for you." I said.

" Yeah, right." She rolled her eyes.

Soon it was lunch time and we went to downstairs to have lunch. I found everyone was already there. We had our seats. I was listening to that woman blubbering how rich they are now, in how luxury they live. She was trying to make us feel like we have nothing like her but the reality is they are living a civil life that is. A lying witch!!!

" Besides, these staircase didn't match here. I think you should have called Mr. Bendra." She said.

" Mr. Bendra?" Mila asked.

" Oh, you don't know him?" She acted like Mila has committed any sins not knowing that. " He is one of my friends and very talented architect."

" Oh, I will try to meet him. No worries. But this house was designed my Mr. Samson. You know him, right?" Mila asked her and she looked at us with widened eyes cause Mr. Samson is one of the most renowned architect in USA. I chuckled inwardly. But she still kept complaining about things. I was super irritated when I heard Sarah speaking out.

" Mrs. Hunter, you know when people complains a lot about the perfect things?! The time when they can't own it and be jealous of the owner." Sarah said. That's my girl. " And besides you don't have to live your whole life here. You are just a guest for 3 days. The people who will live here forever has no complain against anything here." She said and I chuckled.

I think I know why I love this girl because she has many similarities with my mom. Standing up and fighting for the family is one of them. She was just perfect and she was going to be a good wife. No doubt. Not good but the best.