Chapter 10
Nancy’s father really was in bad shape. So when she looked at Aaron with tear–filled eyes, begging him at her father’s bedside, Aaron caved. He promised they’d get married within three days.
Three days later, her father was wheeled into the wedding venue on a stretcher.
Aaron’s groomsmen stood there, watching the beaming bride and the grim–faced groom, None of them said a word.
They could see Aaron was trapped in something he didn’t want. But what they couldn’t figure out was–why? Why didn’t he just walk away? No one was forcing him to marry Nancy.
Aaron hadn’t invited many people. He kept it low–key.
But Nancy? She’d filled the place to the brim. Loud chatter echoed through the room–it was chaotic, tacky and nothing like Aaron’s first wedding to me. That day had felt like magic. This? This felt like a joke.
When it was time for the vows, the chaos peaked. Suddenly, a wave of reporters flooded in, snapping photos left and right. Flashbulbs lit up Aaron’s face.
Nancy pulled Aaron toward her, flashing a triumphant smile to the cameras like she’d just won the lottery.
Aaron’s face turned dark.
“Who let the press in?” he barked, waving security over. “Get them the hell out–now.”
Before the guards could move, Nancy stepped forward with a sugary voice.
“Honey, I invited them. Can’t I share the happiest day of my life with them?”
She slid her hand into his, dragging it down onto her stomach. “I promise I’ll satisfy you. The doctor said by month four, the baby-”
“Enough,” Aaron snapped, yanking his hand away. “Get. Them. Out.”
His voice cut through the noise like a blade.
Seeing he was genuinely angry, Nancy shut her mouth. Her eyes burned with resentment- one that clearly had my name written all over it.
The wedding continued, but the mood had shifted. The laughter died, the air turned cold. It felt more like a funeral than a wedding.
When it was finally over, Aaron shook off the last of his friends and drove Nancy home.
He’d made up his mind. Tonight, he would make everything clear.
He had only married Nancy to put her father at peace. That was it. As far as he was concerned, I was and always would be, his wife.
Later that night, Aaron stepped out of the shower and froze.
Nancy was sprawled on the bed, draped in a thin blanket that barely covered anything. The sheets, once adorned with subtle irises, had been swapped for cheap, bright red roses. She
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curled a finger at him suggestively.
“I promise I’d satisfy you tonight, Husband,” she purred.
