The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride

Chapter 57

Anna's POV

After Aidan left, I sit quietly taking into consideration the warnings he pointed out to me on our way

here. I don't want to get on his bad side and get him angry on a day like this. I want to stay put and wait

till he is back, hoping the meeting with his father won't turn out bad.

There are few people left in the hall now and everyone seems to be chatting with other people. The

people on the dance floor have stopped dancing and the music is off. I can see some people going to

the buffet to get their food.

My stomach rumbles at the instant and I shut my eyes to ward my hunger off. I can't eat without Aidan

here. I feel unprotected without him here and I feel everyone seems to be looking at me, those I know

and even those that I don't know.

They must be wondering what the billionaire's bride is doing all alone. I am hoping Aidan will be back

soon because of how awkward I am sitting and looking around. Despite my hunger, I still stay put. I am

willing to wait for him to come back first.

I look around and see a lady pointing at me and talking to someone beside her. I sigh deeply and look

away. This is the kind of attention I will be getting now. This is what it takes to be the bride of a man like

Aidan.

I feel the sudden need to talk to someone and I wander my eyes round the hall once again to search

for Pamela. I wish to see her so I can beckon to her to come closer. I wonder where she is. I haven't

seen her ever since the first time I saw her with Richard and I wonder if she has left already.

I rest my back more comfortably on the seat and look ahead of me when my eyes falls on a familiar

figure. When she turns around, I see it is her mother. I gasp.

What is my mother doing here? She told me she was going to work, why did she hide the fact that she

is coming here from me.

Pamela appears from nowhere too and blocks her way. I furrow my brow in confusion. Why is Pam

folding her hands in front of my mother like that?

Mother looks down and I instantly see the reason why Pamela is in front of her that way. My mother's

hand is entangled in between her father's arms.

I almost get up in a hurry to go meet them but I refrain myself. I am confused and curious to know what

is happening but I am stopping myself because Aidan's words ringing loudly in my ears as a strong

reminder of the fact that everything I do here tonight will be on the papers tomorrow morning.

Why is my mother with Mr. Adam? Why is she dressed gorgeously like his date? What is happening?

I tap my feet in impatience, wishing Pamela and my mother will look my way so I can signal them to

come closer and explain themselves.

Pamela walks away at that moment with an angry look on her face. I can no longer contain my

curiosity. I want to know what is happening and why Pamela is angry at my mother. I want my mother

to explain why she keeps doing desperate things like this.

Having me marry Aidan is enough, why is she here again tagging along with Pamela's father and

making people think they are together when she is just his cook.

I stand up abruptly and I am about to walk to where she is standing with Mr. Adam. He is talking to her

softly and I see her nodding gently.

When I take a step away from the seat, there is an uproar at the entrance and I see the media rushing

to the entrance to take a picture of someone. I became curious and I find myself turning back to look at

how it is.

I see her come in with a confident gait and a face devoid of emotions. She looks like a goddess, she

looks like a model and she looks like an actress. Her dress is bringing out her sexy and curvy shape.

Her hair is beautifully shining in the evening light. She is walking with confidence and pride and when I

trail my eyes back to her face, I realized her gaze is fixed on me.

I realize she must have figured me to be Aidan's bride among the numerous people in here. She turns

slowly to come my way as a man behind her is trying to push the media away.

She didn't look disturbed by the uproar around her. She is looking pointedly at me with a deadly look. I

know she is coming for me but I don't know if I am ready for her.

She is Tessa.

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Aidan's POV

I watch the disbelief on their faces as they watch the video on the camera. Their mouth is hanging open

and it is giving me joy. I smile in satisfaction. I am tired of staying here and I can't wait to be out of here

so I can go back to meet Anna. I would like us to take our leave and go meet mother before I take her

home.

"Tessa?" Her father call softly. The video is still playing but I feel it is high time I take the camera from

him.

"Give me a genuine reason why I should take her as a bride then?" He is speechless. I want to tell him

he didn't help me. "Do not think your influence helped me to this stage, it didn't. My hard work did."

"Tessa can't do this, Aidan", he says. He seems to be pleading with his eyes. He knows what it means

for this video to get out to the media but I don't intend to do that unless they keep disturbing my life.

"Really?" I am being sarcastic. "Spare me that, please. We all know the kind of daughter you have and

the kind of wild lifestyle she has been living."

"I'm sure this is a fake...."

"Fake?" I laugh. He looks vulnerable but I don't fucking care. I won't let anyone control my affairs. I am

doing this to justify my reasons for not taking his daughter as a ride, just like my mother had advised. I

wouldn't be doing this if mom wasn't involved because I feel I owe no one any explanation about what I

do.

"You know what?" I rub my hand over my face. I can see Hunter peering at us from the rear mirror. I am

tired of the boring conversation already. "You two should get out. I need to go pick my bride up. I want

her to go home early so she could rest because of the baby." I grin.

My father who has been quiet all along glares at me coldly. I see Julian's eyes widen. I am sure he

didn't notice Anna's bump. He nods dejectedly and turns to my father.

"Let me out, Trevor", he request. My father is sitting tightly, not moving to let him go. After a short

silence, father opens the door and gets out. I heave a sigh of relief that everything is over. When father

enters the car back, I am surprised. I thought he is going with his friend.

"Do you have any idea of what damage you have caused?" He questions me angrily after closing the

car door.

I fold my arms around my bosom and watch him closely. "Really? What damage have I caused if I may

ask?"

He isn't answering.

"You have no idea the kind of person I am and I regret the day you brought me to this world", I grit my

teeth in annoyance.

My father is shameless, I expect him to go without bringing this issue up again but here he is, thinking

his words can make me change my mind so he can achieve his selfish aim.

"Don't you dare say that to me", he shouts.

"What if I do?" I am daring him to do his worst now. I no longer care about the consequences. I believe

the day has come for me to finally vent my anger on him for all these years by beating him just like I

have always wanted.

We glare at each other. "You think I don't know what transpired between you and Tessa?"

I glimpse a look of guilt flash across his face. I have no idea what happened but I have a feeling he

must have planned something with her. My father is desperate to get what he wants. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

"You think I don't know that you have a motive behind all these?" I add and his eyes widens. "Do you

know what will happen when Julian gets to know you want his daughter as my bride because of her

inheritance and also because you want to take over his companies?"

"What? Who told you that? That's.....not true."

"Really? Then let's see what happens when Julian gets to know then." I am giving him the benefit of

doubt, even though he does not deserve it.

"You dare not", he fumes in anger. I can see his tightened fist.

"You know I can do it but I won't do that now. The next time you lay your filthy hands on my mother, I

won't hesitate to destroy you in every possible way. I will tell Julian your plans and sue you to court for

domestic abuse", I yell in his face. He is breathing heavily and looking helpless.

He isn't saying anything yet. I am thinking he will. He is just staring at me in anger. I know he is angry

because I didn't let his plan work the way he wanted it.

"Get out!" I shout at him, jerking him out of his reverie.

I hope my threat will work. I have a feeling mother will still be reluctant to leave the house but I am

willing to do all it takes to take her out of there before he kills her.

He scowls at me once more before throwing the door open and walking away. I watch him go before

heaving a sigh of relief.

A moment later, I catch Hunter peeking at me again, waiting for my orders. I exhale deeply and order.

"Drive!"