Maya wiped her eyes and sniffed quietly as she remained sitting on the lounge chair and watched the rain hitting the water in the pool, creating endless ripples. She could not forget the way Grayson had shouted at her when she rushed towards him to even just help him sit up.After Benedict saw her broken at her spot, he immediately consoled and assured her that he will speak to Grayson and out some sense into him. Maya only nodded, unable to reply. Grayson’s words had stung so painfully that she could still not get them out of her head.It’s been thirty minutes since Benedict had sent them out and Maya wondered how stubborn Grayson had become for the two brothers to still remain inside the office. Ever since he woke up from the accident, Maya had noticed some changes in his attitude. He became indifferent and even came to the point of quickly losing his temper. He also became uncooperative in his therapy session, giving the therapist hired a hard time.Maya also then recalled how Gray

Jordan nodded at some hotel staff who greeted him when he walked through the exhibit hall of The Oceanview where The Wedding Fair is still ongoing with the last few days before it ends on a Wednesday morning.Finally approaching one private room at the far end, Jordan entered without bothering to knock and stopped dead on his tracks as he looked what is in front of him.Maya, stood regal and beautiful in an A-line beaded bridal gown featuring a sweetheart corset with a lightly embellished cape. She was looking at the mirror, smiling dreamily at what she is seeing while the designer and his assistants are assessing the look.Still dodging St. Claire’s legal team to get his signature on the divorce papers for the past two days, Jordan finally decided to go to The Oceanview to talk with Maya and tell her about their marriage.When he was informed that she is in a fitting schedule with world-renowned bridal designer, Jackson Worth, Jordan wasted no time. Ignoring her bodyguards, who came

“They’re quick,” Gavin commented to Jordan that evening when he arrived at the villa. “When St. Claire arrived at the station, he was immediately scheduled with judge and made bail. He’s already back. With that TRO against him, even one phone call to her will automatically be grounds against him. No one from his party can go near here. I made sure of that.”Jordan nodded at his lawyer, thanking his advance thinking in making sure that Maya will have in no way contact from St. Claire’s side.“And my wife?”“She’s staying in one condo unit owned by Grayson’s friend, The Bridgemour Residence,” Gavin answered. “She tried filing for a TRO as well but the judge could not find any grounds so it was denied.”Jordan nodded and after contacting the owner of the property, who is a good friend of his, he drove his car to the property. He knocked gently on the door of the unit where he was informed that Maya had occupied after getting out of the elevator.The moment she opened the door and saw him

**WARNING: This Chapter contains mature/sexual content. Read with discretion.**Jordan stared at Maya as she took a sip from her wine glass, as they went through their second bottle, that Friday early night and requested for another serve from the maid that is stationed behind her. He looked at the helper and shook his head at her.“You had more than enough, Maya,” Jordan reprimanded gently as finished his glass of wine as well. He watched in silent amusement as she reached for the cheese on her plate and started eating small portions. “Would you like some meat to go with it?”Maya looked at him and her eyes showed what she is going through right now.He finally had to smile at her tactics. “I was expecting by now that you’re already used to my presence and we’ve been sleeping together for the past six days,” he commented jovially. He laughed when Maya stared at him in horror and at the servants that are together with them. He nodded at them and watched as his staff left them alone. “

Maya opened her eyes in the dim lit room the following day, her body feeling drained. She looked down and saw Jordan’s one hand draped over her waist, feeling him breathing deeply behind her as he continued with his sleep.She looked towards the full height window draped with sheer curtains and saw the sky being lit up with the sun’s brightness. She glanced at Jordan when she felt him rolled onto his back, still sleeping deeply.Recalling what transpired the night before, she closed her eyes as it started to flood her mind. She knew that Jordan will be wanting something intimate to happen between them and as his wife, he expects her to do her side.When she saw Jordan’s determination to bed her last night, she tried as best as she could to get herself drunk, passing her limit of the number of glasses of wine she usually takes so that she will pass out. However, Jordan had seen through her strategy and before she could even ask for another glass, he had shooed the helpers away.Seeing