my ruthless husband

chapter 19

        //Christina pov//

It's been 2 weeks since my terrible ,not terrible but worst of all encounters and date with that billionaire green-eyed idiot,yep I got him a nickname my own special name ,I know it might sound dumb but that's how I felt about him,he wasn't a good guy at  first encounters or on TV and you know the saying first encounters are  the lasting encounters ,while he just failed that impressing test by far

Right now I'm at this wedding dress store with my mom ,whose contemplating on what wedding dress will look beautiful on me and make my husband stare with amazement or force his jaw to drop off, turning him speechless,but I doubt that will ever happen that guy looked like a lifeless pig,so I guess my mom should continue dreaming because that's never happening

My mom continues doing whatever she is doing ,picking dress after dress commenting on each one I wore not forgetting the insults ,' oh no that dress is terrible on you,you look anorexic dear,change it!'

'not that one either ,it swallows you ,or you  swallow the dress'

'now you look like Barbie  when she came back from the afterlife ,dreadful '

'please take that off you look like one of Cinderella's ugly stepsisters but even worst dear '

The insults continue and continue right now I just want to hide under a rock and never come out ,if I knew picking a wedding dress was such trouble I would have hidden under a rock ages ago

Am tired ,very tired I was tired of dressing up ,mom's taunts and insults tired of my life ,tired of everything

Day 1 of picking dresses was a complete failure ,mom didn't end up picking any dress for my wedding ,wasn't a wedding dress picked by a bride ,last time I checked it was but my wedding just had to be special like all the others,my dress had to be  picked by my mom ,who knows everything apparently ,she makes most of my life decisions I guess just look at the mess she got me into ,in some dumb arranged marriage ,with a guy I met only once ,wonderful I'm so excited to finally get married to him if that means I will be far away from my mom sure

We finally come back home ,when I say home I mean Mr Mendez's house ,l leave my mom have her spare talk with Mr Mendez as I head up to my room

I get into bed and lazily take off my shoes by pulling them off with the adjacent foot

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We've been moving from store after store ,I've been wearing dress after dress,I started to feel really sick  ,it felt like I had dressapohia if that was a real sickness ,my body felt weak really weak like a pregnant women would feel when pregnant ,weak and tired that's how I felt ,and if tiredness wasn't bad enough I felt incredibly hungrier for these few days of the week.

I didn't understand the point of me being here with my mom,the point of me shopping with her if I couldn't give my opinions and decide on a dress by myself ,I felt like a mannequin  used when wanted and thrown when not

Finally we found a dress,the dress was pretty but not a typical wedding dress I was hoping or would have hoped to wear on a special occasion as a wedding, although my wedding wasn't at all special I still wanted to look like myself as always

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My heart is racing for some apparent reason I know nothing of ,why was my heart beating so fast as I was walking down the aisle ,there were so many people ,so many eyes staring at me I thought we  would have  a private wedding not a wedding with so many people and cameras ,well what could I have expected this wedding was for show