Flash back
"You have a sexual orientation disorder?"
The man was still silent with a flat face and arms folded in front of his chest. The look in his eyes was completely flat and unreadable, which made me a little annoyed and unsure as well. Maybe this guy is crazy and is plotting something to set me up. He wanted to pretend to marry me and then sell me to an old mob mobster. Or maybe he's actually an organ-selling mafia who has been frequently shown on midnight news programs. Kane would marry me, then he would kill me when the time was right to take my organs and sell them.
“So you really have a sexual orientation disorder? God, I don't want to marry you. What would happen to me if I married a handsome man who was rich, but gay. I'd rather marry a cleaning service at a hospital, than marry a gay guy like you."
"Can you shut up and not make a noise. I'm currently thinking of the right answer for you. Why do you like doing weird things and thinking bad about me. You must have read too many cheap magazines, and never been properly educated by your parents.”
"What? You think my mom is like that! Even though my father died, my mother raised me well. Even my mother also played her role as a father who always gave me extra protection. Damn you, you have hurt my feelings."
This man is really bad. He insulted me and even my mother very painfully. Even though my mother had helped him and agreed to this marriage. If my mother didn't force me to marry him, I wouldn't want to do any of this. What I've done so far is only for my mother.
“Do you think you are perfect enough for me huh? You can't badmouth my family like this."
"I didn't mean to do it."
He turned his face to the side. The arrogance was still on his face and he didn't apologize to me at all even though he had hurt me.
"Well you did it. You must remember that I would not have agreed to marry you if my mother had not told me to. You know, my mom's happiness is everything to me. If this marriage is the only way to make my mother happy, I will do it even if it has to be with a gay man like you.”
“Watch your words, lady. I'm not gay. I told you all the news was a lie. They came to the wrong conclusion because so far I have rarely been seen with beautiful women.”
"So what? What happened to you? Why do you want this marriage so badly and force me to look ugly.”
"Complicated. I can't tell you right now."
"Then I will go. I will tell my mother that I cannot marry you because you are not the right man for me.”
I grabbed my handbag brutally, then I tidy up my appearance first before I actually got out of this room. At least my appearance should be better so that the receptionist who is standing in front doesn't look at me with that very annoying mocking look.
"Wait, you can't do it. We have agreed and we will stay married."
The man gripped my hand tightly and he didn't allow me to go home at all. Huh, what the hell is this guy. A few minutes ago he just insulted me and mom. Then now, he arrogantly held me from going home? Tch, I won't go along with his words. Let him beg me. I don’t care.
“Let go of me! I want to go home and cancel all these arranged marriages. I don't want to have a weird husband like you."
I tried to release his grip on mine, but I couldn't. He gripped my arm tightly like a crab.
"Wait a minute, I want to explain everything to you," said the man looking frustrated.
I kept my face cynical. “Say it now or never. You know, you make me sick."
“Please, give me a chance. I really need your help, Laurel.”
Shit! His disgusting face melted my heart. I really couldn't resist and found my feet moving following him to sit back down on the couch. He had a gentle gaze that instantly hypnotized me. His demeanor also suddenly turned softer and looked like a gentleman.
"Okay, I'll tell you the truth."
"Shoot."
I pretended to be haughty to hide my weakness in front of him.
"Listen carefully, okay."
Pause. He paused for a moment to catch his breath. But he seemed very hesitant to say it. I hope he doesn't say weird things that could give me a heart attack.
"I... I have a phobia," Kane said quietly.
I furrowed my brow in surprise as I covered my mouth with both hands so I wouldn't burst out laughing in front of him. He just said the most ridiculous joke on earth. He said if he had a phobia. So what's the problem with phobias? In fact, all people in the world have phobias, and so far there have been no cases of someone's death caused by a direct phobia attack. This man must have been too tired from work to tell such a ridiculous joke.
"Huh, you're so ridiculous. Was it just a phobia that made you decide to marry me. Come on Kane, I know you can get pretty ladies easily. I bet you haven't loved me so far. So don't force yourself to marry me if it's just because you have a phobia."
It seemed that he was offended by my words. His eyes suddenly turned sharp and he snapped at me furiously.
“Shut up and listen! I'm not done talking yet."
“Sorry, but your reason for marrying me sounds illogical. I'm even surprised that you're so worried about your phobia.”
"It's not as common a phobia as you think," he huffed.
It turned out that Kane was a fierce man. Though I only commented a little, and he immediately pulled out his two fangs to bully me. What an arrogant man! He should have shown a sweet attitude to seduce me, and not yell at me like this. If only the man sitting in front of me right now was Jared, surely he would treat me very sweetly and gently. Huh, why does mother have to be hostile to Mrs. Clara. Even if I wasn't betrothed to Kane, my mother would never allow me to marry Jared because Jared's mother and my mother were enemies.
“Laurel... Laurel Heesters! hey!”
"Jared, what's wrong? Oops."
I quickly covered my lips after I realized that I had done something very fatal. How could it be, I said Jared's name, while now in front of me was Kane, a fierce, arrogant, and annoying man.
"Jared? Who is he, do you have a boyfriend?”
"No, he's just my co-worker at the hospital. Forget about that problem. Just go on with your story."
"OK. So, I have a phobia... Don't cut me off!” He warned me fiercely. I immediately pursed my lips again, then gave him a code to continue his story.
“This phobia I have is a bit unique and unnatural. I have caligynephobia. I'm sure you already know what caligynephobia is because you're a psychiatrist. Well, now you are free to comment. I won't stop you if you want to laugh or make fun of me. But, there is one thing you need to know, that you must still marry me.”
“So, you have a phobia with women? Then what caused you to have such a phobia?”
Crazy! This is really crazy. A handsome and rich man like Kane has a phobia of women. It must be because of a curse or some bad luck that happened to him. But God is very fair. He created Kane with all physical and material perfection, but God gave Kane a very strange phobia. I think it's a curse, not a phobia.
“I can't stay with women who are pretty and wear sexy clothes for too long. If I push myself, then I will feel tense and end up with itching all over my body.”
“Huh, really? You really are the strangest man I've ever met. Then don't you ever feel excited when you see a beautiful woman?" I asked teasingly and mockingly.
Kane turned his face the other way while exhaling furiously. I'm sure he must have never had sex or anything with the beautiful women out there. That means, an advantage for me. I don't have to worry about his activities outside the house, for sure he will never be close to any beautiful woman. Okay, there's no need for a jealous wife in our household.
"Just so you know, even though I have a phobia, I'm still a normal man. So I can feel lust or anything related to it. But I can't express it freely. I can't take every foreign woman I meet at a bar or at a party over to my bed. I'm a selective man."
"Okay, no big deal for me. I respect your preference."
"Thank you. I thought you weren't a demanding woman and you understand my world quite well."
"Not really. I'm still curious about you. Have you ever had sex with a woman?”
I thought he would be different like the businessmen who often appear in forbes magazine or any guy with the thick wallet that I see often, but he turned out to be just like them. He was still a normal man who needed a woman—any woman he could reach, to channel his passion into.
"You don't need to know about it. None of your business. Now all you need to think about is how to cure this strange phobia of mine? As a psychiatrist you know how to treat a patient like me. So what do you think? Can you heal me?”
"You married me just for that?"
"What do you think? It's the same as a business deal. You cured me of this strange phobia, and you got the rich husband your mother wanted. Don't you want to make your mother happy?" Kane blinked coquettishly at me.
Damn this man! He dared offer me a business deal for a marriage I didn't even want at all? Okay, I really am a crazy woman because I would agree to this stupid marriage.
"Before I decide to agree to this marriage or reject this marriage, I have a question for you."
"Shoot."
“Is this marriage only temporary or is this marriage a real marriage for a couple who truly love each other? If it's a temporary marriage or a fake marriage, I don't have to worry about my future because we can get divorced at any time for reasons of incompatibility. But if this is going to be a real wedding, I really need to think about it carefully. I don't want to sacrifice my life just for a marriage that I don't want at all and only for your benefit."
"You think? What do you want this marriage to be like?”
Truly I hope my marriage will be a once in a lifetime and happy marriage forever. It never once crossed my mind that the marriage I was going to have was a marriage that was set up for it, not a real marriage where a man and a woman love each other. I don't want to play with the sacred bond between us and God. Just like the dreams of normal women, I have a dream to have a beautiful household with a handsome husband and cute children. But if my husband is like Kane, will my dream household really come true? Can Kane help me fulfill my dream of becoming a great mother?
"Why are you silent?" Kane lowered his face close to mine.
He then straightened himself and cleared his throat once before speaking to me with an uneasy feeling.
“I know this looks cruel in your eyes. I am using this marriage for my own benefit and not thinking about your happiness. But as compensation you can ask anything from me. Anything as long as it's not something weird."
“I have nothing to ask at this time.”
Kane let out an exasperated sigh. "Okay, no problem. You can think about it later. But I know for a fact that you really want to have a family and be a great mother.”
"How did you know?" I glared at him in disbelief.
"Easy." He answered with a disgusting smile. "Detective. I hired a detective to investigate you.”
"What? So… so you always…”
I gaped, in disbelief at his shocking confession. So all this time he's been investigating my background and all the things I do often. Oh damn, he really is a man full of surprises.
"Sorry. But I did it just to make sure you were good. I have no other choice. This phobia I have is too strange and illogical. I can't consult with a random psychiatrist because I have to protect my good name and the good name of my company. You know, all the employees who work in my company are thousands. If my company goes bankrupt, they can't feed their family anymore. The city will be in crisis. Then—"
"Stop! Can you just tell me the point. I'm tired of listening to your long-winded explanation. Besides, I only need clarity from you about our marital status, not the status of your employees. So how will our relationship after we are officially married?”
"We will live a normal life like a normal couple."
"Are you sure? Isn't that too weird. We don't love each other. I doubt we can live a normal married life. I confess, I really want to marry you and live a normal life like a husband and wife in general. Sometimes I have dreams of welcoming my husband when he comes home from work, preparing all his needs before leaving for the office, and having some cute and adorable children. Can you do it for me?”
"For me it doesn't matter. I will play my role well. Maybe you have to adapt to me and my life, and so do I. Isn't that easy? Don't complicate your life, Laurel. You don't have to worry about our married life."
Hmm, looks like this is going to be a lot of fun. Marriage is not something complicated and also to be confused. The wedding is something beautiful and full of color. Then I firmly believe, I will definitely be able to play my role well. I will be the ideal wife my husband loves. Kyaa! That would be a lot of fun for sure. I can't wait to get married to Kane.
"I don't think it's a problem either. I can definitely play my part well. So, we will do mutualism symbiosis. I will help you to cure your phobia, and you must also promise to always take care of me and respect the commitment we have made."
"Okay, deal. So, we're getting married next week."
“Yes, we will get married next week and after that we will carry out our respective roles as husband and wife. Even without love, we will live it wholeheartedly.”
Then we reached out to each other for a handshake as the binding of our agreement this afternoon. But Kane then insisted on making it more official by asking his lawyer to print us an affidavit to seal our agreement. He said that way neither of us could break the deal and run away.
Flashback End
This day has finally arrived. My wedding drama day with Kane! I can't describe how I feel right now, a mixture of nervousness and sadness. I felt sorry for my mother especially for lying to her about our marriage. My mom thought I fell in love at first sight after meeting Kane at the cafe, but she was wrong. I haven't loved Kane at all. Even my heart doesn't beat loudly when I'm near Kane. This marriage happened because of an agreement between the two of us. I helped Kane cure his strange phobia, then in exchange he helped me to make my mother happy. Actually last night I was thinking maybe I'll be able to love Kane someday and vice versa. Kane will love me too then things will get easier.So this morning I don't want to burden my mind with strange things that are not necessarily going to happen. I eliminated all the bad thoughts that had crossed my head and then I just focused on my beautiful wedding dress. Finally I will be wearing a wedding dress by a famous desig
After a chaotic and harrowing blessing ceremony at the most historic church in Paris, we ended up in a limousine in a thick silence. The wind from the air conditioner was blowing very loudly between us who hadn't said anything since leaving the Notre-Dame Cathedral. Kane sat beside me nervously, his hands actively moving to scratch his itchy skin. But if the itching goes away for a moment, he'll put his hands on his lap and just sit still like a statue next to me. There is a ring on his finger. I then glanced at mine, it looked just as beautiful as his. But I'm still upset about what happened today. The expensive dress I was wearing had turned into a worthless pile of cloth in an instant. The soft satin was torn on all sides, especially at the tail of the dress which hung down at my feet because that was where the most of the trampled on. "You don't want to say something? Apologize to me maybe," I huffed. "Why am I apologizing to you? Not my fault." He still
I smiled, waiting for him to actually enter the house and his huge body disappeared behind the white double doors. After that silence completely surrounded me. The limousine and driver had left. Probably headed for the garage behind this house because I saw the car go by the side road towards the back. My eyes wandered through every corner of the building in this house, then my eyes stopped right at my feet, on my dress. It had been torn apart and looked terrible. Some parts of my dress are dirty with dust. I then lifted the torn hem of my dress. Sad to see how it looks bad. So there's no reason to keep the dress anymore. With my two strong hands I tugged at the hem of my dangling dress. The sound of torn cloth began to enliven the silence around me. It took five tugs until the torn tail of the dress slipped completely off my dress. Now I have a simpler dress. A knee-length dress with crystal stones on the chest and embroidered ornaments on the sleeves. Good! I can explore t
I've done walking around and meeting the people who live in this house. I don't think I have a problem with them. Everything was fine, and they accepted me like a family instead of seeing me as the young lady of the house. It's something I haven't had before. I mean I have a mother, but it feels incomplete because I don't have siblings or uncles or aunts. Just me and my mom. We complement each other of course and we love each other. But here there are more than two people. There is Mr. Robert the gardener, then there is Maxel the driver. Then Julia, Margareth, Joyce and Erika, they are amazing women. What Julia said was true, Joyce and Erika would get along with me and it proved to be true. We instantly hit it off like old friends as we chatted in the kitchen even though it was our first time meeting. Joyce is a cute girl with curly brown hair from Itterswiller. She has been a servant since graduating from high school. She said she decided to work here because she wa
How long have I been sleeping? Seems like a very long time. The room is getting very dark now and very cold because I haven't closed the curtains. The winter wind was blowing hard which made me wake up from the cold. I've been sleeping since six o'clock in the evening from exhaustion and boredom. There was nothing I could do after I finished dinner with my mother-in-law at five o'clock. It was indeed a very early dinner because tonight my mother-in-law has an event to attend at her friend's house. When my mother-in-law came home and got out of the limousine that picked her up, and walked into the house, I was terrified to meet my mother-in-law in the living room. He just got home around one o'clock in the afternoon. When I heard the sound of the car engine roaring in the front yard, I couldn't stop praying because I was too afraid of my mother-in-law's reaction when she saw me. I thought my mother-in-law must be very ashamed and angry about what I had done at church.
It's been twenty-four hours since Kane made his confession in front of me. The man looked frantic as he explained everything. He was really frustrated to make me buy his words. But I'm not an easy woman to convince after what he did to me. How dare he deceive me about his strange disorder. I knew he was just lying to me and wanted to test me. Kane doesn't really get itching when it comes to women he thinks are beautiful. He turned out to be just an excuse to cover up something else. His past.Fuck that guy. I've been silent on him since yesterday. We have spent twenty-four hours more silent than talking. Maybe the number of words I put out for him could be counted on my fingers right now. We were only talking when Kane's mother gave us a honeymoon ticket to Switzerland. And after that we didn't say anything until this morning we had breakfast on the roof of one of the best hotels in Bern.“My mother called this morning asking how our trip in Switzerland was. She
"Hi mom, I'm fine here." I was just getting out of the bathroom when mom called. I've seen it three times and this is the fourth time mom has called me tonight. But I really don't know if my cell phone has been ringing since earlier because I was busy enjoying soaking in the hot water with the liquid soap that smells of spring flowers which is very fragrant. I bought it at one of the souvenir shops I found in Old Town. And now I feel satisfied because the floral fragrance is so soothing and very comfortable on my skin. "I had just finished showering. This day is very exhausting. We were walking around Old Town when it was snowing hard.” I lay on the bed with a bathrobe wrapped around me and a towel over my head to dry my wet hair while listening to my mother talk about things. “Looks like you enjoyed your time with Kane well. The cold air there will add to the romantic atmosphere between you. Are you two lying on the bed to warm each other up?”
Knock knock I knocked on Kane's door slowly. While waiting for the man to open the door, I began to look myself up and down. Hopefully he doesn't feel allergic if he sees me wearing tacky clothes like this. An ankle-length skirt, an oversized and tacky pink shirt, thick glasses, fake moles, and hair tied in two. Great! My appearance is absolutely disgusting. I really wonder to myself why I prepared this outfit before flying to Switzerland. But all because of Kane. The man repeatedly told me to look tacky in front of him. So I suddenly had this outfit ready in my suitcase, even though when I put all this outfit in my suitcase, I was determined not to wear it. But it's become somewhat useful now. For a mission. Kane really took too long to open the door. I knocked on his door again with a louder bang, then waited nervously. If the guy I'm going to meet is a normal guy, then he'll definitely feel nauseous when he sees me dressed like this. But since the man I'm going to