บททั้งหมดของ My Politically Arranged Marriage: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Lena's POVThe only good thing about standing at the end of an aisle with everyone watching you was that at least your back was to them.Whoever first came up with the idea or traditions of weddings was crazy and deserved to be shot. I guarantee that nine times out of ten, people hated the attention, so really, I was normal. Who seriously sat there and thought that having all those people staring at you during one of the most nerve wrecking moments of your life would make it a million times better?At least I made it to the altar. And I had to admit that Cal standing next to me was probably the only reason I was standing there. Don't get me wrong, we didn't have a perfect relationship, if that's what you could call it. But I had found that I began to rely on him somewhere along the way.The ceremony, thankfully, passed by quickly and then it was off to the reception where we had to greet everyone and thank them for coming, along with every other politically correct act.

Lena's POVI sat on the couch in our little cottage, trying to eat something for the first time in a couple days.After our fight, I came back to the house after only half an hour. I realized that I couldn't run from this. We were married now, and there was nothing I could do about that. So running would just cause more problems than I wanted.Coming back didn't fix anything, though.I caught Cal packing a bag and instantly got mad. He was trying to leave—said he was going home to America for a while. Granted, I had been doing the same thing, but it hurt more that he was thinking about leaving me, too.We got into another huge fight about it and because emotions were still high, a lot of things were said. Either way, it showed me that Cal was right and we needed to remember our duty above all else. Feelings would only lead to heartbreak, and if I didn’t have them, then I wouldn’t hurt anymore.All I’d done is hurt since I met Cal, and at first, I thought it meant I ca

Cal's POVI sat on the couch. No tv on, no noise, no anything. I was just sitting there, thinking of what my father had just told me…He would go after my wife.Ruin her life, he said.Even the thought sent another shiver down me. Just because I needed space didn't mean that I didn't have feelings for the girl. And I definitely didn't want to ruin her life.Even if she was the one screwing me over…I still wasn't convinced, but there was enough that made me suspect that I didn't want to take the risk. Actually, the worst thing was that I was starting to care for her so much that I didn't care if she was using me.How messed up was that?With a sigh, I stood up. I needed to get out of the house or I was going to lose my mind. There was a bar nearby, and that sounded like the perfect place for me.Nothing was going my way, though.I had only gotten one drink of my tall draft beer before my phone started to ring again. Despite my reservations, I pulled it out

Media/Samantha POVThe man standing behind the large camera started counting down with his fingers from three to one and when he pointed to me Samantha knew exactly what to do."Good morning, everyone," Samantha said cheerily as the lights brightened around her. "Welcome to the eight am broadcast of KNN. I am your host, Samantha Waters, and I have some pretty big news on that front."She couldn't help the smile that spread widely over her face."As of today, I will be the solo anchor running this broadcast," she told the imaginary audience watching her from behind the camera. "So thank you to all of you loyal KNN fans and I hope to make you all proud. Now, down to business."Samantha looked down at her desk and adjusted the fake documents in front of herself before looking back up at the teleprompter. She never used actual printouts of the broadcast, but she felt like the papers made her look more prepared and intelligent to viewers."Tabloids are alight with speculat

Lena's POVAs much as I just wanted to go curl back in my bed under the covers and hide away from the world, I knew that wasn't really an option.Not when people were telling me that I needed to go fix a relationship that possibly was unfixable.Either way, I made my way back up to my room and started to pack a small bag. It seemed obvious that I wasn't being given a choice in this matter and that no matter what I said, they would send me off to fix their mistakes.They weren't going to like my idea of fixing it, though.The more it settled in, the more another trip to the states didn’t sound all that bad. Especially if I did get to see Cal. It was embarrassing, but even with how hurt I was, I just wanted to be wrapped up in his arms.Warm and safe.Maybe one day, both of us would be again. My heart ached as I realized it probably wouldn't be together…Because I had come to realize something as those government officials had been talking to me. If Cal and I stay