Chapter 18

NICHOLAS

“It's my fault!” May stood up and turned towards me. “I'm sorry for carelessly worrying about you. I should have never done that!”

Now I felt like the bad person. Perhaps, I was the villain in reality. Here was May who spent the whole night on the sofa waiting for me. She must have worried about me based on my interactions with Harry yesterday. I guess I deserved a spanking for making her feel bad.

“I'm sorry,” I replied and left. I must have realized that at the end of the day, it was still a contract marriage. We would be getting married tomorrow so it was too early to start developing feelings for each other. If I let her worry about me continually, it would only be a matter of time before feelings clashed. I had to avoid it. I had to help her too.

**

Mama made sure I stayed home all day today so we could finalize the wedding arrangements. I chose a Catholic church for the wedding to honor the wishes of my late mother. Trust me, I wasn't religious. Mama also prepared a small dinner party in the evening. Only few people were invited even though I would have liked it better if no one was invited. I couldn't look into May's eyes all day. She seemed to have forgotten about the issue anyway.

“Do you promise to love and honor her till this day until the end of your days?” The priest asked me. I nodded and looked into May's eyes sincerely.

“I do,” I muttered.

“May Greenfield, do you promise to cherish and honor him till this day until the end of your days?” The priest turned to May.

“I do,” She replied.

What came next was the exchanging of rings. Afterwards, the priest have the final blessing. I could care less about that since I had a goal in mind. The final, eventual thing. You know…

“You may kiss the bride!” The priest said eventually. That was what I had been waiting for since.

I must have licked my lips in that brief moment. We looked at ourselves and my lips met hers. I wasn't expecting a French kiss anyway and it didn't come. Our lips touched and that was it.

But I was satisfied. It was enough for now.

**

“Cheers!” I held out my glass. It was filled with wine while hers was filled with sparkling juice. Citing health concerns, Mama had convinced her not to take wine for the sake of the unborn child.

“Do we have to?” May asked. She drank from her glass without clinking glasses with me. She was cold. I drank as well. I didn't know why I was hoping for good relations with her anyway. I should have been the one to draw the line.

“You should go to bed early. You were stressed today…” I muttered. “I'm not saying it for YOU, it's because of my child. You should take care of the baby.”

“Right!” May smiled. “But we have to talk, don't we? The wedding is over so you have to help me. There was a reason why I expected a contract marriage with you.”

“The baby?” I asked.

“No, you promised to help me get back everything that belonged to me naturally,” May reminded me. “To do that, you must help me kick out Sherlyn and Emma. Both of them do not deserve to bear my family's name. It's a disgrace!”

“Is that so?” I took a sip of the wine. May's eyes were piercing.

“You know it as well,” May replied. “I married you to protect the Greenfield family name. You promised.”

She was getting worked up and I knew it. I had to reassure her else her health could decline.

“What do you want me to do exactly?” I asked her. “I promised and I will deliver. I'm a man of my word.”

“Get me access to my father!” May replied readily. “He is at a VIP room in Greenfield hospital and as you already know, my stepmother has control of the hospital. She forbade me from visiting my father and she has security officers there to enforce that.”

“Then I will round up a few of my men!” I offered. “It won't be hard to gain entry if we use force.”

May kept her eyes on me.

“Are you being sarcastic right now?” She asked.

Then it dawned on me that force couldn't be used. Even if May gained entry for now, it would backfire in the end. Sherlyn would probably move May's father to a place she wouldn't be able to find him. Also, if I had my men move May's father to a different hospital, it could be termed as kidnapping. Sherlyn was the head of the family for now and thus, May had no right to take her sick father.

“I guess we need to do it peacefully…” I said calmly.

“Right! We can't use force,” May responded. Her face lit up when it seemed I was finally understanding her.

“I will get it done, trust me,” I replied and picked up my glass again.

“I was thinking…” May interrupted. “How about I remain in charge? I think I can do a good job. Also, it's my revenge.”

“You are not physically fit to undergo that stress,” I pointed out. “I will take care of it.”

“I have Ken!” May insisted.

“He couldn't protect you from Harry. He is just a driver and nothing more,” I told her. “You need real protection.”

‘Then get me a bodyguard!” May said firmly. I could tell her mind was made up already. “I will take ten bodyguard, no, twenty. I don't mind how many bodyguards you deem fit for my security. All I ask is one thing. It is that I take my revenge by myself.”

“Then what do I do?” I asked her, not breaking eye contact.

“Just support me from behind,” May told me.

“Cheers!” I raised my glass. This time, her face lit up and she raised her glass.

And the revenge begins.