I can’t help but weep, this is my very first time feeling this kind of feeling, and I'm not familiar with my emotions right now. All I can feel is pain, and my chest tightens; every beat of My heart is in pain. I don’t know why I reacted this way; we’re just arranging a marriage, and love is not involved. I prepared myself for this matter. Why does it hurt so bad? Why do I feel this? I want to cry so hard; I feel like I am at a loss, and I’m not in our house, so I can’t make a fuss here, and just like Precious said, I am just a nobody.
Precious is a childhood friend; they have known her for almost decades; they’re close and treat her like their daughter. I feel that they don't like me. I’m not jealous over here, but the way they treated her is different. I don’t want to be here.
“W-wife! W-wait me!” I just want to go far away from here. I must call brother Nathan to pick me up,
“Please let me e-explain.”
He is so good to me that I didn't expect he would hurt me in a good way.
I hate you, Ken!
I bumped into someone who held me and lifted my face.
“Oh my God! What happened?!” Auntie Lian shouted hysterically; she was shocked to see me like this. I look at her with tears on my face.
I want to go to my mommy; I don’t want to be here. I don’t have someone on my side here. Mommy, get me out of here. Auntie Lian cups my face, and she looks worried.
“I want to g-go h-h-home.”
I can’t talk well.
“Wife, i-it's not w-what you think,”
Kier is now on my back, and I don't want to face him. I tried to get off Auntie Lian because I wanted to go, but Kier held my hands tightly, but I harshly removed them.
“What happened to both of you? Kier, why is she crying?”
Auntie Lian asks, but no one answers. She caresses my hair and wipes my tears as she hugs me, and I cry on her shoulder and hug her too. His mom doesn't like me either. She scolded me when we were cooking and even embarrassed me in front of Layla. Get me out of here, please.
“W-wife,” Ken's voice is full of fear; he doesn't know whether to hold me or to explain.
“Kier, what did you do to her?” Auntie Lian asked him.
I'm just crying hard on her shoulder. I don't know why I’m crying when it's normal, and Kier has the right to that. We're just strangers, and the arrangement is between us. I am getting confused about feelings.
“Auntie,” kier's voice is like begging and scared.
Kier's voice broke, and this was the first time I heard him; he was always mad, but now he is like a child guilty of his sin. Auntie Lian tried to release the hug, but I hugged them more.
“Why did you make her cry?” I cry harder; I miss my mom so much, especially whenever she’s caressing my hair; she just makes me miss my mom.
“Auntie, please give my wife to me. We will talk,” he pleads as he doesn’t know what to do. Auntie tried to pass me to him, but I hugged her.
Kier's eyes showed pain, but it was quickly gone.
“Oh my god! What happened to my daughter?! Who made you cry?” Mom’s Kier came, and she shocks seeing me like this,
“Wife, please let me explain first. D-don't cry,'' he said in a weak voice as if my cries were his weakness. His Mom immediately came to me, and auntie Lian gave me to her, but Kier pulled me and his face was in a dilemma, and his eyes were full of fear. He is wearing his shirt now.
“Please d-don’t cry,” he tried to wipe my tears.
I slapped him, and his face faced the other side. He swallows. I hear gasps, and everyone is now here; I feel so shy that they're all witnessing scenes like this.
“Who made my sister cry?!” Layla rushed on us, and she was willing to fight, which made me cry.
“Who made you cry, sissy? Tell me?! I’ll beat them!” Layla said with a determination that she was angry at the person who hurt her. If she knows that her brother made me cry, I don’t know if she will fight him, knowing she’s scared of her cousin, Kier.
“Did you slap Kier?” Precious asked.
“My god! What’s happening to you two,” his mom reacted.
“Kier, son, what did you do to her?” her mom's voice became severe, and she faced her one
and only son.
“Kier Fiero, I didn't raise you to hurt women,”
“Mom, please,” he said in a stern tone.
“Not now,” he is begging.
“Wife, please let’s talk about this,” he didn’t mind his Mom, and his attention was all mine. He tried to wipe my tears, but I moved backward.
“And why are you here?” Layla asked the maid, who is now well dressed; I want to pull her hair, and this one the man in front of me wants to kick home.
“Don't touch me!” I shouted at him.
“Wait, what happened first?” Auntie Lian.
“I had been asking, and you two aren't answering me.”
“Why are you hurting, Kier? You're not in your own house, and you’re just his wife in papers; your marriage is fake, no love is involved,” Precious insults. I clench my fist.
“Precious, shut up! Don’t be in the middle!” Kier shouted, and the veins in Kier’s neck showed.
Precious flinched and felt fear when Kier cried to her; she didn't expect it.
“Kier, what do you do? Tell us!” Auntie Lia.
“Auntie, don't blame Kier; we wouldn’t know what happened. Let us first know the story before concluding.” Layla said.
“Stop crying” Layla is caressing my hair too.
“I want to go home,” I said, but Kier held my arm.
“Let's talk in our room,” he said with authority.
“I don't want you; you're a cheater,” and they all gasped at what I said.
“Kier Fiero Saltzman!” His mom angrily called his name.
“Is that true?” there's strictness in her voice.
“Mom, please shut up! You're not part of our relationship! And please let me fix this!” he answered as he was being pressured by suspicion and by everyone's presence, but he didn't care what they thought of him now; their opinion didn't matter.
“No! She won't cry like this if you don't do anything!” his mom.
I struggle with him, and Auntie Lian holds me.
“Your father left us, and I told you to respect and love women! I didn’t teach you to cheat! How can you do this to Shielyn? She's a good woman!”
Ker closes his hard deeply; he is getting irritated with his mom. He opens it, and the irritated ness is still there.
“Mom, please. Know the story first,” he said calmly, calming himself.
“Yes, Auntie, we better know the story” My chest is tightening due to crying. I can’t breathe.
Auntie and Layla are wiping my tears.
“Sissy, what happened?’ Layla asked softly.
Uncle V tried to calm Kier down.
“Let them handle the situation; they’re grown and old enough,” Uncle V towards her, and Kier's mom calmed a little bit.
“W-wife, please let me explain,” Kier begged again.
“What happens,” auntie Lian asks again.
Kier closes his eyes and opens them again.
“Maid comes here,” his voice is deep and yet dangerous. The maid is thinking twice about whether to come near to us or just stay in her position.
“If you didn't come here, I’d break your neck,” Kier said in a dangerous voice, and his jaw clenched. The maid nervously walked near him, but she was brave to do that thing-. As soon she got near to him, Kier held her arm tightly, and she flinched.
“Kier Fiero!” His Mom warned him, but he didn't care.
“Care to explain to my wife that you seduced me and came into our room,” Kier tightly held her arm, and the woman was struggling and trembling in fear.
“I d-don't come to the y-your room, y-young master,” Kier glared at her.
“Tell her the truth, or I will kill you,” he warned.
Everyone did not try to interrupt as they were all scared, too, especially Layla, that’s praying right now.
“Fiero!” Kier's mom.