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His Mail Order Bride 14. Jessica
Fortunately, Emma didn't get worse. Seeing her hale and hearty after a day's rest fills me with relief. The only downside would be that her diet would be stricter. That, I can handle. I make a mental note to visit the hospital to have her checked and get her medications. Very early the next morning, I make her vegetable smoothie and watch as she eats, a content feeling spreading in my chest. It's all I've ever wanted.Footsteps approach and before long, Devon appears in the kitchen, all dressed up and ready for work."Good morning, my sister's husband." Emma greets him, her voice cheerful as always. He stiffens at first but shrugs and replies. "Good morning to you, my wife's sister." Emma chuckles at his reply and continues with her meal and he lets out a wry smile. His gaze turns to me and I stiffen, My heart skipping a beat as I stare back at him. Unbiddenly, I remember how I treated him the night before and a pang of guilt hits me."Good morning." He greets me, with no trace of ani
His Mail Order Bride 15. Devon
Jessica Franklin is a woman shrouded in mystery. That's the thought that has been running in my head ever since she moved in. Not like I'm planning on figuring her out although I admit, I have been curious about her. First, she gets all defensive, then aggressive, and the most surprising would be the apologizing part. And she's always on her guard, keeping her distance, the way it should be. Other than the time that I caught her unguarded at the back of the house, staring at the fish pond with a dazed look on her face when she lashed out at me, I've never seen her show any emotions. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she was keeping her part of the deal by not interfering in my business. Except it wasn't... At least, that's what my mind told me. It was something much deeper but I refuse to delve into it.The last time we'd spoken, was on Wednesday when I'd given her additional information and afterward, our conversation had drizzled to greetings only. The only person who interacted
His Mail Order Bride 16. Jessica.
Walking into the party, I watch as everyone's gaze turns towards us, their eyes checking us out. I tense, resisting the urge to narrow my eyes. It was an attention I used to like years ago but now just makes my skin crawl. Still, I need to put up a show. I press my body closer to Devon and feel his hands tighten around my waist. Beaming up at him with a smile, I let him lead the way, doing my best to appear as the lovestruck couple we wanted the world to see. He had quickly adjusted to our fake relationship, doing his part as a doting husband.We weave through the crowd, giving slight greetings to those who acknowledged us. I don't recognize anyone here and from the looks on Devon's face, he doesn't as well. Our eyes on the podium, we soon catch sight of two women seating together and discussing, their laughter ringing out as they lean close to each other. Devon pauses and so do I. His grip on my waist becomes tighter and my breath hitches.As if sensing our gaze, they turn toward us
His Mail Order Bride 17. Devon
Walking away from the party, I could feel my heartbeat steadily get louder as I watched my mother walk. An uncomfortable feeling settles in the pit of my stomach and starts to grow. We finally reach a deck in the resort that overlooked the dark beach and stopped. I watch as the waves tumble towards the beach, the cold salty air brushing my face. I turn back to my mother, an impassive look on my face."What is it you wanted to talk about?" I ask, unable to keep the hatred from my voice. Her eyes narrow and a frown settles on her lips."Are you hell-bent on humiliating me today?" She begins, coming closer to me. "Is that why you came to see me? Is this how you treat your mother after not contacting me for years!? How dare you!"I already saw this coming and always prepared myself for the possibility that she would speak like this when we finally had a conversation. But the fact that these were the first words that she spoke to me didn't make it hurt less. I shove down my hurt and chuckl
His Mail Order Bride 18. Jessica.
"W-what did you just call me?" Evelyn asks in a strangled voice, her eyes widening. I let out a breath, placing my glass on the table. Leaning forward, I smile at her again."I called you a bitch. Isn't that what you are?" I say calmly and watch as she flushes. Her blue eyes glowered with rage and she wouldn't stop shaking. Although I admit, she was beautiful with her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and the deep plunge gown she chose to wear, which revealed her cleavage, the reason why she was doing this made my stomach twist with hatred.She flares but quickly catches herself, sucking in a breath. Blinking rapidly, she glares at me again. "You're just trying to rile me up. But that won't work." She says and she gives me a sardonic smile. I let out a fake gasp at that."Oh, you caught me. That was my plan all along." I mutter. "What were we discussing? Oh yeah, that I was the woman Devon settled for? Of course, I am, who else did you see with him?" That hits a nerve and she
His Mail Order Bride 19. Devon
We return home safely after which we bid each other goodnight and retire to our bedrooms. Stepping into the dimly lit room, I let out a sigh, my head pounding. Exhausted from the outing, I remove my clothes and contact lens before trudging into the bathroom to have a shower. Turning on the water, I let it run down my body, lost in thought for a while. Strangely, my thoughts are filled with Jessica and our last interaction. She had done a great job pretending to be in love with me, and I think a sick part of me had started to believe those bright smiles were sincere. I had to repeatedly tell myself that it wasn't real. Especially the time when she blushed after I had complimented her, she seemed surprised for some reason. I let out a groan, frowning afterward. Looks like I'm the one breaking my own rules.I push away the thoughts from my head and finish bathing. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I step out and clean my face with a hand towel before putting on my glasses. I catch myself
His Mail Order Bride 20. Jessica.
15 years ago.I hear the sound of glass shattering and I stiffen, my heart pounding. It was a sound that cut through the air like a knife, piercing my ears and making my heart race. I am seating in my room with my two younger sisters, trying to distract them from the screaming and shouting coming from the living room. But it was impossible to ignore.My father was drunk again, and he was taking out his anger on my mother. I could hear her crying, begging him to stop, but he wouldn't listen. He never did. The next thing is he's pining her to the kitchen counter and taking her there and all she can do is muffle her screams. I know because I had seen it before. Sick groans fill my ears and I cover them with my hands, hating it. My mother doesn't fight back, she never does."Is he going to hurt us?" Sophie mutters beside me, her voice shaking as tears brim in her eyes. I clean them off with my thumb, swallowing."No," I whisper back, pulling her closer to me. Emma is crying into my chest,
His Mail Order Bride 21. Jessica.
It is a Saturday morning and Emma and I were seated in the kitchen, each busy with whatever we saw fit. We had just concluded breakfast and I was busy washing up the plates while Emma was playing with her phone, earphones in her ears. Devon had woken up early as well but he was out for a run. Apparently, he resumes work much later during the weekend.I had managed to fall asleep after the little time I spent with Devon, this time without nightmares and it made me wonder what effect Devon was having on me. I couldn't stop thinking about it wondering if it was normal or not. Confused, I blamed it on the chocolate."Wow... The two of you do look good together." Emma mutters, distracting me from my thoughts."What?" I ask, turning to her as I clean my hands. She glances at me before stretching her phone toward me. Collecting the phone from. I stare at the picture she was showing me. It was a photograph of us together last night and just like Emma had said, we really did look good together
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