บททั้งหมดของ Marrying Without You: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Harry replied, "She told you to carry on without her, Mr. Grant."Carl certainly noticed that there was something strange in the way Harry was looking at him, but his words were enough for Carl to sigh in relief.That meant Rosalyn was there, and he had nothing to worry about.On the other hand, Zoe was uneasy even as she alighted, as she was really worried that Carl would abandon her in a second.After all, their wedding was the biggest ever, and she would embarrass herself terribly with the slightest hiccup.Whatever happened, she would have this wedding conclude perfectly, no matter what might happen later.Summoning her maid-in-honor, she told her to send word to her parents to hurry with the proceedings.That was almost unnecessary, as Carl was telling his own people to do the same.Before long, the wedding march blared, and Sunny Fisher, who was Carl's best friend and the emcee, announced in his deep, alluring voice that the wedding was starting.With her bouquet in hand

However, Zoe's motives didn't matter at this point.Carl needed to find Rosalyn and explain the truth, to ask her to wait.She had always understood—that was why she would forgive him and not get upset."You'll never find her, Carl," Zoe suddenly breathed softly.Carl ignored her, dismissing it as more mind tricks.Zoe could clearly tell that he wasn't buying it too and smiled faintly. "You were asking who I saw in that other wedding limousine, weren't you? Well, I don't mind telling you that I did see her face, and it was Rosalyn Jones in the flesh. She's now Eric Hammond's wife—or Mrs. Hammond, if you will."Carl's towering form wobbled clearly right then, and he leveled his dark eyes straight at her face, remembering that voice that wished them all the best…So that was why that voice sounded so familiar! That was why he thought he heard Rosalyn—it really was her!His heart shattered into a million pieces as he felt like his whole being was falling into an abyss, and he star

Eric's noble visage didn't so much as twitch, as if Carl's arrival didn't affect him at all.However, just that question alone made it clear to Rosalyn that he knew about her relationship with Carl.And that only further confused her as to why he agreed to marry her in the first place.Wanting to leave no stone unturned, she asked, "If you know about my past, why would you still want to marry me?"If it was a tit-for-tat, she would have nothing to worry about.If it was something else, she refused to be a tool.Eric simply replied, "You needed to marry, and I just happened to need a bride."Rosalyn studied him from head to toe as if to see through him—that reasoning was really forcing it.But he was like a bottomless abyss.At the same time, Eric tucked her hair behind her ear as he continued languidly, "If you insist on a reason, then it's this: I've had a crush on you for the longest time."Rosalyn almost rolled her eyes at him—a crush on her?! Did he take her for a child?!

Eric, who had been silent from the start, finally growled coldly, "Mr. Grant, please leave—my wife has made herself very clear.""This is none of your business," Carl snapped, his beady eyes cold. "Now let go of her."And with those words, he reached out to pry Eric's hand off, only for Rosalyn to stop him. "Stop! He's my husband, Carl—the one I'll spend the rest of my life with."Carl's face turned ashen.He once got into a fight, and she protected him, saying that he was her man, and no one got to hurt him.But now, the man she protected wasn't him.Every fiber of his being was caught in terrible agony, as if thrown into an icy ocean. "Rosie…""Leave, Carl. There are many people watching—at least have some dignity," Rosalyn told him.However, Carl's beady eyes widened, his pupils dilating as he wheeled on Eric's parents. "Mr. and Mrs. Hammond—you can see and you'll understand. Rosalyn is both my assistant and my woman, so you have to intervene here, and I'll take her with me.

Rosalyn couldn't breathe, as if her heart was sliced through, and she pulled her hand out of Eric's grasp, turned, and strode up to Carl, slapping him across the face."You're despicable," she breathed, trembling from head to toe.Carl could see his blood in her palm.He knew he was being despicable too, but he had no choice—this was the only way he could stop her from marrying Eric.As long as he could stop it, he could come up with a plan to get her back later.Even Eric, who had remained impassive from the start, suddenly narrowed his eyes murderously.There was suddenly a chill in the air, and everyone in the hall held their breath.After all, Eric was the noble heir of the Hammond family whom even the humblest owed their respects to.As it was the first time he had been insulted in such fashion, everyone certainly believed that Carl would either be dead or forced to leave unceremoniously.However, they were left watching as he took Rosalyn's hand again, pulling out the ex