All Chapters of The Stranger I Met On The Altar: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

As I walked down the aisle with my dad, hundreds of eyes were on us, cameras clicking, of course, the media had to be present.I focused my gaze on the six-foot-tall man waiting for me at the altar.Even from afar, he looked breathtaking. Dressed in a crisp black tux, perfectly chiseled jawline, slicked back black hair with a mischievous single strand dangling on his forehead, broad shoulders, and a face that looked like sin.As I observed the cheering crowd around, I suspected no one knew I was meeting this man for the very first time. Sure, I’d come across news concerning him on tabloids and read about his scandals in magazines but I hadn’t paid so much attention to it because hell, I didn’t know I was going to get married to him someday.I wanted to turn. I wanted to run. I did not in any way want this. But it was as if another spirit had completely taken over me cos I kept walking. And walking. Then I was beside him.Aaron didn’t say a word. Just dipped his head politely and as he

“Be ready by 7. We are having dinner at my parents’”I stopped the toast I was about to eat mid-air and turned to face Aaron.He stood a few feet away, dressed in a white shirt tucked into blue well-fitted pants that hugged his frame in perfection and crisp black shoes.He had both hands in his pocket in a casual stance that still had an air of authority. I mean for a jerk, he sure looks good. And dare I say, delicious.His expression was unreadable as always.“What?” I asked again to get the message properly.“I said be ready at 7. My parents are hosting us for dinner” Then he turned to leave.I had some things to get off my chest.“What was that last night?” I asked stopping him mid-track.I was referring to the whole Vivienne issue that had happened last night.He turned to me, he looked impatient “What was what?”“I’m talking about Vivienne”“And what about her?” He looked at me with annoyance.If arrogance was a person, it would be none other than Aaron VanderbiltWhen I woke up

Immediately we arrived home, I wasted no time in getting down from the car and rushing to my room.I was full of thoughts.What I had overheard between my dad and father in law was confusing. What could they have been referring to?I moved away from the door quickly when my mum was about stepping out and ducked into another hallway by the side. Good thing the house was full of hallways anyway.I had so many unanswered questions. I didn’t know my mum knew Charles on a familiar level. Though I do remember my dad saying he had history with Charles, and it was not so good.I hadn’t bothered to ask then because of the situation of things.But now I felt like I needed to know.It was not out of place for my mum and father in law to speak seeing as they were in laws. But so many things were not adding up.For example, how conveniently my mother had “accidentally” spilled her drink on her dress just as soon as Charles had excused himself to take a call.I needed answers. I wondered if I shoul

Aaron had been away for a week. I had the house to myself, and I liked it. In the past week, I hung out with Taylor and a few other friends and went shopping. It was a fun week. For a moment, I forgot my problems. Not seeing Aaron around helped me forget my situation for a moment.Today, I invited Taylor over. A mutual friend of ours had invited us to a party, so she had came over to the house so we could prepare and leave together.We were in the sitting room, chatting about random stuff, when Aaron walked in, hand in hand with Vivienne.I couldn't mask my shock.When they entered, they both focused on us as we did.I saw the questionable look on Taylor’s face, and I felt uncomfortable.Why did Aaron choose to return home today of all days, and why did he have to come with Vivienne?Just how was I going to explain why my husband had brought home another girl? I hadn't told her about what had transpired between Aaron, Vivienne, and i. I had not told her anything at all.“Babe,” Vivie