
I tried to shake off my discomfort at the attitude Marcus displayed. Then refocus all my attention on Andrew.
"When are you coming home? Why didn't you call me?"
"Seven hours ago I arrived. I did not intentionally tell you to give a surprise. But it's not me who's surprised you're the one who worries me. I can't call your phone. And Marcus didn't answer my call."
"I'm sorry I worried you."
"That's it, the important thing is that you're okay. It's night go to bed. Tomorrow we talk again. There's a lot I want to say and ask you."
I nodded slowly. Andrew kissed me on the forehead and drove me to my room. Then he went to his own room.
Chapter 13
We had breakfast this morning. Me, Andrew and Marcus. Silence enveloped us, not a single person speaking. When I was about to reach for the chocolate jam far enough out of reach, Marcus already picked it up and placed it in front of me. I looked up and smiled at him.
"It looks like your relationship improved after I left." I flinched and turned to Andrew. The man smiled at me and then Marcus. A smile that makes my heart feel uneasy. My relationship with Marcus has improved even better. I remember more than three times Marcus kissed me. It makes me feel guilty about Andrew. I shouldn't have kissed Marcus. I even accepted and countered the man's fondling.
"I'm glad you guys got familiar." If he knew what had happened in the past few days, I'm sure he wouldn't have said it. He must be disappointed in me. I just kept quiet and didn't know what to answer.
"Yes, after a few days of talking to her, I'm sure Shelina is a good girl." I looked up and looked into Marcus's eyes looking at me.
"So, now you're agreeing to our marriage."
"No. I accepted her presence in this house but not to accept her as my stepmother. I will remain against your marriage."
"You've accepted her whereabouts but why don't you agree with our marriage?" Marcus fell silent and looked me in the eye before turning to Andrew.
"Because he's too young for you. She's too young to be my stepmother."
"Yes, it's hard to accept our age difference. But I'm sure as time passes, you'll definitely accept Shelina as your stepmother." I looked at Marcus's face. His jaw hardened and his veins stiffened but not a word of rejection came out to oppose Andrew's words.
"How was your meeting with Leonardo?"
"walking smoothly. I have chosen the decorations I want. Leonardo also asked when you came home, for the wedding suit fittings."
"really? I'll call him soon. Lunch time I'll pick you up, we'll do the bridal suit fittings." I looked quickly at Andrew.
"Hurl later?" My forehead shrinks. Isn't it too fast?
"We have to get fittings for the wedding dress, Shelina. Moreover, it takes a long time for your dress, while our wedding is only fifteen days away." My eyes are enlarged. Fifteen days?
"I don't think time goes by so fast."
"Why? Don't you like it?" Looking at the worried eyes of Andrew. I immediately smiled broadly, trying to convince Andrew if I was happy.
"I'm glad we're getting married soon." My lips are still smiling wide but I don't know why my heart feels nothing. Not even the enthusiasm I felt when Andrew proposed to me.
Andrew's outstretched hand touched the top of my head, then rubbed it. I looked towards Marcus. What's he thinking? I don't know why my heart wants to say that I don't want this marriage anymore. But I can't possibly disappoint Andrew. Why would I want to cancel this anyway? Is it because of Marcus? Was it because of that man's good attitude over these few days to me?
Marcus finished his breakfast. He stood up and left without even looking at me.
What was I expecting? Do I expect Marcus to oppose our marriage because he still loves me? Do I wish Marcus still had a taste for me?
I fell silent and ate Marcus' back further away. Stop wishing and dreaming. Marcus might be able to give me attention and love but that man wouldn't want to marry a bitch like me. A prostitute who sells her body to a rich man just to earn money. He wouldn't want to marry a woman who's been fucked by dozens of men like me.
I took a long breath. Yeah, I should have known myself. I should be grateful that Andrew married me. I know how much love he has for me.
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I wear my wedding dress of choice. White dress with sabrina collar. I love this wedding dress. Simple but very beautiful.
"Miss, are you ready?" I nodded to the woman who helped me wear this dress. He was currently preparing to open the curtain separating this place from the room of the people waiting outside. I came with Andrew here and now the man is waiting behind this curtain. How did she react when she saw me wearing this dress?
Slowly the curtains open. My head looked up slowly and instantly froze. The face of the man before me was not the person I wanted to see me in this moment. He's not Andrew but Marcus. His eyes were staring at me. The curtains are now open very wide. Marcus's eyes traced my body. From top to bottom and back to top.
My heart beats very fast. How do I look at this moment? Why did Marcus just stare at me? Is this dress too open? Or too simple?
Marcus stepped closer to me. He's standing in front of me. I couldn't move even holding my breath, her nervousness. Marcus's outstretched hand touched my left cheek and stroked it. His black eyes are my teeth. To take me to a different dimension where there were only the two of us.
"You're so pretty, Shelina." Her caresses and whispers shook my body. My feet immediately limp for a moment. I was like being given wine with a very high alcohol content to make me drunk on the sweet taste. And millions of rainbows sprung up in my heart.
A beautiful smile was engraved clearly on his handsome face. A smile that rubs on me. My face warmed because of what he said. There have been many men who say beautiful but I have never felt such a big impact with just that word. Really, hearing Marcus say beautiful to me, it was as if I had just won a beauty pageant.
"You done yet?"
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