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"Does any of this even make sense?" Mason vented his frustration to his younger sister, Anna. "Out of the thousands of girls who admire me, Mom had to choose one of the least attractive ones as my bride? Even our housemaids are more captivating than that girl."Today, when Mason laid eyes on the photograph of Isabel Forbes, the girl destined to become his wife in a matter of days, his world turned topsy-turvy. He discovered that Isabel didn't fit his narrow definition of beauty; she had a skin condition called leukoderma. In contrast, Mason, a 27-year-old bachelor from Florida and the handsome younger son of wealthy industrialist John Williams, embodied the epitome of perfection, capturing the hearts of countless girls.Accepting an imperfect and unattractive girl as his wife seemed impossible to Mason, especially when he was constantly surrounded by the most stunning women. This compelled him to unleash his grievances upon his sister Anna, hoping she would understand his predicament."You know how stubborn Mom is, Brother. Do you really think she'll listen to any of us? I tried talking to her about this before, and all I got was a scolding," Anna expressed helplessly.Anna sympathized with Mason, acknowledging that their mother was imposing her decision on him instead of allowing him to choose the kind of wife he desired. While she wished she could assist her brother, Anna knew their mother would remain resolute in her stance.Mason grew increasingly irritated by Anna's words, feeling as though he had lost his last ally who might have understood him. His sister's inability to empathize with his struggle disappointed him, deepening his sense of isolation."I've lost count of how many proposals I've turned down so far. All I've ever wanted is a love-filled relationship with my wife. I've dreamt of having a beautiful wife for as long as I can remember, and now all those dreams lie shattered, all because of that unattractive girl," Mason lamented, his mind conjuring Isabel's image once again.The mere thought of Isabel made Mason cringe. He had never fathomed that a girl like her would become his wife. It dawned on him that the mere idea of Isabel made him feel repulsed, making it utterly inconceivable for him to spend a lifetime with her.Loosening his shirt collar, Mason's mind wandered to the enchanting woman he encountered at the office. He yearned to ask her out, but his mother's announcement of his impending marriage to Isabel had extinguished any hopes of pursuing her."Do you know Addison, the employee in our office?" Mason asked Anna, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes at the mere mention of her name.Anna nodded, remembering their previous conversation about Addison."I have strong feelings for her, Anna. She's intelligent, stunning, and absolutely perfect. It's hard to tear my eyes away once they lock on her. I've always dreamed of marrying someone like Addison," Mason revealed, his disappointment fading away. A soft smile graced his face as he spoke about her.But as he compared Isabel to Addison, anger surged through his veins. The thought of marrying a girl with skin imperfections among the sea of beautiful women was beyond his comprehension. "Yeah, I know. Addison is someone to be infatuated with. But why haven't you asked her out yet?" Anna questioned curiously, furthering Mason's disappointment."How could I? Mom has already arranged the marriage with that person," Mason replied, his teeth grinding together in frustration."If Mom tries to force that upon me, I swear I'll run away with Addison."He wasn't quite sure if he was bluffing or not. His emotions were spiraling out of control."Don't lose your mind, brother. Do you really want to follow in our elder brother's footsteps? The consequences will be dire. It would be better to talk to Dad," Anna suggested, attempting to calm him down. But her words elicited a sadistic laugh from Mason."Do you honestly think Dad would take my side over Mom's?" Mason retorted, causing Anna to sigh heavily, knowing all too well that their father held great respect for their mother's decisions."Then what should we do? Maybe you should go and talk to Mom.""What would I even say to her? She already knows about Addison. What I can't understand is why she's doing this. Why did she choose the least attractive girl? Why must the ugly girl be my wife? Why?" Mason cried out in frustration.Though he yearned to speak with his mother, he knew deep down that his words would fall on deaf ears. Witnessing Mason's distress, Anna desperately wanted to console him but struggled to find the right words. In an attempt to alleviate his sadness, she decided to offer a glimmer of positivity."You know, even though Mom can be stubborn, she always has our best interests at heart. Perhaps she sees something special in that girl that...", Anna began, but Mason cut her off before she could finish her sentence."Please, spare me. You know perfectly well the kind of girl who would be the perfect match for someone like me—smart, beautiful, like Addison. Not some cheap and unworthy choice that Mom finds appealing.""What do you plan to do then, brother?" Anna inquired, genuinely puzzled by Mason's state of mind."I refuse to marry that unattractive girl. Simple as that. If I ever do marry, it will be someone like Addison, or I won't marry at all," Mason replied bluntly, causing Anna to burst into laughter.Confusion etched across his face, Mason furrowed his brow as he stared at his sister, unable to grasp the reason for her amusement."Seriously? You're going to remain a bachelor forever. The youngest and most handsome son of Industrialist John Williams, destined to be a lifelong bachelor. How pitiful!" Anna remarked sarcastically, laughing uncontrollably.Mason's fury intensified at Anna's sarcastic remarks, and he glared at her with anger in his eyes, only fueling her laughter further.Before Mason could retort, Nina Williams entered the room.Third Person's POV:Their mother, Nina, happened to pass by Mason's room and caught snippets of their conversation. Though she couldn't discern the details, she was certain they were discussing Mason's impending marriage. Curiosity piqued, she decided to interrupt and find out what they were talking about.Upon noticing their mother's arrival, Anna's laughter abruptly ceased, while Mason's throat went dry with apprehension, fearing that their mother had overheard his raised voice.Nina Williams was not only a housewife but also a strict college principal. Her unwavering discipline governed both her professional and maternal roles. Mason and Anna lived under her strict rule, fearing her authority more than anything else. No one dared to oppose Nina's decisions within the family."Was the topic of discussion related to your marriage, Mason?" Nina inquired calmly yet with a sharp focus solely on him.Mason felt a shiver run down his spine at his mother's question. He shook his head vigoro
Third's Person's POV:"Do you think it'll work?" Mason asked, curious as he glanced at his phone screen while Matt dialed Isabel's number. "Listen, don't cancel the marriage over the phone," Matt quickly replied, piquing Mason's curiosity even more. "Just tell her you want to meet in person and then cancel the marriage face to face," Matt continued, and Mason nodded, now in agreement. But both of them were left dumbfounded when Isabel didn't answer the call, even though it was ringing. Mason snatched the phone from Matt and dialed Isabel's number again, waiting anxiously for her to pick up. Meanwhile, Isabel was making a wedding shopping list with her little sister Emma. Suddenly, her phone rang, startling her. Looking at her slightly cracked screen, Isabel saw Mason's name appearing, causing her heart to race. She found herself shaking because it was the first time her fiancee had called her, someone she had already started dreaming about every night. Isabel had liked Ma
Third Person's POV: Isabel stood there wearing a bright yellow top and a flowing white skirt. Her skin disease was visible on her exposed hands, legs, and neck, yet she had no intention of hiding it. Her smile remained the prettiest in the world, even as her body showed signs of discoloration. Meanwhile, her dark brown eyes silently appreciated the handsome man standing before her, who would soon become her husband. If only she knew what he was truly thinking about her. "Why on earth did my mom choose her for me? She looks even uglier in person. I can't even imagine her as my bride," Mason lamented in his mind, as his eyes traveled up and down Isabel's figure. He wanted to say those hurtful words directly to her face, but he held back to spare his mom, Nina, from pain. Besides, after seeing Isabel's face, he had lost interest in engaging with her further. Her skin imperfections bothered him tremendously. "Hey... You're Mason, right?" Isabel asked, breaking the silence between them.
Third Person's POV:"D-Dad, do you really... like Isabel for me?" Mason's voice trembled with shock and surprise. He couldn't believe his dad was echoing his mom's sentiments. "Why not? Isabel is a really nice girl, Mason," Mr. John replied, but Mason sensed his dad was starting to sound like his mom too. "Remember when Mom had that accident two years ago?" Mr. John asked, leaving Mason too speechless to respond. Mason nodded slightly in reply to his father's question. "It was Isabel who saved your mom from the middle of the road and took her to the hospital. I met her there for the first time, and I was overwhelmed by her kindness," Mr. John reminisced, recalling the moment he first encountered Isabel. Before he could continue speaking, Mason's annoyed expression caught his attention. After hearing his dad's story, Mason finally understood why his parents liked Isabel so much. He couldn't help but think that Isabel had somehow influenced his parents with her exaggerated acts of
Third Person's POV: Though it wasn't the first time Martha criticized her, Isabel found it hard to endure those harsh words. "Maybe a blessing from elders like you came true," Isabel replied gently, knowing well that her aunt harbored no affection for her. "Yeah... Yeah... Whatever. I would be happier if Emma got such a prince as her husband," Martha remarked, referring to Isabel's younger sister. Unlike Isabel, Emma was considered flawless, the beauty of the family. Emma embraced the adoration, a sentiment that Isabel tried hard not to let affect her. Yet, the constant comparison still stung. Right now, Isabel sensed that her aunt was deliberately trying to insult and hurt her. Emma, engrossed in her phone, couldn't hold back when Martha continued to belittle Isabel. "I don't care whether my husband is a prince or not, because I don't judge based on looks like illiterate people. And I would be glad if you stop dragging me every time," Emma raised her voice, fed up with Martha's
Third Person's POV: Mason's parents paused mid-bite, fixing their curious gazes on him. Nina, Mason's mom, had a faint inkling that his words might be related to the impending wedding. She ventured a guess, "Go on. It must be related to the wedding, right?" "But let me make it very clear to you, Mason. You aren't going to stop this wedding by any means," Nina warned, her tone stern. "Let him speak, Nina. It's not necessary that all his words will be about the wedding. Please, son, go on and tell whatever you want," John, Mason's dad, interjected, softening the tone in the room. Taking a deep breath, Mason began to voice the inner turmoil, "You guys are making me marry a girl based on your liking, and I'm obeying that against my will. As the wedding is mine, I have the right to make a few decisions." Mason felt a profound sense of helplessness as he uttered those words, unsure if his parents would truly hear him this time. Hearing Mason's words, Nina furrowed her brows, questionin
Third Person's POV:Isabel and her family arrived at the church, greeted by the warm smiles of Mrs. Nina and Mr. John at the gate. Their happiness radiated as they exchanged pleasantries."Absolutely stunning, dear," Nina complimented Isabel, who blushed at the unexpected praise. Unaccustomed to such attention, Isabel couldn't help but feel a shy warmth."Shall we head inside? The priest awaits the arrival of the bride," suggested Mr. John, leading the way into the church.Isabel, flanked by her family, took hesitant steps inside, her brother Liam guiding her. Nervousness and shyness consumed her, causing her to cast her gaze downward as they approached the altar.Upon reaching the altar, Isabel lifted her eyes, glancing at their families, and finally fixing her gaze on Mason, who stood beside the priest. Mason, however, seemed emotionally distant, an almost lifeless demeanor as he fought against any feelings that threatened to surface.Liam released her arm, urging her to approach Mas
Third Person's POV:Isabel chose to remain optimistic, convincing herself that Mason's reticence might stem from shyness. Unwilling to exacerbate his discomfort, she maintained a thoughtful silence throughout the journey to the house.After a while, Anna halted the car in front of an opulent duplex mansion. Exiting the car, they discovered Mason's parents already awaiting them near the gate, eager to welcome their new daughter-in-law.The surroundings of the mansion captivated Isabel; its grandeur was impossible to ignore. This luxurious abode was an unfamiliar territory for her, and the realization that she was now a part of it left her in disbelief.The sprawling garden adjacent to the mansion seized Isabel's attention, especially as she had always harbored a love for flowers. The vibrant array of blooms mesmerized her, momentarily stealing her focus.However, her reverie was interrupted when Mason, seemingly disinterested, moved away and settled on a cradle in the garden, engrossed