CHAPTER 6_ A Bonus

At night, I was busy pacing around the room waiting for my husband to show up. He already made it clear that he was looking forward to our wedding night at the registry.

I took a long bath and also took my time to shave my pubic hairs, i had to look fresh and clean for my husband. I was dressed in a sexy red nightgown, all that was missing was a man to rip it off my body.

An hour passed by and yet no sign of him yet, I left him two hours ago downstairs as he was drinking to himself.

After a few more minutes, the door finally opened. I sprang up to my feet, my heart racing as I heard his footsteps walking in. He took a long glance at me before turning his back against me.

“What are you doing still up? Go, get some sleep..”

His words took me by surprise, embarrassment washed over my face. What must he be thinking about me now? He was the one who got me anxious for no reason at all.

“Arya..” He called softly, taking me out of my trance. I turned to him. “Go to bed, it's late already..”

I nodded my head instantly and rushed to the bed, pulling the duvet over my chest. I noticed his movement in the room, I peeked over my shoulder to find him taking off his white shirt.

On his broad back was a tattoo of a bird's large wings. It was beautiful and I couldn't help but stare longer than I should have, he seemed to notice my gaze and turned his head to me.

I placed my head back on my pillow and shut my eyes. His chuckles reached my ears making my cheeks burn further.

After a while, the lights went off. I felt the other part of the bed sink. I almost shrunk myself into the bed with the thought that he would pounce on me but that didn't happen.

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The next morning,

I made my way downstairs to check if there was anything edible at home. Since this was a newly furnished house, the fridge hasn't been stocked up yet.

Karl wasn't in the room when I woke up a few minutes back and it was still early for him to leave for work if that was the case.

However, my nose was stricken with the most delightful aroma ever. It was coming from the kitchen, I made my way down the stairs only to find my husband setting the meals on the dining table, around his waist was a pink hello Kitty apron.

No way..

Not only did I get a billionaire husband for free, I also got a chef as a bonus. The moment he noticed me, he smiled sweetly at me.

“I see you're up, I was just about to head up to the room to bring you down. Hope you had a pleasant night?“

I nodded. He stretched out his palm for me to take which I did. He guided me to one of the wooden chairs which he pulled out.

It was even more surprising to know that every dish before me were my favorite and best dishes. My tummy made a grumbling noise and I helped myself dig in.

“What are the chances that a wealthy man like yourself is a great chef?” I commended after taking the first bite of steak off my fork.

“I took cooking classes during my free hours. And all I can say is that it's all worth it..”

I noticed that he didn't have the intention of joining me for breakfast, I'm one with a really large appetite but this was all too much for me to eat alone.

“Why? You wanted to cook for your girlfriend? She's gonna love you for it because you're a great cook. Come join me, don't stand and watch me d******d everything from the table..”

The smile on Karl's face froze. i noticed his reactions to my words. I don't think he liked what I said to him.

“Not girlfriend, I want to cook for my wife as long as I'm alive..”

I swallowed the huge chunk of meat down my throat. “Your future wife will be very lucky to have you..”

Just when I was about to lift my fork into my mouth, Karl suddenly held me by my chin and turned my face to stare at him.

“What are you talking about? You're my wife."

I gulped down hard and continued munching on my meal in pure silence.

After breakfast, we both dressed up and got into the car parked before the house. I had no idea how long the drive to his family's house, but deep down I was nervous to meet them.

After half an hour on the road, our car finally pulled into a large double gate. We sped past the nearly trimmed bush shrubs driveway and eventually stopped before the majestic house itself.

“We are here and remember, no tears..”

His last words had me frowning a bit, what the hell does he mean by that? Before I could raise any questions, he left the car.

My heart thumped faster the more I got close to the door, two female servants bowed slightly to us and opened the door. We were ushered into the living room where at least six people occupied, two were an elderly couple and others consisted of two men and two women.

“Ah! Look who finally decided to join us today..” The elderly man jested with a small chuckle.

I itched the back of my ear feeling lost in this gathering.

“I had to, everyone meet Arya Adams. My new wife”

He draped his arm over my shoulder pulling me to stand next to him. I offered them a polite smile and waved my hand to them.

“Hello, it's nice to meet you all..”

I noticed that they didn't say a word or react to my greetings, what a nice way to start with your in-laws. They rather looked shocked than happy to see the addition to their family.

“Karl, isn't this—”

“She's my new wife and she has to be treated with respect.”

I felt that the woman wanted to say something important but Karl cut in before she could finish her words. At this point, they were all on their feet as they stared at me. I swallowed thinking of the worst things going through their mind.

“Isn't she supposed to be behind bars for murder?” The woman snapped.

I wasn't even surprised, I made the headlines for three weeks straight as the bloody bride so practically everyone knows about me.

“But she's here now, as your daughter-in-law mother..”

Mother? I looked back at the woman in surprise. I couldn't deny it, my eyes sting and I felt like crying my eyes out but he warned me about crying before them.

“This is unacceptable!” She spat.

“What is the chaos for?”

I froze in my skin, that voice behind me sounded very familiar, I turned on my heels only to meet the gazes of Simon's parents.

A look of surprise crossed their face the second they saw me.

“What the hell is this murderer doing under our roof?!”

I was too shocked to understand everything that was going on. How was Simon's parents related to the Adam's? I spun my head to Karl's direction but he avoided my gaze.

“He got married to her!” Karl's mother filled Simon's parents in on the news regarding my visit.

“Karl, what were you thinking getting married to the woman that murdered your nephew in cold blood?!” Simon's mother snapped.

Color drained out of my face, Karl and Simon were related? He's Simon's fucking uncle! How?!

“What?” I whispered in shock.