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inflashback:I felt everything around me is a lie. I don't want to marry Ryan. I want to just forget everything and go with my prince, Nathan. From the second I saw him all I wanted to do is to be with him, to be loved by him. Now when he came to me and confessed his love, I couldn't go with him. I am chained with daughter duties and I have to act like a heiress.
People thinks I am so lucky to born in riches and I am going to marry the most eligible bachelor. But believe me, I am feeling myself is the most unlucky specimen in the world.
If I wasn't born as Pearl Bennett I could be with the one I want. But I can't do that. It will bring shame to my family, media will make their life hell. You can say I am being dramatic. These things only happen in films and I am trying to act like a lead role. Then let me tell you, you're wrong. Let's think that I went with him. What will happen next? Will be I happy?
No, I won't. In every step people will taunt me and also Nathan. Will he love me after all this? Even if he does, for how long? One day he will blame me for everything. There will be no happiness. My family will hate me.
Does all of these worth to be with him? No, it doesn't. Yeah, I have feelings for him but I don't love him. But I am feeling like hell.
"Pearl, are you okay? Open the door." I heard Louisa's panicked voice along with the sound of knocking.
I looked at the mirror and stare at my image. I look like hell. I quickly wiped my tears and gave a little touch up and wore my veil. I cleared my voice. "Yeah, just give me one minute."
"OK, we'll be right here."
I hid my face with the veil and opened the door.
"Ryan is waiting there. You're late." Sofia crossed her hand and looked at me like I murdered someone.
"Let him."
"What?"
"Nothing. Let's go."
End
offlashback"Now, you may kiss the bride." The priest said to Ryan. I realized I zoned out whole the time of our wedding. I said my vow in trance. Oh god what he will think if he knows.
But I don't want to be kissed. I'm not ready now.
He came closed to me and lifted my veil. His eyes fixed on my lips and his brows furrowed. He looked really angry. Did he came to know I was kissed a few minutes back? Are my lips that swollen?
He cupped my face and I shut my eyes. But I didn't feel anything on my lips because he kissed on my forehead. All clapped, Louisa nudged me on my back and whispered that he is so cute or something like that but I couldn't form it properly as my head is jammed with different thoughts. I sighed a relief as he didn't kiss on my lips.
Now time for reception. Meanwhile I should get together myself or the others will doubt on my suspicious behavior. God knows what he had decided for me.
Nathan is my past and I have to make a bridge and get over it. I am now Mrs. Pearl Anderson. I won't cheat on my husband even by remembering him. Sure it will be hard. But I am not weak like those melodramatic girls who can't face the reality with a smiling face. No more zoning out. I will be myself tonight.
Now smile Pearl.
Well done. Keep smiling.
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"Congrats Mr. And Mrs. Anderson." Mr. Adams wished us. He is an oil tycoon and friends of our dads.
Mrs. Anderson. This name sounds so alienatic. (Is that even a word? I guess not.)
A few hours and my life changed drastically. I am now Mrs. Anderson, not Miss Bennett. I changed my surname for him though I don't love him. Will he do that? Will he become Mr. Bennett for me?
No, he won't. It will sound funny to many people. But why do girls have to do this? Society....
"Thanks Mr. Adam, for coming here." Ryan smiled politely at him and I just gave him a nod with a fake smile.
Well I am faking a smile for hours. Now it is almost hurting. How many people they invited? This is ridiculous.
"I can't stand anymore Ryan. My feet are aching?" I whispered to him.
"Oh really? You should've wore 8 inch then you would've been fine." The devil gave me his signature smirk.
"You don't have to pull my legs you know?"
"Then what should I pull?" He said seductively and I blushed.
Oh why am I blushing?
"May be your hair." I replied keeping my voice stern as possible as I can.
"Just shut up. No need to be friendly with me." He muttered.
Well isn't he a bipolar? One moment he is flirting and next he slaps me with his words. Tada.
"I don't want to be friendly with a r****h like you." I retorted. Huh as if I care.
He doesn't know I can be a real bitch. I am not those girls from romance novels who get scared if her husband scolds him or talks rudely.
"R****h and me?" His eyes became saucers. It does suit him. Note the sarcasm here.
"Oh you are blind also? Or you have concussion? Are you seeing things? God where is uncle Rob? We have to take you to hospital." I pretended to be concerned.
"What are you blabbering?"
"Now you are having amnesia also. Lemme remind you. I was calling you r****h. You saw someone beside you and got confused that whom was I calling r****h. There was no one beside you I promise. It was you who is a r****h." You started this, now take what I give you.
"Whatever. Who argues with a blabbermouth?" He sighed helplessly.
"Right. I'm that. Still, I have a mouth to blabber. You always behave like someone stapled your mouth and you are having a great pain to talk."
He opened his mouth to reply then closed again. Can't get a proper reply dear Ryan? Deal with this.
"There is no use to talk to you." He shook his head in frustration.
"Yeah yeah." I gave him a cheeky smile.
He fumed in anger and looked away from me.
As I said, no one can get away without getting a good reply from me when he himself started it. I am a bitch when I am attacked. Like me or not your wish.
He thought I will be always prim and proper. No I won't. That was really fun to irritate him.
This is going to be a long night.
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Pearl's POV :Who thought me as in Pearl Bennett oops Pearl Anderson will be seating in Ryan's room fidgeting?OK, I never ever thought I would be nervous on our nuptial night.Our nuptial night.Sounds so dreamy.Dreamy?Pearl, you are insane.Whoa, I am losing it totally. Who talks with herself?You. My inner self mocked me.Oh, not again. I won't talk to myself. Huh.Where is he? Isn't he going to come? Should I change my clothes? Should I fall asleep? What people does on their first night?Please someone tell me. Its my first marriage for god sake.Yeah, I saw it on TV drama. But in those, there is always a problem between the hero-heroine. They end up sleeping in different rooms. I am not from any
Pearl's POV : His Highness, I mean Ryan Anderson wants me to act with him like I am so happy with this marriage which BTW am not. But what he wants will never happen. I won't ever act. What he thinks of me? Oh, how can I forget? He thinks I am a whore. OK, now this whore will show you how many types of bitch there can be. Just wait.I looked at myself at the mirror of the attached bathroom of our bedroom. Our bedroom? Sounds so pathetic. The girl staring at me can be anyone but me. Her eyes are red and swollen, hairs are messy and her nose has gone scarlet. What a day it was for you poor girl!
Ryan's POV:It has been five hours since I sat here, in my bedroom not able to decide what to do. I have tried several times to get her through her phone, but the line is dead. But I know I can't simply sit here and hope that she will come back by herself.Is she stupid? Doesn't she know what will happen if the paparazzi get a hold of this?I have to go out and meet my personal detective, Davis Thompson. I think he can help me with this.I took out my phone and called him at the same time I grabbed my Audi's key."Hello, Mr. Anderson." He said as he received my call after the second beep."Hello. I need a help." Talking to him I started to walk to my garage."Tell me, how
Pearl's POV:I looked or should I say glared at the man standing and growling in front of me. No need to guess who is it. Cause it is obviously my loving husband. You can note the sarcasm here if you feel like to."Why did you pulled that stunt?" Ryan literally yelled at me."Which stunt? Last time I checked I was a fashion designer not a stuntman. Oh sorry not a stuntwoman." I gave him the best evil smirk I could manage."Just shut up. Why did you ran away?"I didn't gave him any reply."Why you aren't talking? Answer me." His face was red because he felt so shy to talk with me. OK I'm kidding. It was red because he was beyond angry.He was answered with my silence."Cat caught your tongue or what?"I looked at anywhere
Ryan's POV:"Nathan."The name is known to me or should I say well known to me?"Isn't he your neighbor?" I asked though I know who he is."Yeah." She replied in a small voice."You are still having a relation with him?" I asked angrily."What? Still? When did I had a relation with him? I just had a crush on him." She said, acting confused.I must say she is a great actress. But I had seen better."You don't have to lie." I said, trying to not show my irritation."Why will I lie?" She is holding a more confused look with a little bit anger."Cause I know you had a relation with Dr. Nathan and may be you still have." I let out an angry laughter."Ryan, what are you saying? Just stop." She snapped."Oh so yo
Pearl's POV:"You sleep on the sofa and I'll sleep on the bed." I said as I sat on the bed."My room, my bed, my rules. Why will I sleep on sofa? And it is too small for me." He said, crossing his hand."This is why people say chivalry is dead. Be a gentleman and sleep on the sofa." I said back."Never in a million years. If you want then you can leave the room but I'll sleep on my bed." He replied and sat beside me."Are you sure Mr. Anderson?" I asked, cocking a perfect brow."Yes, am damn sure." He said, confidently and went to grab his sleeping clothes."OK. I'm going to the guest room." I said as I took my nighty out of the closet and turned to him. "Oh, I hope your servants won't doubt anything about me sleeping in another room and tell something about it to uncle Rob."
Pearl's POV:I was working on a mermaid dress as I heard someone knocking the door."May I come in, ma'am?" Anna, a maid of this house, asked me."Sure, the door is open." I replied as I continued to work."Sir asked you to be ready in one hour. You have a party to attend." She informed me."OK. Did he say anything else?" I inquired, finally stopping my work."No ma'am. That's all he said." She said, politely."OK, you can go now." She nodded and left the room silently.I looked at the design I was working on and sighed. I think I can't complete this today. Well, time to doll up.Ryan's POV:Entering my home, I didn't wait anywhere and went to my room to see if her highnes
Pearl's POV:Alexander wrapped his hands around my waist as we reached the dance floor. I placed mine on his chest and we started moving slowly with the music."I heard you own a boutique house. Is that correct?" Alexander asked me."Yeah, correct." I answered and looked around me to find a certain person."OK, so I have a offer for you." He said with a friendly smile and that got me curious as I stopped my searching mission for now and gave him my whole attention."What is the offer?""I'm organizing a fashion event on next month where 5 fashion houses will be participating. If you are interested then you can also join this." He said spinning me around."Oh wow. Who wouldn't be interested? But what is your catch? Why are you being so generous?" I interrogated him in a joking manner.