“Compensate? Why? That was accidental. You were the one who was not getting up from my bed and I know you did that too,” Anastasia yanked at Alexander who was still amusingly looking at Anastasia. He moved closer to her. His right knee was up in the air on which his right hand was resting while his left leg was stretched out.“Get down from my bed,” Anastasia again said when she felt Alexander’s fingers playing with the hair strands which were in front of her face. He tucked them behind her ear and traced the length of her jawline. Anastasia slapped off his hand, “I told you not to touch me,” Anastasia snapped at him.Alexander chuckled and pulled his hand back. “You are an amusing woman. You kissed me and then blamed me for doing that,” Alexander stated.“

Everyone turned to look from where the voice came while Anastasia recognized her voice. It was of Sebastian. Anastasia frowned upon seeing him there. She ended everything with him, then why he came to her house and how he entered there. "We love each other yet you married another man just to fulfill your grandfather's wish," he shouted as he came towards the centre of the garden. The people started whispering among each other. Nicholas came towards him and told him to go with him but he pushed him away. "Stay away. I am here to talk to Anastasia who came to meet me today," Stephen pronounced. Alexander looked at Anastasia, who was on the verge of crying.The security came there to take Stephen away. "I did not know that you would stoop so low for money and fame. People were right about you, but I did not

Anastasia gradually opened her eyes. She brought her palm towards her eyes and rubbed them. The entire incident from yesterday's night, flashed like a movie scene in front of her eyes. "Glad you are awake," she heard Alexander. Immediately, she turned left and saw he was rested beside her on the bed. She moved up to sit on the bed when felt Alexander's arm around her, who helped her in sitting. He placed a few pillows behind her back. "How long did I sleep?" Her voice was meek and she was a bandage on the back of her left hand."It's been 9:30am," Alexander replied. "You needed glucose as you did not take meals the previous day," he added. "I need my phone. I need to ask dad if he is fine," Anastasia said."

Outside Alexander's house, his parents and sister were waiting for their son and his wife. "Daphne, go check on them. They are taking so much time," Ophelia told her daughter. "Okay, mom," Daphne stepped ahead but stopped as she saw her brother and his wife. "Wow," she was stunned to see Anastasia. "Sister Ana looks beautiful," she mumbled and ran to his brother. Alexander tightly hugged her. "We missed you, Brother," Daphne said and then pulled back. "I am Daphne, the younger sister of Alexander," she introduced herself to Anastasia, who smiled and gave her a hug. They both pulled back when Daphne got aside. Alexander's parents came forward. Anastasia greeted them. "This is my father, Jason and this is my mother, Ophelia," Alexander introduced he

"Alex, there is this woman whom I am destined to marry. Do you want to know about her?" A young man named Hermes asked. Both were dressed in the college uniforms and laid on the green grass ground, gazing at the evening sky. "So, arranged marriage still exists. Strange!" Alex raised his eyebrows. "It happens. She is pretty. I never saw anyone like her. Father showed me her picture. I think I am not handsome enough to stand by her. I envy your looks," Hermes said and chuckled."Does looks matter?" Alex queried. "It does matter in a few places. After two years, I will get married to her," asserted Hermes. "I need to work on my resume and get a stable job," stated Hermes. "Did you send her your picture?"