Marriage Of Convenience

Chapter 2: The Limo Ride

McKenna POV

I have no clue why Jay despises me so much. The day that he first laid eyes on me I felt a swift kick to the gut. His penetrating gorgeous brown eyes stared at me shrewdly. His cold calculating stare was slicing directly through my very existence causing a cold chill to flood throughout my entire body.

Now is not the time for me to be dwelling in the past I berate myself. Raleigh safety is dependent on her mother putting her well-being above all else. Dealing with ruthless Jae Yung was well worth me being miserable for my precious daughter's sake. I will not allow his cold menacing words break me. I've been through much worse in the past three years to let him get to me, I thought to myself.

I walk with confidence and my head held high holding my new husband's hand. As soon as we were outside away from any prying eyes I snatched my hands out of his grasp. I walked purposely to the limo that was waiting to take us to our dreadful reception.

I knew he was still standing by the door furious as hell and maybe a little shocked by my actions but who cares. My daughter is all I need to concern myself with and these anonymous threats coming from the person who violated me three years ago. If it wasn't for Caleb Yung, I don't know what would have happened to me on that dreadful night.

(Flashback started:

I met Reagan during my first year at college when I transferred to Cambridge University on a full scholarship to become a nurosurgeon. Within the first couple of months we soon became best friends. While on spring break in her second year Reagan father convinced her that she would have a better chance of getting her Doctrine Degree at his alumni. Every since finding out that she would be transferring soon Reagan and I was inseparable.

"I'll see you later Reagan," I yelled over my shoulder to my best friend while standing at the front door of her parent's fabulous two-story house.

"McKenna wait up I'll walk you home," she hollered back to me.

"Reagan, I don't need a babysitter and besides you have company," I say turning to face her.

"McKenna it's dark outside and I don't feel comfortable with you walking home by yourself sis!" Reagan says walking towards me while stepping around her niece and nephew.

"Reagan, what good are you going to do me?" I asked with my hands on my hips.

"McKenna Thomas you know me well enough to know I'll clobber a bitch for messing with my best friend!" Reagan response flexing her wimpy muscles.

"Yeah, I know Reagan" I reply giving her the side-eye. Reagan, I'm going to be perfectly fine. "I've walked home plenty of nights ain't nothing happen to me yet," I say opening the door.

"Call me when you make it home," Reagan demands just before I close the door.

Stepping on the sidewalk, I pulled my iPhone out of my jacket pocket and put my headphones on. I stood there for a few minutes strolling through the numerous songs I had downloaded. I finally found my favorite boy group, BTS. Placing my phone back into my jacket pocket I began to walk the fifteen minutes it took me to get to my two bedroom rented house from Reagan. I choose this house because it was close to the university and my parents didn't want me to share a room with a complete stranger. With them paying for all my utility and rent I get to spend my own money on myself so it's a winning deal for each side.

The cool night air felt good blowing through my hair, gently massaging my scalp. Halfway home out of nowhere the hairs on the back of my neck spiked up. Stopping abruptly I pulled my headphones out of my ear looking around at my surroundings. There wasn't anything or anyone that stood out to me except for the fact that the street was unusually quiet for a Friday night. Normally kids a few years younger than me always loiter the streets hanging out talking.