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Anita leaned forward and whispered to Daniel, "May I ask you a question, Daniel?" The older man gave an encouraging nod through the mirror. "Of course, sweetheart." "Promise me you won't answer the question with a question?" Daniel watched Alex in the rearview mirror, trying to control his laughter. "Sweetheart, there is an answer to every question." She frowned. "I apologize; They led me to believe the other way round. An answer to a question is a question. And if your back is against the wall, then twist the question as an answer to your question. Maybe this is the rich people's language that I will never understand."Daniel smiled and, again, nodded. "Some questions, the answers to which everyone knows, but no one knows differently, are better left unanswered.""That answer is not mysterious at all. You and the stranger are cut from the same cloth. No wonder he introduced you as his second father. But as a father, didn't you think it was wrong of him to force a girl to marry him
Alex shook his head, exasperated. Without giving it a second thought, he held her wrist and pulled her closer; bending down, he picked her up in his arms in bridal style. Anita was shocked as she kicked, screamed, shouted profanities, and hit him. “Put me down, you bastard.” Alex put her down gently and shut the car door behind him. Anita quickly adjusted her dress. “That’s an endearment you will never hear from a newly wedded bride. You’re a lucky man, Alex.” Michael patted his hand on Alex’s shoulder.Alex was losing his patience with his wife. “Get out, Michael. Go to your home.” Alex snapped. “Oh, dear! And miss this wonderful wedding drama. Didn’t I tell you I’m going to stay with you to watch the movie ‘Alex’s Hellish Wedding Life’ and I can’t wait to get to the climax? Will the bride kill the groom, or the groom finally loses his patience and kill her?” Alex opened his mouth, but Michael stopped him. “Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert! Don’t ruin the ending for me.” “Well, sor
“Let’s go,” like an icy wind. Alex’s words went through her flesh, and she nodded. Like a lost puppy, she followed him into the house.Relax, Anita; they won’t kill you. What’s the worst that could happen? His family might not like you, but that’s his problem, not yours. Maybe he will let you go if his family disapproves of you. She kept repeating this as a mantra as she walked through the doors.As they entered through the front door, there was a grand hallway. The wallpaper was some Roman and Greek themes in the frieze on the ceilings and walls. She entered the foyer and gazed around at the beauty displayed before her. White walls, golden chandeliers, and antique furniture graced her, making her wonder if her feet were clean enough to walk on the shiny floor and carpets, undoubtedly made from the finest materials. The house looked like a cut-out from Architectural Digest magazine.Everything seemed to be the color white, the floors, sofas, and house interiors. The hallway flowed int
“Oh, you were so busy?” His Grandmother Mocked Alex. “Of course, he was busy as he had to convince, threaten and finally blackmail this poor girl into being his wife” Michael tossed in a grenade and sat back to watch the drama unfold while everyone in the room gasped in shock.“You forced her?” His Grandfather asked through clenched teeth.“No, I helped her with a family from shame and humiliation, saved them from society’s impunity, and got their pride back.” “That’s some top performance bullshit, Sir. Let me proudly inform you that your Grandson is ruthless, heartless, arrogant, and evil as a demon.” She then turned to her husband and jabbed a finger at his chest. “You didn’t save my life but successfully ruined it, you selfish bastard.” Anita’s face turned red with wrath, and his little eyes blazed with fury.A heavy silence fell upon the room. It sucked every molecule of air out of the room as if everyone had stopped breathing. Anita breathed heavily as the winner of the fight c
"How do you propose we call this off?" Questioned the woman with the bright red lipstick.Anita meets her gaze, flashing her a megawatt smile. God has finally woken up and heard her out."It's easy-peasy. No one was present at our wedding except my parents, the creepy groom, his friend Michael and Daniel, who officiated the wedding. There were no photographers, no witnesses. No marriage license. This marriage is not even legally valid." Anita took a deep breath and continued, "Just say, 'Get out and never to show my face again in your life,' and poof, my family and I will disappear from the face of the earth. All I need is a promise." "A promise? I knew there was a catch. A poor girl always marries the man for money." Snarled the woman in lipstick."No, Mam, you seem to speak from experience, but neither do I need your money or wealth. Please keep that to yourself. I can earn my money. Yes, I need a promise. A promise that Mr. Money-Bags, aka Mr. Satan, will not come near my family o
“Let’s do a little recap. My grandson twisted your hands and married you, and you want out of this relationship with a guarantee that he will not harm you or your family. Did I get it correctly?” “Totally. Mam, the paper?” “You seem keen to sign the paper?” “I can’t wait to run out of this house and out of your grandson’s sight, Mam.” “Do you know with whom you are talking? You seem to have an attitude, and you know that, don’t you?” “No offense Mam, if a stranger turns your life upside down, then I guess you will be livid too. This man not only turned my life upside down but put a wedge between my parents and me. I’m a girl who lost everything to an arrogant man.” “Are you sure you will sign the paper and leave? What’s the guarantee you won’t show back and blackmail us?” The only one with attitude here is the woman with the bright lipstick. Is that the stranger’s mother? Maybe both their perspectives suck. She lacks empathy and focuses only on the money. That’s one reason she h
Alex was looking right at her, eyebrows lifted in challenge. "Challenge accepted." Alex's Grandmother came in between Alex and Anita. "Sweethearts, can we solve this like grown-ups?" "Grown-ups?" Whispered Anita in shock. "Before we discuss, I want to introduce my family to you, Anita." Anita gasped and took a step back, "Mam, there is no need to introduce a stranger. I thought you were on my side?" she sounded like an upset child. Alex's Grandmother threw back her head and laughed. "Anita, do you know my grandson is not only the richest man but also plans meticulously, lays out his plan in his head a million times before he executes it? Everything he does is fine-cut to perfection. He is an excellent manipulator and negotiator. Everyone Businessman in our circle walks on eggshells around him, as he knows everyone's dirty laundry and when and how to use it. That is why he is the King in the business world." With yet another slow and weary shake of her head, Anita released a
"No way. Mam, I made one mistake. One mistake. From 16, I have been the sole breadwinner for my family. My father's freckle's ability to keep his job made it difficult to put food on the table or a roof over our heads. I gave up my studies and worked on my bones. I put my sister through college. But ever since I turned twenty-five, my parents started nagging me to get married. Just to get rid of them, I agreed to marry Ken. Ken is a close friend of my mother's sister-in-law; also, he claimed he was in love with me, or so he said. Everything became too real when the wedding date approached, and I got scared. I didn't want to marry Ken, but I took a loan, and we invited all my relatives for the reception, which was due in two days and planned in California, where most of my family lives. But God was on my side, or so I thought when I heard Ken was missing and his family followed his tail. I assumed he got cold feet. You couldn't imagine my happiness until your grandson walked in and r