Chapter eight

“you?” I yelled out in alter shocked the moment I saw the face of my soon-to-be husband.

“Do you two know each other?” His mother asked in surprise.

Everyone at the table kept on looking between him and I expectantly waiting for an answer.

How do I explain to all of them that the man I would be getting married to soon is the same guy I hooked up with yesterday night because I was upset about this same marriage and the betrayal of my boyfriend? However, lying about not knowing wouldn’t get me off the hook with the way both of us reacted.

“Annabella?” His mother called

“Yes ma’am, we do know each other” I blurted out

“Please forgive her for any mistakes she might have made Mr. Howard” my dad pleaded with the young man

“Dad!”I yelled, how can he jump to such conclusions? He didn’t even know how we knew each other and he’s apologizing for my mistake. How desperate is this man exactly?

“I met her yesterday night…” My heart dropped a second, don’t tell me this man here is about to tell