The newlywed bride was seated on the bed in the centre, all dressed up in the white fluffy princess gown waiting for her groom. The room was extravagant and exotic, the raven theme making it tempting enough to be stuck at the same point for several seconds. Her husband from a few hours back turned up to be excessively obsessed with black and now that she noticed, she had witnessed him in black almost all the juncture. Even his belongings had shades of black! What do we call that? Yes, black beauty! He was an undeclared black beauty.
Lilian swayed her feet back and forth, scanning the chamber with her eyes like a street canine searching for food. This was going to be the place where she was going to stay for a long time, maybe her whole life. Who knows?
"Why is he taking so much time? Is everything okay?" she wondered, tired of waiting for almost an hour now.
Getting up from the bed, the 26-year-old walked towards the window. She brushed the soft silky curtains, her hands dangling with them as she paid attention to the photo frame placed on the table beside the window. Picking up the glass material gently, her fingertips caressed the two faces grinning at her. It was Richard and Nia, in wedding dresses where the groom had picked up the bride high in the air, both of them smiling at their full hearts. She remembered the flowers in Nia's hand, the ones she had caught so effortlessly despite all the struggling bridesmaids. Never thought such things would also come true!
"Touching others' belongings without consent! You know that is bad manners, right?"
Internally cursing for the sudden fright, the woman in white gripped the frame tight against her chest after almost dropping it. She turned in the direction of the voice. Oh my god, he just scared her!
Richard Tucker was standing there, in the ebony rich suit, his tie a little loose as he gazed right into her soul.
"Oh... Yeah, sorry. I was just-"
"Your room is at the end of this hallway, closer to Aid's," he said, taking off his coat and not minding to let his bride complete her sentence.
Lilian just watched him, blank at how things were proceeding. Her mind was processing the circumstances and her eyes were unconsciously stuck on him, eyeing him throwing his coat and tie on the bed before laying himself with his mobile.
Lilian was now the second wife of Richard Tucker and she knew the reasons behind her matrimony but this young woman over here had a crush on that guy, the hard one! Would she be able to restrain her poor heart? Would he ever on even the slightest chance perhaps love her? She wondered.
Richard looked at his missis coldly, scowling his face at her, "What? You want me to show you the way or what?"
"S-sorry!" She shuttered, breaking eye contact as her feet worked unconsciously.
The bride started walking towards the exit door. For a few moments, she had forgotten what this marriage was all about. They wanted a replacement and she was bound by her parents. What else could she do when her fragile heart was at fault? After clarifying all the scenarios, her parents left the final decision to her. Lilian thought a lot but the crying sound pained her core and it reflected her decision. It was immaculately a replacement relationship!
"Lilian!"
Her heart almost detonated. Why did he call her? She veered around to face him with a little false hope in her heart!
Her husband's blue eyes pointed at her hand, asking her to look down. She pursued his gaze, finding the frame still in her grasp.
"Oh sorry," she muttered, taking a few steps towards him and passing the demanded thing in the already extended hand.
"Do you want anything?" He slammed at her face coldly. The girl had again got frozen, eyeing him for some unknown reason.
Coming back to reality, she shook her head and haphazardly walked out of the room, closing it behind her as she exited.
Lilian Evans who was now Lilian Richard Tucker sighed out big, looking at the long wide hallway. Maybe she had anticipated too much.
How could she even think that they would share a bedroom? The two of them already had a long talk on this affair and he clearly stated that their relationship would be purely contractual and nothing more than that. She wondered a lot of times, did she misstep by saying yes to this agreement? A loveless, monotonous life where your husband was just like a total stranger!
The bride walked with light feet along the hallway, looking sideways. She halted in front of the familiar room, holding the doorknob with her cold hands. Twisting it, she allowed herself inside, the colourful walls putting her heart at ease.
"Good evening madam," an elderly woman said, bowing a little.
Lilian just nodded, signalling her to keep her voice down. She ambled cautiously without making any noise, approaching a cradle. She crouched in front of it, looking at the two-month-old baby sleeping soundly like an angel. She stretched her hand, touching the soft squishy cheeks gently. Snow white skin with sharp facial features which resembled a lot like his father, this beautiful infant wrapped in a white feathery blanket was so innocent and pure to be stuck in the misfortune. Her heart ached for this child and he was one of the top reasons why she had agreed to this marriage.
This wedding was the embarkment of the motherly relationship she formed with this cute baby. A just 10 days old infant who had lost his mother, who used to keep crying despite everybody's efforts but had calmed down a little in her arms. The feeling was magical. Somewhere, she felt bonded with him and that's where she put her decision to the final.
"Sleep well Aid, sweet dreams," she muttered after kissing his crown gently with the motherly love nourishing inside her heart. The baby chapped his lips in his slumber, giving a subtle smile which tingled Lilian's heart. She felt like picking him up and showering him with kisses but she didn't want to intrude on his dreams at the same time. He was precious, her son was!
Lilian's hand searched for a device, wanting to click a picture of Aiden. This moment needed to be captured and she presumed to set it as her wallpaper. Unable to locate her mobile, realization struck her hard while her eyes stretched a little. She had forgotten her phone in Richard's room!
Lilian bit her lower lip between her teeth, her hands gripping the fabric of her gown while she was standing in front of the door. It was screaming at her to go away, advising her that it wasn't the wisest choice to be there. She thought a lot. Should she just leave her phone like that and save her life? It was a lot better than standing up against that rude and mean male. But again, she had to have it back sometime or other. Sighing, the young woman held up her hand, tapping the wooden door two times lightly. She was alarmed to apply more pressure, presuming that the human being behind this timber was quite temperamental. The clock's big needle passed one more digit but she was still standing there, debating with herself if she should knock again. With courage, she tapped again and squeezed her hands into each other, the anxiety eating her flesh bit by bit. "One last time!" The words conversed inside her mind as her hand lifted again, her knuckles approximating the premium material
Lilian opened the door. An unfamiliar maid was standing there with an impatient look on her face as she quickly bowed to her madam and addressed the issue. "Madam, the young master is crying so much. Can you please come and try to calm him down?" she said. Revived from the land of fantasies, the young woman just nodded and enacted her way past the maid as she strode towards the anticipated room. The sound of crying Aiden filled the hallway. Lilian felt irresponsible for sleeping despite this chaos. This had never happened in the hospital when she was working there as a nurse though. Was she that much weary? Not more than a few steps far and she noticed a few maids already standing in the doorway. "Excuse me!", she exclaimed and made her way through the populace, her eyes catching the wailing tot of a 2-month-old in the arms of the aged woman. She was the same old lady she had encountered previously, maybe the appointed nursemaid. She was trying to feed the infant against his will
It was a beautiful morning. The sun had just shown his face to the world, asking people to leave their lazy beds and snap off their sweet tooth dreams to face reality. Some were still behind the curtains, not wanting to let the sun's rays pass across their window and disturb one of the most precious moments. Feeling rejected, the sunrays travelled back to their origin and kissed the lonely sky to open its spectrum of beautiful colours. The crimson sky was now looking like an artwork on a canvas to be sold for millions of dollars. The different shades of colour will perhaps give you a complex mixture of nature's beauty, hypnotizing you at the gigantic depth it held in the wide field of its magical craft of blending colours.Across the east of an exquisite mansion, a young lady was sitting on the balcony with an infant on her lap to appreciate the playfulness of the sun and the sky. The baby in her embrace was wrapped in a warm piece of feathery clothing while he rested his back on the
Lilian watched her mother-in-law showering Aiden with lots of kisses, cooing and squishing him. She talked to him in some code language and their eyes communicated for some secrets. It was a delightful bond to see and the little guy seemed quite fond of his grandma. While the little one sucked on his scrumptious meal, his eyes watched the diamond sparkling thing around the neck of the elderly lady. It was very captivating to his new soul who still had to discover this petty world."He looks much calmer now. The last time I recall, he wouldn't stop crying no matter what we did," Helena Tucker stated as she smiled with wrinkles forming around her eyes.Dressed up in straight brown pants and a white shirt, she was looking fresh and elegant. She had minimum premium accessories despite the huge stock loading in her bank account and her face was still glowing despite her growing age. Lilian's womanly instincts wondered about the beauty products resulting in this magic. Her mother-in-law was
Lilian looked at herself in the mirror. With the white knee-length apparel she wore with her black hair falling off her shoulders, she wondered if she looked presentable to go out with the future heir of Tuckers. A simple and sober look she preferred felt inferior after seeing the gigantic fashionable people at her wedding. The prestigious Tucker clan had high status and it was her responsibility to maintain herself properly as she was now a member of this house. She didn't want people to point at her as a disgraceful daughter-in-law of a multi-billionaire established family. In the large field of roses, a small jasmine felt hard to fit in but it was still trying. "Does Mama look okay, baby?" Lilian asked the 3-month-old lying on the comfy mattress of her bed as she was done getting ready. The baby was dressed in a black romper which had a white lily flower in the right corner at the level of his chest. Somehow the colour suited him as much as his father and the little guy looked fa
Lilian followed Richard as he entered the pediatric clinic room. Aiden was still relishing being with his father, not leaving the comfy embrace he was cited. The naughty baby teased her about how he could take all the attention of the man she dreamed of without much effort when she was a helpless hard worker aiming for a no signboard. She had walked behind that handsome fella, everybody gaped at but he refused to even skim at her for a mere couple of seconds, dissolving all her yearnings she held unconsciously. She was stupidly wishful to harbour him to check on her if she was still accompanying him and not lost somewhere in a magical way. But to be awakened, he never even once looked back. It was a quick realization of the certitude, Lilian didn't know she craved his attention this densely. Was it just a crush or something more than that? She was puzzled, her brain becoming retarded every time she tried to sort her way out.The hospital procedures were so simple. Richard had filled o
Lilian's finger caressed the baby's soft skin, sleeping peacefully in her lap with his hands curled in a tight fist. Her hands held the human of a few kilograms to safeguard him from each bump the car felt. The wailing that left a scar in her heart still scared her, and she didn't want to intrude on the endearing sleep he attained after lots of drudgery. Her baby adopted a porcelain colour in contrast to his usual warm ivory pale skin, and she still had the dried stains of tears on her cheeks, a flimsy heart attack she suffered when she saw her infant in ache. Is being a mother arduous, or was she having a tough time because she wasn't the biological mother? This baby in her arms was precious; she had promised to devote herself to this tiny soul without a mother. She didn't want him to grow up without a mother and be in despair, where he would sob over for not having a mother. 'Mommy loves you a lot baby.' She said in a subtle whisper and leaned in to kiss his forehead while patting
Lilian ambled across the hallway as she entered the laundry room in the backside of the garden with an undersized laundry basket holding dozens of baby's clothing. Three maids were working there as usual, and noticing the madam of the house, they bowed quickly and stood attentively. The superior of three of them, Clara, a young girl in her mid-twenties with her long blonde hair braided beautifully and a relatively healthy build, approached the sovereignty to take the essentials they were assigned. "Madam, you don't have to come here every day," Clara said as she passed the basket to one of her subordinates, signing them to continue the work. "Just inform someone, and we will pick up the laundry." She added. Lilian smiled warmly, shaking her head at the responsible girl. This lass was youthful yet mature, and Lilian appreciated her hard work and determination."That's fine. I also need to burn some calories for the day, so please, don't burden yourself with that."The maid smiled, pl