After crying my heart out, I walked out and saw Christian sitting on the bed rubbing his temples. At this time, I felt immense loathe and abhor for him. “Christian.” I stood in front of him and gave him a detestable look. My heart skipped a beat just thinking about the consequences of my words. “Sophie, I am sorry.” Mentally preparing myself for the worst, I said with venom. "Do you remember, the day Eugene woke up, I said I wanted to talk to you?" He looked up at me as he narrowed his eyes at me. "You know what I wanted to say?" I said as a tear fell from my eye. He kept looking at me with his distress eyes as I said that staring deep into his murk eyes with resentment, "I want liberation. An eternal reprieve from this hell." I snarled as it took him some seconds to register what I was saying. Once, he comprehends my words, his eyes widened as he stood up and it felt like the intimidation which was hidden for the past weeks burst out with much force. “What?” My heart
Christian POV:- That woman is driving me insane with her tears. “What does she want?” At first, she defended me in front of everyone, shocking me to no extent. I never thought that she'll choose me over her brother. Instead of taking her brother's side, she took mine. And after that, she became angry with me, which filled me with the guilt of breaking her heart again. Her words broke my heart and when I came to the room she suddenly asked for a divorce. “Just what the hell is wrong with her?!” And once again, lost in anger and the inner demon of mine, I scared her. I was trying so hard to remove those apprehensions and once again I evoked them. Once again, she was crawling beneath my feet like a vulnerable being. Just how much it shattered my heart. “Her place is not there.” I don't want her to be like that. I broke my promise, I doubt that she'll ever trust me again. She provoked me to become what I am not. I didn't mean to hurt her intentionally. Even if I don't
"Sophie, listen.," I called her. She was awestruck but hummed in response, "You.. are sold to me… " I said as her eyes widened when she looked at me in disbelief. She looked at me as if she didn't comprehend what I have said, "But.. the reason for me marrying you is..." I took a deep breath as she was lost in obscurity. "My mother... loved you a lot... She always wanted me to marry you. It was her dying wish that I marry you..." "That's all I can tell you... for now.." I said looking away. My words hit her like a truck as if she was being crushed by the weight of my words. "No... Christian.. Tell me everything. After telling me this, Don't leave me in that dark anymore." She said in a low voice as she held my shirt and I kept looking away. "I don't have enough courage.." I whisper. Her trembling form produces a vague sound. "Please.." She pleaded as I didn't meet her gaze. "Did he sell me?" She asked with hate as I gave her a nod. I heard her mumbling 'bastard' but she
Sophie POV:- I went to the kitchen and leaned on the counter and began to let out deep breaths to calm myself. “What the hell happened?” Amid heartbreaking truths and the labyrinth of the mystifying realities which never occurred to me; Another strangely beautiful emotion aroused in me which I am not ready to accept. “What.. was it?” What I learned today was too much for me to bear, that's why I also didn't push him to tell me everything. But I don’t understand why Mother didn’t tell me, she should have told me. That’s why she tried to convince me to marry Christian but why can’t she tell me bluntly about it? Is there something more unbearable? “Honestly, I don’t think anything would be more horror-stuck than being sold to some rich person without being aware of it.” I muttered, shivering by the thought. “And this guy has known me ever since the beginning while I know absolutely nothing about him.” I added, shaking my head. Just how complicated our relationship is?
It's been 3 days since Christian is at home. He can finally walk, "1.. 2.. 3 Go!" He shouted as we both started running; starting the race from the main Gate to the Entrance of the hall. He was exuberant because he can walk again. But in the race, I, of course, being faster wins the race. I began to cheer in joy. "Damn.. you're fast," he said. I put my hand on my waist proudly. "I know, turtle." "Well, don't forget about the race of the rabbit and the tortoise." He retorted. "I'm not like that rabbit." I sneered. We then began to laugh, "Tell him Samuel, who won?" I asked Samuel who is currently the judge to see who wins. "Of course, you, Ma'am." He smiled. I beamed showing my victory and then we began to laugh. Then, we went to have lunch, as we were eating, Christian asked, "Did you talk to Eugene?" "Nah, Leave him for a while." I replied casually. "Aren't you worried about his whereabouts?" "He is at our old home and currently looking for a job, let's see how lon
Mother stated to which I replied back quickly, "I forgive him, Mother, please... He can't be alone." I pleaded, remembering about that night. How badly it affected him only to hear I want to leave. "He? You are still thinking about him. What about you Sophie? He defiled you!" "He is repentant and I forgive him! I signed the contract, I have legally given him all my consent" I said, shutting my eyes. I know Christian is too shocked upon hearing my words but it's true. Whenever I look at him he is filled with penitence. It's been almost three months since that day. It's enough, I am the one who gave him this authority so why would I go against him? I don't want him to suffer anymore. “He neglected the basic demand of our contract. Intercourse, Mother. He doesn’t touch, maintains his distance.” I whispered, hoping she might listen but to no avail. "You are still not going with him. Accept her as your wife and love her, Christian. And you are free to take her with you." She
Christian POV:- After leaving Aunt's place. I went to Tyler. I am beyond angry, how could he tell her? He is the only one who knows about it. Why did he tell Aunt about it in the first place? “How could you do this to me, asshole?” I muttered. I have told him that me and Sophie are on good terms now then why? I cannot fathom. I grit my teeth in irk, my fury burning inside me. I can’t leave Sophie. Aunt can't take Sophie away from me. I need her presence. I need her smile. “I need her.” I don't know what I am feeling for her but she is mine and no one can take her away from me. I barged in his house as he was shocked to see me. I grabbed his collar and looked at him furiously. "Why the hell did you tell Aunt about that day!?" "Hey.. what are you talking about?" He asked, confused. "Only you knew about the night at the party, why in the bloody hell did you tell Aunt Skye about it?!" I hissed. "Let go, man! I didn't tell anyone anything." He said pushing me away, frownin
"Hmm. It's easy. Confess your love in front of everyone." He suggested the obvious. "As if I don't know that. I can't do it. Sophie doesn't love me, why would she? And maybe I do too. I have to do something that can convince Aunt." I said. "Don't say this. I think she loves you." He said. I let out an empty laugh upon hearing this. "I don't think so.." I said looking away. "You sure you don't want to love her?" He asked, eyeing me intensely. "I don't." I spoke firmly but he leaned in a little, "Really?" He asked me, giving me a mischievous look. "Yeah..." I said looking away, trying to deny what he is trying to force out. "Confirmed?" "Hmm." And he knew how to force answers out of one’s mouth. "Hmmmm?" "Okay, I do!" I confessed and he began to cheer. "The party is near!" He shouted. "Shut up!" I glared but he continued to cheer in blithe. After a few moments, he calmed down and asked, "By the way, If I didn't tell her, then who did? I haven’t met Aunt Amelia in a while