All Chapters of Marrying Without You: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The wedding ceremony was Medianic style—just as Rosalyn had always dreamed of."We have tailored a Medianic dress for you as well. Would you care to try it?" Eric asked.At this point, even Rosalyn could see that Eric and the Hammonds were really giving their all for this wedding, even if it was a mistake on her part.Everything from the wedding hall and the wedding video down to the dress tailored for her were all proof of that.With that, Eric led her upstairs, where they ran into a young girl who had clearly just reached adolescence. "Eric," she said, but her eyes were on Rosalyn, studying her.Her eyes were beady and teary, clearly having just cried.Everyone knew Eric had a younger sister who was pampered like a princess in the Hammond family. Rosalyn had never met her, but she had a hunch that the girl before her was that sister."Where are you going?" Eric asked softly. "I was going to join Mom and Dad," Sue replied, her eyes still glued to Rosalyn."That can wait—

Rosalyn was just spacing out for a moment, but Eric noticed it anyway. "Are you upset?"She shook her head, staring at his face that was at once familiar yet unfamiliar.His natural presence alone seemed to position him above the rest, with even his hair projecting innate prestige.Given such loftiness, anyone would be dull in comparison just standing at his side—and Rosalyn somehow ended up in that exact position.Forget Sue's clear disapproval—even Rosalyn herself thought this was ridiculous.Fortunately, none of this was real.Turning away and breathing a soft sigh, she said, "Nothing. We're not getting married for real anyway—what your sister thinks really won't affect me."There seemed to be a brief flash in Eric's eyes, but he soon said, "Come on, or we'll miss our own wedding."-The ceremony wasn't all that elaborate, though Eric never released Rosalyn's hand throughout.It was his way of offering her a peace of mind, since every guest present was a stranger to her, a

Meanwhile, at the other wedding hall, the guests were all talking loudly among each other or watching Eric and Rosalyn's wedding on their phones."The Hammonds are really generous. I think they must have spent upwards of millions on just the dowry!""No, you don't get it—what's important is how much respect the Hammonds are showing Rosalyn! I mean, Isaac Hammond himself promised her actual standing in his household. Just think about it: How many rich daughters get to marry with such honor? Not even the daughter of the richest man in the world was afforded such respect when she married into the Hammond family!""Wow… How did Rosalyn even get so lucky?""It's all her own effort, I bet. Do you think the Hammonds need money? What they yearn for is good PR—and no amount of money buys you a world championship gold medal. How many daughters-in-law of such prestige exist elsewhere?""That said, it's the quiet ones who know how to make a bang… To think that she was actually going to marry

With the day's ruckus over, the night appeared quieter and lonelier.The corner of Rosalyn's eyes reddened, with tears welling up in them as she remembered what her grandmother had said at the nursing home."Now that you've found happiness, I can tell your mother the good news when I see her."She didn't want Julia to die with regrets, just as Julia didn't want her late daughter to worry.Rosalyn never knew her father, and Julia had told her he was dead when she asked as a child.Still, she was sharp enough to know that her father wasn't actually dead—he was simply dead to Julia.And she never asked since and pretended that her father had died as Julia said, which was why she only had Julia and her mother—whom she never remembered."Mrs. Hammond?" Someone suddenly called out, knocking on the door."Come in," Rosalyn said as she quickly wiped the tears off the corner of her eyes.A maid entered with a trolley, on top of which two plates of spaghetti and a candlestand. "Bon appé

When Rosalyn stepped out of her bath, Eric was lying on his side and reading a book.He wore frameless glasses, but there was no hiding that sharp glare despite the lenses.Even so, Rosalyn's heart raced more than she could take—she was prepared for anything, but to actually do it was a completely different matter.Moreover, she couldn't just… initiate!That was when Eric lifted his dark gaze toward her. "Are you just going to stand there the whole night?"Rosalyn was wearing a sleeping gown they had available—it wasn't all that risque, but it still bared her shoulder and back.And her skin felt like it was burning with the way he stared.Looking down so as to avoid his gaze, she went over to the other side of the bed.Despite her slender form, the soft mattress still budged, and the book in Eric's hand dipped visibly.Even so, she stayed on the very edge of her side of the bed, the furthest where the blanket could reach.With the size of the bed, it was like they were halfwa