I turned around, coming face to face with Angela. Angela and I don't exactly see eye to eye. She has been my arch-nemesis since the beginning of the school year.“And what if I'm staying with a man? Are you able to deny that you aren't being sponsored by your sugar daddy?” I asked sarcastically, a mocking look on my face.It has been a known fact for a month now that Angela had a sugar daddy. I heard the news but I didn't pay much attention to it because it was none of my business, but her getting into my matters was something I just couldn't take.“You really are shameless,” someone laughed dryly, shaking their head at me.Beside Angela, her best friend sat. Both of them looked ready to banter with me for the rest of the day but I didn't have the time for that.I couldn't just exchange words with them like ai had nothing to do.“You guys stop it. The man she is staying with is her fiance. Even though they slept together the night before, there really isn't anything wrong with that,”
_Author’s POV_When Ruelle got home, Killian was sitting in the living room. Another woman was sitting in front of him and she seemed to laughing at what was being said. Killian's face was blank as he waited for her to stop laughing. Ruelle took a step forward and his head instantly snapped in her direction when she got closer.“What took you so long to get home?” He asked her, seeming irritated.“I– Uh..” Ruelle stuttered, feeling lost for what to say as she looked between them both. She wondered who the woman was but she said nothing about it.Erika looked at Ruelle with a scowl on her face. She heard that Killian was about to get married and she came here as fast as she could. “So this is your fiance?” She asked, giving Ruelle a once over.Her eyes skimmed over Ruelle who felt awkward under her stare. She knew she wasn't ugly, but she couldn't say the same about her clothes. She has been using the same set of clothes for a while now because her father didn't care about her.
_Ruelle’s POV_I watched in disbelief as Erika pushed a cart into the room. She gave me a smug look as she walked past, stopping right next to Killian.“Hey Lian,” She called with an excessively sweet voice. I think I might get diabetes. “What are you doing?” Killian asked and I knew that he was talking to Erika, not me. His tone was flat and he stared straight ahead.A frown formed on my face when Erika stood next to Killian, she held his arm as she spoke.“Lian, you don't take care of yourself at all. Do you know what time it is? And you haven't even eaten,” She said while pouting her lips. I looked between them, the frown on my face deepening.Did Erika have feelings for Killian? Or am I just overthinking things? And what was that nickname she called him?I know our marriage was merely one of convenience, but I still didn't like the way she was around him. “I'm fine,” Killian said then pushed Erika away from him. I thought this was going to make her go away, but she doesn't.Er
_Killian’s POV_“Wha-what do you mean,” Ruelle stuttered, a pink blush rising on her cheek. She was pretending to be bold the whole time, but suddenly she turned pink the moment I suggested that. I couldn't help but chuckle at how cute she was acting at the moment. “You were being so bold just now, what happened to that?” I asked her, smirking. I stared unfocused at nothing, playing the part of a blind man well. Nobody knew when I had regained my sight, and I didn't want to tell Ruelle till after our wedding and after she had proved that I could trust her. Who knows? She could have been sent by that man to keep an eye on me. Ruelle remained quiet, staring at me for a moment. She seemed to be lost in thoughts and I wondered what the little girl was thinking about. She was just twenty one and yet she agreed to get married to someone eight years older than she was. And worse of all, I was blind and crippled too. I had learned to not trust people, but Ruelle hadn't given me a rea
“Greetings Mother,” Killian said, ignoring the question she had asked. I looked between the both of them, unsure of what to do, or say. When Killian touched my hand slightly, a signal, I knew I had to show my respect too “Greetings ma'am,” I said, sounding as polite as I could. She ignored my greeting, picking up her tea cup and taking a sip from it. I waited in silence for her to drink to her heart's content.“Is this the girl you're getting married to?” She asked, setting the cup down. “I thought you were getting married to that girl, the daughter of Mr. Athanas” I could hear her displeasure for me in her voice, her bright red lips still turned into an ugly frown. Mrs. Lexington was a middle-aged woman, she had light wrinkles on her face and her dark hair was tied into a tight bun at the top of her hair. I could smell her expensive perfume from where we stood, and I couldn't help but wrinkle my nose. It was too strong. “You must be talking about my younger sister,” I started,
"Apologize for hitting my son now!” Anselm's father ordered and I blew out from my mouth, turning to him.What's it with these people and thinking they can hit me however they want?“Mr Kingston. I wouldn't tolerate you hitting my student however you wished. We would punish her according to the school guidelines. But hitting her is something we wouldn't condone,” The director said, but Mr. Kingston ignored him.“What are you waiting for? Get on your knees and beg!” He yelled at me, dropping spittles on my face. “Are you going to apologize to me too?” I asked coldly, glaring at him.His mouth opened and closed in shock, a vein on his forehead popping in anger.“How dare you?!” he raised his hand to hit me but I caught it, pushing him away. Anslem immediately stood up to catch his father, preventing him from falling.“Ruelle, are you insane?! You're going too far!” Anslem growled at me. I lazily shifted my gaze from his father who was red in anger to him. “Nobody said he was going t
"Did the matter get resolved?” Killian asked and I nodded my head. When I remembered that he wasn't with me here, I had to speak up. “Yes, thank you,” I said softly. He was the first person to ever take my side. And even if I didn't know what he had done, I appreciated the fact that he stood by me without knowing whose fault it was. “You can do whatever it is you want to, I'd always back you up,” He said, and then the line went dead. I clutched my phone in my hand, a smile breaking out on my face. “Sister, what happened to you?!” Eileen said with a gasp, wiping the smile away from my face. I turned to her with a blank look, a brow coming up. “Did someone hit you?!” She gasped. At that moment, Mr. Athanas stormed out of the office. He turned to me with a glare and then stormed past. “Sister, what happened?” She asked but I pushed past her too, heading for the art room. I had a lot of things to do. “You're here again?” The art teacher said, a warm smile on her face. I s
Mr. Lexington threw a glance at Erika, one that made her shiver quite noticeably. “You're against the marriage between them both?” The priest asked, seeming to be confused too. Erika opened her mouth to speak but Mr. Lexington cleared his throat once more. A silent warning to her. Everyone watched as Erika sat back down slowly, shaking her head and asking the priest to continue. She clenched her fist so tightly, digging her nails into her palm. “What were you thinking?” Her mother asked, slapping her thigh lightly. “You need to get rid of whatever feeling you have for Killian. He isn't the rich billionaire he was,” she said and Erika pouted. She knew all about that, and she was certain that she wouldn't want to be married to a blind crippled. Killian being blind was one thing, and his being both blind and crippled was another. Ruelle turned back to the priest asking him to continue. They had already wasted a few minutes because of Erika. She was tired and just wanted to go