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A ring

Penulis: Purple Acacia
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2024-10-01 22:45:35

" So you two decide to stay separately? Is this your decision?" Eunice knows it's not her place to interfere their private and personal matters. But she can't help but feel protective towards her best friend.

Just yesterday, her friend was so excited to open a new chapter with love and life. She wants to have kids and have a big family. But it's now a dream.

Damien who is waiting for Carol to get in the car, looks at Eunice and gives a polite smile, " The marriage isn't like other normal and average marriage. Both of us needed each other. I am sorry for disappointing. But I promise that I won't turn into a jerk. I don't like punches you know!" Damien grins, " I will take care of her!"

Hearing his words, Eunice finds a little comfort and consolation. At least he doesn't look like a scumbag. Yet, she needs to ask something to make sure the incident doesn't repeat.

" Will you cheat on her if you find someone else?"

Damien pauses momentarily and takes a glance at Carol who is saying goodbye to her guests and bridesmaids. They're heading home.

" No. Only Scumbags cheat because they're not satisfied with themselves. They feel like they can't satisfy their woman so they try to seek confirmation from another woman. I am not a scumbag!"

Eunice nods and walks towards him. Taking something out of her pocket, she holds it before him, " Three years ago, she bought it with her first salary - For her husband!" Eunice puts a beautiful ring on his hand when Damien holds his hand up.

" She doesn't remember or maybe doesn't want to remember, she said that she wanted me to give it to her husband - Her legal husband whether it's Troy or anyone whoever would be her ' Husband'. Because she forgets about her important things. So the day you think that you can be her ' Husband ' - A real husband - Put it on her finger. If you think you need to cheat on or you find someone else to love, return the ring to her with honesty. Carol likes honest people even if their honesty hurts her!"

Damien glances at the ring, a piece of jewelry that holds a great sentimental attachment. It's beautifully curved and he can see how much effort and care she had to choose or design it.

" I will. Don't worry about it! Thanks for taking care of my wife till now." He smiles at Eunice and then wheels himself to Carol who heads towards them as well.

** Are you done?** He asks, wearing a soft smile on his face.

Carol nods, putting a small bouquet of roses on his lap, ** Thank you for marrying me at the last moment. I needed it.**

Damien shakes his head and signs, ** We both needed it. Please let me know if you need anything from me. I will be available for my wife anytime**

Carol blushes a bit. The word wife has always been a bit of romantic to her. Being someone's significant other is something big deal and important to her.

** Thank you. I have a family gathering tomorrow. But I don't want to introduce you to them immediately. My Family dynamic is a bit complicated. Anyway, I need to clear something before parting away - I am not Orphan or anything like this. My parents are both alive but I have no contact with them for personal reasons. It may make you ask questions why- I would like to skip it. I want to know each other well, once we're enough to close. I won't ask you about your identity either. Hope you collaborate!"

It comes as shock to Damien who thought she knows him once he introduced himself as Damien Crawley. But it seems like she doesn't know him at all. Who doesn't know about Crawley family?

But still, he is kinda disappointed that he isn't allowed to question or know about each other's personal life.

Letting a soft chuckle out, he nods in response, **I am always ready to be close to each other. So please take your time**

Carol nods, her expression brightening up.

Damien thought this was the end of the conversation and she would leave. But to make him stun on his own place, Carol bends over and gently pecks his lips.

** Good Night, Husband. Let me know once you get home safely. And -!" She points to the rose bouquet, **This is the flowers for you as a gift from me!**

She smiles and walks towards her car. She will drive home with Eunice and her two bridesmaids. Damien meanwhile touches his lips. This is second peck that she gave. Once was at the alter and second one is now.

" We shall get going, Boss!" James pushes his wheelchair towards the car.

" James!" He mumbles, " She is different!"

James Clarke hums a bit, while staring at Eunice who is talking to her friends‌, " Yes!"

Eunice sits on the driver seat and turns the engine on. She knows Carol is putting a nonchalant expression for everyone here. But staying with Carol for years and knowing how much she can fake her pain, Eunice can't help but stop worrying about the world but her.

She puts the tissue box in front of Carol if she needs it. Carol smiles at her bestie who is always been her superhero, her rock. She grabs a tissue paper and makes it a beautiful rose and puts it on Eunice's hand,

** You were so cool today. Thank you**

Eunice looks at the paper rose and rolls her eyes, ** You just gave your husband a real rose bouquet. Where is mine? Girl!**

Carol can't help but laugh when Eunice pouts and makes a sulky face.

** Do you need one? Really?** She signs with a smirk on her face, ** He has a rose bouquet but you have his wife. Who won?**

** That was a strong one!** Eunice laughs, looking at the rearview mirror, " Girls!!! Are you ready for the after wedding long drive with the bride?"

She yells at Carol's two bridesmaids.

" Yay!!!! Most ironically! We had the bride!" They laugh.

Eunice and her two friends decided to have a long drive after the wedding once Carol leave for honeymoon with Troy. However, like always, Their plans never go as they plan. And now ended up having the bride herself as their another companion.

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